Saturday 16 August 2008

watching the olympics bringeth a snare


So the Beijing Olympics started a week ago, and to be honest with you, as they came around, I wasn't all too excited about it. On the day of the Opening Ceremony, I was talking to one of my clients about her husband making her watch the ceremony later that night and I remarked something like 'don't forget your pillow'. How things change in the space of seven days.

I don't think I have ever watched more sport than I have in the past week. It all started last weekend, as I plopped in front of the couch to see what was on the box (which, thanks to my Dad, has recently become a rather large box - just in time for the Olympics). I started watching the men's cycling Road Race - and ended up doing so for the REST OF THE AFTERNOON! In my defense, I had it on while I was doing other things, but the race itself was pretty good - it went through the Badaling Great Wall (the scenery was exquisite), the commentary was quite entertaining, and the finish was CRAZY.

From the cycling I started watching all kinds of random sports that I would never usually watch (if it weren't for the fact that gold medals were up for grabs) - yet I found myself riveted to sports like gymnastics, swimming, volleyball, rowing, hockey, diving, softball, weightlifting, kayaking, and even equestrian. So sad. I don't know where the fascination came from... perhaps it was the fact that I believed myself to be an 'expert' after watching each sport and continued to watch further games to build upon my new-found expertise (e.g. watching the diving 'her pike position came too late'... 'she's up for some 6's for sure after that dive'), or maybe it was the deep-rooted pride of the Olympics being held in Beijing (the hood of my ancestors), or maybe it was the intrigue of watching Athletes far fitter than myself do things I would never dream of doing. Whatever it was, I was addicted!

The sheer dedication of each Athlete is quite inspiring. They dedicate their whole life to becoming the best at their chosen sport. Their dreams are built with blood, sweat and tears - and they will stop at nothing to reach their prize! It makes you wonder what the effect would be if the church were to be just as dedicated - and you and I as Christians were to have the same kind of dedication to bringing glory to God. I'm sure it would be just as inspiring to those around us, but the reward will be far greater than a gold medal.

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Saturday 16 August 2008

watching the olympics bringeth a snare


So the Beijing Olympics started a week ago, and to be honest with you, as they came around, I wasn't all too excited about it. On the day of the Opening Ceremony, I was talking to one of my clients about her husband making her watch the ceremony later that night and I remarked something like 'don't forget your pillow'. How things change in the space of seven days.

I don't think I have ever watched more sport than I have in the past week. It all started last weekend, as I plopped in front of the couch to see what was on the box (which, thanks to my Dad, has recently become a rather large box - just in time for the Olympics). I started watching the men's cycling Road Race - and ended up doing so for the REST OF THE AFTERNOON! In my defense, I had it on while I was doing other things, but the race itself was pretty good - it went through the Badaling Great Wall (the scenery was exquisite), the commentary was quite entertaining, and the finish was CRAZY.

From the cycling I started watching all kinds of random sports that I would never usually watch (if it weren't for the fact that gold medals were up for grabs) - yet I found myself riveted to sports like gymnastics, swimming, volleyball, rowing, hockey, diving, softball, weightlifting, kayaking, and even equestrian. So sad. I don't know where the fascination came from... perhaps it was the fact that I believed myself to be an 'expert' after watching each sport and continued to watch further games to build upon my new-found expertise (e.g. watching the diving 'her pike position came too late'... 'she's up for some 6's for sure after that dive'), or maybe it was the deep-rooted pride of the Olympics being held in Beijing (the hood of my ancestors), or maybe it was the intrigue of watching Athletes far fitter than myself do things I would never dream of doing. Whatever it was, I was addicted!

The sheer dedication of each Athlete is quite inspiring. They dedicate their whole life to becoming the best at their chosen sport. Their dreams are built with blood, sweat and tears - and they will stop at nothing to reach their prize! It makes you wonder what the effect would be if the church were to be just as dedicated - and you and I as Christians were to have the same kind of dedication to bringing glory to God. I'm sure it would be just as inspiring to those around us, but the reward will be far greater than a gold medal.

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