God is watching….and so is His Son….

I Cor 9:24 “Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may obtain it.”

God is watching…

Bob Richards, the former pole-vault champion, shares a moving
story about a skinny young boy who loved football with all his
heart. Practice after practice, he eagerly gave everything he had. But
being half the size of the other boys, he got absolutely nowhere. At all
the games, this hopeful athlete sat on the bench and hardly ever played.
This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a
very special relationship. Even though the son was always on the bench,
his father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game.
This young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high
school. But his father continued to encourage him but also made it very
clear that he did not have to play football if he didn’t want to.

But the young man loved football and decided to hang in there He was
determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he’d get to play
when he became a senior. All through high school he never missed a practice
nor a game but remained a bench-warmer all four years. His faithful father
was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him. When
the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football
team as a “walk-on.”

Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did. The
coach admitted that he kept him on the roster because he always puts
his heart and soul to every practice, and at the same time, provided
the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed. The
news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to
the nearest phone and called his father. His father shared his
excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games.

This persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four
years at college, but he never got to play in a game. It was the end of
his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field
shortly before the big playoff game, the coach met him with a telegram.
The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent.
Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, “My father died this morning.
Is it all right if I miss practice today?” The coach put his arm gently
around his shoulder and said, “Take the rest of the week off, son. And
don’t even plan to come back to the game on Saturday.”
Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third
quarter, when the team was ten points behind, a silent young quietly
slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear. As he
ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see
their faithful teammate back so soon.

“Coach, please let me play I’ve just got to play today,” said the
young man. The coach pretended not to hear him. There was no way he
wanted his worst player in this close playoff game. But the young man
persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in.
“All right,” he said. “You can go in.”

Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could
not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played before
was doing everything right. The opposing team could not stop him. He ran,
he passed, blocked, and tackled like a star.

His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied. In the closing
seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for
the winning touchdown. The fans broke loose. His teammates hoisted him
onto their shoulders. Such cheering you never heard.
Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and
left the locker room, the coach noticed that this young man was sitting
quietly in the corner all alone. The coach came to him and said, “Kid,
I can’t believe it. You were fantastic! Tell me what got into you? How
did you do it?” He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said,
“Well, you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?”
The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, “Dad came to all my games,
but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show
him I could do it!”

God is always there for us.

He’s always reminding us to go on. He gave us His only Son because He
knows what is best, and is willing to give us what we need and not
simply what we want. God has never missed a single game. What a joy to
know that life is meaningful if lived for the Highest. Live for HIM for

God is watching us in the game of life!

II Tim 4:7, 8 I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Finally, there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will give to me on that Day, and not to me only but also to all who have loved His appearing.

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