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Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Perspective

I love football. I loved watching my son’s when they played high school football. I think what I loved the most is seeing how much fun they had doing something they loved doing. No matter how cold it was outside, I knew there was nothing that would keep me from being there on the sidelines, watching and cheering for their team. This was the first year of many, that I was not outside standing in the cold and many times, snow, watching my child, playing a game that we both love. I know the pain and discipline that both of my son’s had, that kept them going back, even after major injuries.

I was watching college football on TV this past weekend and during the game, a young man from the opposing team was injured. Whenever I see someone get hurt out on the field, my heart stops because not only do I know what it’s like to watch someone you love get hurt, I know that young man has a mother and a father…has a family that is watching. I have been that mother on the sidelines watching as her son got hurt…sometimes serious enough to need surgery. It has become a habit to immediately say a quiet prayer for the injured and his family. As we awaited the young man being checked out by medical personnel, the sport announcers had some interesting things to say.

They talked about how these young men give up a lot to play football. Football is their life. They live and breathe football with hopes that they will have the opportunity to play professionally some day. It’s every young football players dream. And then something like this, an injury, an injury that could be very serious, with a very serious outcome, comes along, and everything stops. And in that very moment, everything changes…perspectives change. The fact of whether he will be able to ever walk again becomes more important then whether he will play football again. The fact that he is young and has a lot of life to live outside the game of football goes to the top of the list. Being able to walk again becomes more important than football. Perspectives change.

In that moment, it doesn’t matter which team he play for. All that matters is that he is a human being and he is hurt and everything came to a halt. It was evident that people from both sides cared and were concerned for this young man. It was beautiful. It was humanity at it’s best. The game did not go on until he was safely off the field and when he gave the thumbs up while laying on the gurney, both sides cheered equally. It didn’t matter that he was on the opposing side, what mattered was that he was okay. That, my friends, shows that he was on the side of humanity. The side of humanity that we don’t always get to see. Now that is beautiful.

The announcers went on to talk about how this relates to life. They compared the game of football to the game of life. They talked about how we can be going along in our lives and out of no where, something smacks us, right into the middle of our lives and our perspectives change. And this got me thinking…that they are right, because in that moment, that something hits us, those things…those people, that are most important, rise to the top. In those moments afterwards, we find out who is on our side, and who was never really there in the first place. What becomes most important is not whether we can do this or that ever again, but that we are alive. We find out very quickly that there are really important things in life and that there are things that can wait. We find out that adversity can hit us, but it will not keep us down and not only that, it will make us better people, when all is said and done. We find out what really matters.

It’s all about perspective. How it changes when adversity comes and how we arise to the challenge. It’s all about what and who is most important to us when shit hit’s the fan. Right smack in the middle of a Saturday afternoon football game, these men talked about something that was even more important than football. To that I give a loud,” Amen.!“ I don’t know if anyone else was listening but I was.

10 comments:

Busy Bee Suz said...

AMEN!!!! Beautifully put. I love this....thanks for sharing your perspective. Seeing Humanity at its best always makes me smile!

SciFi Dad said...

Well said, my friend. Well said.

Claire Marie said...

Your writings always touch my heart. This post too. Thank you for sharing your perspective and helping me start a day in the right frame of mind. You are such a good friend. Thanks!

The Incredible Woody said...

I wish we would act like that all the time.....

my name is gramma said...

sports brings people together and so often people forget they are watching people give us this excitment they call a game, it's too bad all can't see it as people coming together for the love of the game instead of the outcome of it. i enjoy watching sports very much and can't stand to see people get hurt, it doesn't matter who's team they are on. my son played hockey and i so miss those games. i don't miss the bitching parents, but i truly miss watching the beauty of the sport, skating. am i weird or what. i love to watch my son skate, it is a beautiful thing to me. so i know where you're coming from when you said you miss watching your son play football. what great losses for us. at least we still have our boys. they're just growing up on us.

Smart Mouth Broad said...

This reminds me of Thistle's recent post question: are all people basically good? I really like to think so.

Isn't it great that even in something like a football game a life lesson like that can be learned. I like things from your perspective.

SSG said...

I agree with Claire Marie. I needed this post right now and you wrote it very well. I think that in times of trouble people show their true colours, and if everyone could stop and pray for the injured young man then there are lots of good people in the world. Thanks for the post, I feel like sending hugs I dont know why. Maybe cos I need one. *Hugs*

SSG said...

thanks for your message and hugs back. You made someone miles away feel a whole lot better. thanks so much.

Life with Kaishon said...

What a great post! I just came over to say hi. I saw your link on Jason's blog. I really loved this! Those grandchildren of yours are TOO cute! And you look SUPER young. Wow : ).

thistle said...

This was a great post Lori...

actually got a lump in my throat while reading it...especially when you mentioned the cheering by both sides at the thumbs up...those are the moments it's good to be human...

thanks so much for sharing