I know this a week late, but Olympics are a very, very big deal to Ryan and I!
We don't watch very much TV in our house, but from the day of opening ceremonies to the closing the TV was on A LOT.... probably too much. We watched more TV in the two weeks then we had watched in the past year. Not Joking! But the thing is it only comes every four years and
I did NOT want to miss one second.
This year was especially exciting because we got to share it with Audra.
It was so awesome to watch the olympic magic come alive in her.
She rooted for U.S.A. She fell in love with Missy Franklin and Gabby.
She wants to go to the Olympics for gymnastics, swimming, and high dive.
She has begun practicing her "floor routines" and "swimming strokes".
She is planning on going to the Olympics and I love seeing the determination and drive in her eyes.
It brought me back to what I wanted to do as a kid.
I can still remember watching Olympics when I was little. Watching the gymnastics and doing exactly what Audra was doing this year. If they were on past my bedtime sneaking out to the hall so I could watch crouched down. I had the feeling I could do anything when I was young.
I watched as new records were broken. Seeing the bodies of human beings meet crazy expectations and limits. The triumphant smiles and the tears from years of sacrifice finally paying off in one of the coveted medals. As I celebrated with them from my couch, I couldn't help but inspect myself.
It honestly made me feel inferior.
What have I done with my life?
How many goals have I actually completed that I set for myself?
Am I really doing something of worth?
I actually was somewhat depressed, but then as I was lost in the "what am I doing with my life questions" I was somewhat loudly interrupted by another "Watch this cartwheel, Mom" and "Was that a 10?" and I was reminded of what I am doing.
I may never get a trophy, or a medal, or a crowd cheering me on, but I am sacrificing the glory and self spotlight right now for something greater. I am raising two kids who are at the age of high demands and supporting a husband in Medical school. I am pouring my energy into them wholeheartedly so that later on I can say I have no regrets. That I can say I am using my time for them.
I may not be physically training for a medal, but I am training my children in the way of the Lord.
I may not get my name in lights, but I hope to hear "Well done my good and faithful servant".
Who knows, one day I may be able to use my time for something like Olympic training or meet my goal of a full marathon, but right now I am running my own type of marathon with my family.
A goal I WILL meet!
It brought me back to what I wanted to do as a kid.
I can still remember watching Olympics when I was little. Watching the gymnastics and doing exactly what Audra was doing this year. If they were on past my bedtime sneaking out to the hall so I could watch crouched down. I had the feeling I could do anything when I was young.
I watched as new records were broken. Seeing the bodies of human beings meet crazy expectations and limits. The triumphant smiles and the tears from years of sacrifice finally paying off in one of the coveted medals. As I celebrated with them from my couch, I couldn't help but inspect myself.
It honestly made me feel inferior.
What have I done with my life?
How many goals have I actually completed that I set for myself?
Am I really doing something of worth?
I actually was somewhat depressed, but then as I was lost in the "what am I doing with my life questions" I was somewhat loudly interrupted by another "Watch this cartwheel, Mom" and "Was that a 10?" and I was reminded of what I am doing.
I may never get a trophy, or a medal, or a crowd cheering me on, but I am sacrificing the glory and self spotlight right now for something greater. I am raising two kids who are at the age of high demands and supporting a husband in Medical school. I am pouring my energy into them wholeheartedly so that later on I can say I have no regrets. That I can say I am using my time for them.
I may not be physically training for a medal, but I am training my children in the way of the Lord.
I may not get my name in lights, but I hope to hear "Well done my good and faithful servant".
Who knows, one day I may be able to use my time for something like Olympic training or meet my goal of a full marathon, but right now I am running my own type of marathon with my family.
A goal I WILL meet!
1 comment:
It's crazy just how patriotic I felt watching the Olympics :) something very magical about it - you're so right!
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