So there I am with a large mug of coffee and a packet of chocolate digestives criticising the gymnast cos her triple somersault wasn’t perfect…
They have to keep their legs straight – how many times do I have to say it?!?!?!
Anyway…. I suddenly have a moment of crisis. Am I really committed to anything?
There have been lots of ads on the telly lately, focussing on the commitment of athletes who have made it to the Olympics. Not just the last four years, but a life time of early mornings, hard work, sacrificing time and money – committment!
Am I actually committed to anything? Other than getting to the bottom of this packet of biscuits?
Anyone familiar with the Bible will know that themes of perseverance and running the race are used to help explain the Christian life. There’s also a lot of farming analogies, which make much more sense to me now that I live in a rural community. Just last week I was chatting with someone about arranging a get-together but we weren’t sure if it was possible. I was asking what time some of the farmers would be finishing work. The answer came… “As long as the sun is shining the lads will work.”
“Yeah Amo!” I thought, kicking myself “like they clock out at 5! helloooooo?!”
Suddenly it dawned on my that ‘Make hay while the sun shines’ is not just an old adage – it’s a work ethic!
I think the problem is that all this running and jumping over things is highlighting the fact that the things I’m passionate about and committed to are in my head and my heart. I can’t think of one that I need to get out of my chair for! Which is a bit worrying really!
Don’t get me wrong. I do move. I had to go all the way over there to get these biscuits. But I’m not committed to moving.
Maybe I should combine my thinking with some athletic efforts! I could record my blog posts with my handsfree kit as I run around the carpark outside the apt. Or maybe I could get a bicycle and a loud haler; go cycling around Kildare shouting, “Here’s a list of the people I love… ”
Yes! Yes, I think this might work you know… all I need to do is get my favourite Bible verses printed on a leotard (might not be room for ALL the Psalms…) and then I can show them gymnasts how it’s SUPPOSED to be done!
That’s it! That’s what I’m going to do. Just one more biscuit tho eh?