Yes, that does exist and it's an amazing thing to see.
Football Monkey's high school football team won a state championship earlier this month.
What's so awesome is that when I pick him up from football practice now, which is actually weight lifting and conditioning stuff, there are guys who are out on the football field playing touch football for nothing more than the love of the game.
They don't have to be out there. No coaching is going on. They just love football that much that they want to be out on that field, even if it's in an unstructured, free manner with no thought or planning of who has to be where and when to achieve a goal. It's just purely fun and free playing because they love it so much.
The beautiful gold ball trophy is gleaming proudly, the celebratory accomplishment still new in the recent ultimate win, hard won and the will to win carried in the hearts and minds of the young men with blood, sweat, and tears. The shine of that trophy is like a brilliant sunset for any and all to peruse and see the beauty of winning with the upcoming season of 2015 a distant goal of the future; the success still to be determined like the daybreak of tomorrow not quite ready to arrive, but yet it may again be won by these young men with more blood, sweat, and tears. They love the game, though.
I think a lesson can be learned from this.
How many of us as adults have something structured in our lives, be it a schedule, work, or whatever, and yet find it possible to joyfully jump into that same activity for nothing more than a sheer, absolute and pure love of it?
Where is your passion? Can you find it again and keep hold of it?
If a bunch of high school boys can unknowingly show me by doing nothing more than being out on that field pursuing their passion of the game of football, then perhaps there is hope for even me to find and pursue something. I suppose it's possible, even if it's nothing more than doing stuff around the house.
Perhaps it's not even about being great at something as much as it is having a passion to pounce on something, seize it, and accomplish it to the best of what ability there is to at least try.
I'll pounce on and seize the five loads of clean laundry piled on the couch and deposit it in bedrooms. So, like the young men out on the football field for love of the game, I will be tackling the laundry for the sake of tackling it; I may not be great at it or win a trophy, but I can accomplish it, although it will be tomorrow.
Football Monkey's high school football team won a state championship earlier this month.
What's so awesome is that when I pick him up from football practice now, which is actually weight lifting and conditioning stuff, there are guys who are out on the football field playing touch football for nothing more than the love of the game.
They don't have to be out there. No coaching is going on. They just love football that much that they want to be out on that field, even if it's in an unstructured, free manner with no thought or planning of who has to be where and when to achieve a goal. It's just purely fun and free playing because they love it so much.
The beautiful gold ball trophy is gleaming proudly, the celebratory accomplishment still new in the recent ultimate win, hard won and the will to win carried in the hearts and minds of the young men with blood, sweat, and tears. The shine of that trophy is like a brilliant sunset for any and all to peruse and see the beauty of winning with the upcoming season of 2015 a distant goal of the future; the success still to be determined like the daybreak of tomorrow not quite ready to arrive, but yet it may again be won by these young men with more blood, sweat, and tears. They love the game, though.
I think a lesson can be learned from this.
How many of us as adults have something structured in our lives, be it a schedule, work, or whatever, and yet find it possible to joyfully jump into that same activity for nothing more than a sheer, absolute and pure love of it?
Where is your passion? Can you find it again and keep hold of it?
If a bunch of high school boys can unknowingly show me by doing nothing more than being out on that field pursuing their passion of the game of football, then perhaps there is hope for even me to find and pursue something. I suppose it's possible, even if it's nothing more than doing stuff around the house.
Perhaps it's not even about being great at something as much as it is having a passion to pounce on something, seize it, and accomplish it to the best of what ability there is to at least try.
I'll pounce on and seize the five loads of clean laundry piled on the couch and deposit it in bedrooms. So, like the young men out on the football field for love of the game, I will be tackling the laundry for the sake of tackling it; I may not be great at it or win a trophy, but I can accomplish it, although it will be tomorrow.
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