In the Spring of 2007, Matt was blessed to have an amazing, godly man as his baseball coach. He is a friend, a fellow home school dad, and a fierce competitor.
After the season was over, each of the kids was given an 8x10 framed picture; well, sort of a picture. There are three smaller pictures; one of Matt and his coach, one of Matt chasing down a fly ball, and one of the team. Then, between and around the pictures is a long poem. A really long poem.
It's been sitting on his dresser along with his other baseball trophies and game balls and such for almost 18 months now. I admit, I never read the poem. It just seemed too wordy and once I read the words "Team Jesus Christ", I chalked it up to just another corny Christian poem. I've looked at the pictures many times, and even read a few lines, but never the whole thing.
Today, however, I did. It's amazing. You may have read it before; if you haven't take a look. It's a good reminder to me, also a fierce competitor, that there's absolutely nothing wrong with my competitive nature; I just need to maintain the proper perspective.
Thanks, Brad. I get it! Better late than never...
I am a Christian first and last.
I am created in the likeness of
God Almighty to bring Him glory.
I am a member of Team Jesus Christ.
I wear the colors of the cross.
I am a Competitor now and forever.
I am made to strive, to strain,
to stretch and to succeed
in the arena of competition.
I am a Christian Competitor
and as such, I face my challenger
with the face of Christ.
I do not trust in myself.
I do not boast in my abilities
or believe in my own strength.
I rely solely on the power of God.
I compete for the pleasure of
my Heavenly Father, the honor of Christ
and the reputation of the Holy Spirit.
My attitude on and off
the field is above reproach -
my conduct beyond criticism.
Whether I am preparing,
practicing or playing;
I submit to God's authority
and those He has put over me.
I respect my coaches, officials,
teammates and competitors
out of respect for the Lord.
My body is the temple of Jesus Christ.
I protect it from within and without.
Nothing enters my body that
does not honor the Living God.
My sweat is an offering to my Master.
My soreness is a sacrifice to my Savior.
I give my all - all of the time.
I do not give up. I do not give in.
I do not give out. I am the Lord’s warrior -
a competitor by conviction
and a disciple of determination.
I am confident beyond reason
because my confidence lies in Christ.
The results of my efforts
must result in His glory.
LET THE COMPETITION BEGIN.
LET THE GLORY BE GOD'S.