Reading: Isaiah 2: 11
March 1988. I was a high school senior, earning a few extra bucks babysitting a young boy who was a friend of our family. It was a Friday night. All was calm, all bright.
I put young Timmy to bed and settled in for the evening, awaiting the arrival of his parents. While I waited, I flipped on the radio, catching the end of the District 6 AAA Basketball game. From the tone in the announcer's voice, it was evident that my school's team was doing well. In fact, they came from behind to where the lead was now seesawing between the two teams. The final seconds ticked away, and we won the district crown for the first time in years.
It wasn't for another nine years that I would feel the same sense of pride that I did that night. I had grown up quite a bit since then, but I still had my boyish desire for my team to win the championship game. Ironically, they played the same team they had come from behind to beat so many years before. This time it was February 28, 1997. I was a working man and took time out of my Friday evening to go down to my garage and sit in my car to listen to the championship game. I could barely pick up the game on my car radio, but could tell what was happening.
And it happened again. The boys' basketball team won the district championship. This time it was even sweeter, as earlier in the evening, my high school girls' team won their district championship, too. A double whammy from the Panthers! I was filled with a great sense of pride after both those nights in my life. To be able to say that I attended the school with the district championship basketball team was a great honor for me. It was even a greater honor when both teams advanced to the state championship games. Unfortunately there, we went 1-1, with only the girls being the best in Pennsylvania.
There are probably many instances in your life when you feel pride-- from something your child did, from something you do, or something like a sports championship. Whatever it is, enjoy that feeling inside and share it with someone else. It may just be contagious! --Chad Hershberger, Camp Mount Luther Director
Closing: Make a reminder somewhere that the next time someone makes you proud, tell them about it!
Anyone is welcome to contribute! If you'd like to write for us, please e-mail firstname.lastname@example.org
Get our daily devotions delivered to your e-mail box each day by signing up below: