So the other night I went up to the New Student Orientation Retreat, held at a Conference Center in the San Bernardino Mountains. I was lying on my back looking up at the stars (something you can't do in the city) and I realized, "dang there are alot of stars of up there." And i got me to thinking... the God who put those up there did it for me- just because he loves me. And I realized at that moment, that there is more than winning and losing tennis matches. It's not as if that was a new revelation; however, I think I lost site of it over the past year. When it's all said and done, everyone finishes at about .500- meaning you'll win as many as you'll lose. And in 100 years, no one is going to look back and say, "I remember the time he won that tennis match..." They will look back and remember only that "he was a man of God." To me, If I had to choose between being the best tennis coach in the history of all of the tennis coaches or being a man of God, I would choose the latter. That's not to say you couldn't be both... And now back to the stars... there were literally thousands of stars visible that night. But there was only one REALLY bright star. And no matter where my eyes wandered to in the sky, they always tracked back to that one bright star. And this should be one of the characteristics of our relationship with Christ- that in the midst of thousands of things vying for our attention, we always turn back to Him. He is the brightest star in the sky. If he is not, let me ask you who (or what) is? And then let me ask you this, is it worth it? When it's all said and done, what are you going to be defined by?
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