Something changes when an object becomes yours. Many people talk about riding a Harley. When one actually rides a Harley, you can hear the difference, you can feel the difference, you know the difference! No matter what age a person is, when something is her/his, things change.
Two young boys joined me in the elevator yesterday. Both were coming from an organized football game. They were in red and black uniforms. Their football shoes were in their hands and both were working a ball with their feet. As I watched their eyes, it was clear to see that they were living proof of a unspoken truth. When a child has a football, nobody can take it from them, even their older brother.
Given the big came coming up Sunday in the English Premiere League, I asked if they supported either team. The youngest turned with great pride. Manchester United. This is the championship game!
“Wow. Yes, it likely is. I suspect this game will determine who wins the league. I supported Chelsea. As much as I love them, the game could go either way.”
The quietness settled as we accelerated upwards. With the pause fading, the older boy turned towards me with steel in his voice – “I support Chelsea.”
Enough said.
These boys did not care about the hype. They seem to love being brothers. In this context, each had his team. Nothing was going to deter them from their loyalty, confidence, and hope.
It could be an object, idea, or belief. When someone owns it, everything else moves to second place. Said another way, “If this was my own idea of just another way to make a living, I’d expect some pay. But since it’s not my idea but something solemnly entrusted to me, why would I expect to get paid?” (1 Corinthians 9.17)
I know I can lose objects. They can be taken from me. Ideas and beliefs are mine. Others can create doubts. It is possible to bring better ideas. In all circumstances, our freedom ensures we can hold our ideals and memories.
