Sunday, November 23, 2014

Lesson Learned: Wrestling verses Our Time on Earth

I'm going to borrow a journal entry from my wife for this post:

Today I attended, with the family, Robbie's first wrestling match.  He has been practicing for a short three weeks.  Robbie has been excited for this new adventure.  Quickly, he found it to be a hard sport, "but rewarding when you get on top," he says.

Today, as I walked into the gym, it wasn't long before I was cringing, gasping, and at times near to tears.  It was hard to see boys bodies go through that much pain and their bodies twisting in harmful ways (from a mom's perspective.)   Our 7 year old Lana, who may come across fearless, has a very sensitive heart and doesn't like to see anyone hurt especially her loved ones.  It wasn't long before we sat down, she was also gasping and shedding a few tears as she watched boys get hurt and cry themselves.  She said, "I don't like this.  Is Robbie going to do this?  I don't want him to."  She was very concerned the whole 3 1/2 hours as we waited for Robbie to wrestle.  In fact, she would go run and play but return to spot out Robbie and make sure he wasn't out on the mat.  She asked me at least 50 times, "Where is Robbie?" 

The time finally came, and Robbie was able to wrestle for his very first time.  It was a great match....from a mom's perspective. Robbie dominated, and he had the boy pinned in less than a minute.  We were all happy.  The girls were on the mat cheering him on and happy for him, too.  Robbie was proud, confident, and smiled. 

His second match was only 5 minutes away.  This one was a little harder.  Robbie had to work harder.  Near the beginning, his opponent lifted him up and threw him down on his back.  It was an illegal move and was given a warning.  Robbie didn't move much and was crying a bit but mostly because it knocked the wind out of him.  The coach went over to him and helped him breathe.  Rob was there giving encouraging words.  Robbie's opponent apologized.  Nana rushed over to make sure he was ok.  On the sidelines, Lana ran over to me and hid her face in my stomach and cried.  She was so concerned.  I was holding back the tears myself.  It wasn't long, and Robbie was up and ready to go again.  He came back with fire and ended up winning the match.  This time, he was happy,  but he was a bit more tired. He really had to put forth more effort for that win. 

Again, his last match came quickly, and he didn't seem to be fully rested.  Lana kept saying she hated the boys Robbie was wrestling against.  She wanted to watch to make sure he was ok, but she couldn't do it. She went over to the bleachers and laid down with a coat covering her eyes.  That wasn't good enough, so she took Clara to go fill up the water bottles in the hall.  I'm glad she left because she would have been scarred to see the next match.  :)  Robbie's opponent was tough, and he knew what he was doing.  He lifted Robbie up threw him down a couple times.  Robbie remained tough.  However, in the second round, he was tiring and his confidence was slipping.  The pain in his eyes and face...I can see right now.  He was struggling and not gaining much ground.  Rather, he was doing everything he could just to keep from being pinned.  With a hard-fought battle, Robbie's opponent finally pinned him.  It was heartbreaking for Robbie.  He cried and was disappointed.  I had to hold back tears.  

I tried to figure out all day why so many boys ended the match crying.  I have never seen so many tears, and I have seen a lot of sports.  My conclusion:  the boys are mentally and physically drained to the point that all they can do is cry.  They worked so hard (and I mean so hard) to get on top and when they didn't... it was a hard thing to take.  Rob also explained it and said, "when you lose, it's like you have been broken....your opponent broke you."  After the match, we tried to tell Robbie how well he did.  Others stopped him and told him he was great.  It was hard for Robbie to hear a compliment when all he could see was the loss.  After 40 minutes in the car, he finally said, "well, I guess I did ok."  We talked about what his coach told him in practice, "you find your weakness and you work on it, and you work on it hard until it is your strength.  Then you move on to your next weakness.."  I  liked that advice. 

Although I am not 100% sold on this crazy sport, I did see some amazing things about wrestling.
1.  The sportsmanship was amazing.  I saw more hugging from the competitors  than in any other sport. 
2.  Team unity.  The whole Wasatch team stayed late to watch Robbie. Realize -he just started to wrestle with them a few weeks ago.  (He was the last one to wrestle for the night....yes it was a long day)  I can't count how many boys came up to Robbie after each match and told him good job. 

Now to turn this into a life lesson. 
*  Life can be great, fun, joyful...especially when things are going our way... when pain is minimal and others around us are happy too.

*  Life can be painful.  It can be physical, emotional, or mentally draining and sometimes excruciating. 

* When we go through these hard times, there are others who are crying and praying for us. (Lana...Mom)  It's not easy to see others suffer. 

*When we are hurt and going through something that keeps us on the ground and unstable, there are people all around who love us, and who are only an arm length away.  They are ready to help us "breathe", to give us encouraging words.  We just need to know they are there and allow them into our lives.  Heavenly  Father has placed them there to help us and show us His love.

*Living a great life takes works, dedication, and endurance.  It has setbacks.  But with the right mindset and with "faith" we can move forward....working out our weaknesses until they are our strengths. 

*Life is much better when we are kind and when we have good sportsmanship to everyone around us. :)

*We should be unified as a family, a ward, a community....support each other, cheer each other on, respect one another. 

*Satan wants to break us. He wants us to feel broken. He wants us to feel worthless.  He wants us to think there is no way to get back on top.  He wants us to be sad, disappointed, and unsure of ourselves. However, Our  Savior loves us unconditionally and wants us know and feel His love every second of every day.  He suffered every pain and emotion in the garden of Gethsemane.  He knows very well the pain and sorrow we feel in our lives.  After the sorrow and pain, comes Joy and Happiness if we turn to Him.   We can have Hope and Love because of Him. 

*Amazing what you can learn and apply to life.....The sport of wrestling proves to be comparable to
 "Life Here On Earth."

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

An Honor Like No Other

Christ suffered something unimaginable in Gethsemane.  After Gethsemane, he was whipped and scourged 40 times, which alone, was sufficient to kill. After being weakened and mocked, a crown of thorns was placed upon his head.

After suffering what no human could survive in Gethsemane, after the agonizing Roman lashings, and after a crown of thorns was placed on his head, he was expected to carry his cross to Golgotha.

In his weakened state, he didn't have the strength remaining to bear the entire weight of the cross. Imagine being in that crowd and seeing him stumble and fall. From the gazing crowd, a traveler named Simon, from Cyrene, was chosen to help the Savior carry his cross.

What an honor and privilege it would be to step out and be the one to briefly relieve the Lord’s suffering in that terrible moment of pain. Imagine what an honor it would be, to be the one person in all of history, who literally helped the Son of God carry his burden and his cross.

If I were to go back in time, would I be the one to step forward?


As I ponder this experience, I certainly hope that if I had been there, then I would have stepped forward to take an honorary place in history and be the one person who helped carry the cross of our Lord.