I just got back from a men's conference in my city. Something was said that i wanted to share.
A 5 minute video was show of a man and his son competing in a triathalon. The son had suffered from cerebral palsy since his birth, so the father did all the work. While swimming, he pulled his son behind him in a raft. While bike-riding, his son sat in a seat on the front of the bike while the father (probably in his fifties) pedaled away with all his might. In the last event, a race, the father ran while pushing the son in a modified wheel-chair. When nearing the finish-line, the son pumped one of his fists into the air proud of the victory and completion that he had gained. . . all through his father's work.
One brother stood after the video and said with tears in his eyes "The first time I saw this, I thought 'Why's that kid waving his arms in victory? His dad did all the work, he's just along for the ride.' Then I realized, that's me! I'm just along for the ride. My Father's doing all the work while I do nothing."
Aren't we all just along for the ride?
"I am crucified with Christ, nevertheless I live. Yet not I, but Christ liveth in me." - Gal 2:20
