the race

This weekend i heard a poem titled the race. It is an inspirational poem that highlights a boys struggle to win a race. And in the end he learns winning is not about beating other kids, it is "to get up each time you fell." This message really struck me. This boy did not fall once. "Three times he’d fallen, three times he rose again." Who says three strikes means your out? There are always more innings, more practices, more games. I believe sometimes we need to fail, so we learn how to fight back. There is an old analogy that people are alot like glass windows. Sure they are beautiful when the mid-day son shines through them, but when the sun is gone and all is dark. Only the windows that have light within will shine.