In this political age, if a news story doesn’t fit the progressive agenda, its either buried in the back pages of a newspaper, overlooked for something more news worthy or skipped completely. Human interest stories are usually saved for the Olympics, great fillers for down time during a broadcast. Thus, many amazing events are never told and forgotten by time.
For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake will find it, Matthew 16:25.
For this very reason, I feel compelled to share a miracle that I witnessed yesterday. Ninety nine percent of the time I watch a sporting event, my main concern is the final score. Did my team win? How did they play? Who is living up to their potential and who’s struggling? Yet, after talking to a couple on the sixth hole at Odessa National, I came to the conclusion that it’s just good to be alive.
Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst,” John 6:35.
As St. George’s played St. Elizabeth in golf, this may be the first time ever in high school history that a cancer survivor played with a teammate who has juvenile diabetes. Quincy battled for his life last year while my son Daniel lived despite having a blood sugar level over one thousand last August. While their journey’s have been different, Quincy’s father taught me an important lesson. Winning or losing isn’t what matters in life. Rather, when you see two boys walking down the fairway together, it’s a blessing to just be alive.
by Jay Mankus