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If you've watched any coverage of the Olympics, you have heard the name Aly Raisman. You may have also seen and heard of her parents. They are the incredibly nervous duo who hold their breath and move their bodies to Aly's routines. It's precious. It's hilarious. And it solidifies all of our parental craziness.

As I watched Aly's parents, I wondered about their journey. They started on this road just as you or I: taking their precious, chunky, little toddler to gymnastics classes. Little did they know then that they were raising an Olympic athlete. They put one-foot-in-front-of-the-other one-class-at-time taking their sweet little girl to a fun little activity.

They committed to the journey of providing opportunities for their daughter. We all have high hopes and dreams for our children, but rarely do we realize we are raising a future Olympian. We just put one-foot-in-front-of-the-other and keep chugging along.

Isn't that like life? We don't know what the future holds. We have hopes and dreams for ourselves never really knowing for sure how or if we will get there. Too often, we stop after a couple of steps. We lose hope. We lose sight of the dream. The finish line seems to far away or we see someone else cross it before us.

We allow discouragement to run our race instead of faith. Aly's parents didn't know where they would end up when they signed her up for that first gymnastics class. What could you accomplish, what dream could come alive for you, if only you continue to put one foot in front of the other. Don't quit the journey too soon. You may just win a gold medal one day.

"Don’t you realize that in a race everyone runs, but only one person gets the prize? So run to win! All athletes are disciplined in their training. They do it to win a prize that will fade away, but we do it for an eternal prize. So I run with purpose in every step. I am not just shadowboxing. I discipline my body like an athlete, training it to do what it should. Otherwise, I fear that after preaching to others I myself might be disqualified." 1 Corinthians 9:24-25 (NLT)

Love & Blessings,
Meg

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