What I love about being able to still play ice hockey at age fifty six is that even if I have a bad game, it still was good day. A bad day on the ice is still better than not playing at all. I’m also grateful that I have a wife who encourages me to still play; she says that she sees the smile on my face and realizes that in those eyes is a little boy who is ten and is in the Stanley Cup finals as he slips one past an unsuspecting goaltender.
But after I leave the ice and I am removing my clothing, skates, and other equipment…which are now all ten pounds heavier from perspiration from the game…my body reminds me that I am actually fifty six going on sixty.
I hyperbolically made a comment that we could probably take them until I saw them hit the ice and then we all realized that we were not as great as we had thought. We were not as fast, young, or as strong as these young players.
These guys were fresh out of college and they were large and fast and reminded us that we were not spring chicks.
Although we were both totally kidding, I would submit that in each of our lives we, at times, think much higher of ourselves than we ought to and forget that rarely do we really get to see how great we are or are not compared to others who have similar gifts, skills, or talents.
The Bible actually tells us that God hates it when we live prideful lives; “God resists the proud, but gives grace to the humble.” (James 4:6b)
In fact it’s one of the seven things that He hates and are an abomination to Him. (See Proverbs 6:16-20)
The Bible exhorts us:
“For I say, through the grace given to me, to everyone who is among you, not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think, but to think soberly, as God has dealt to each one a measure of faith. (Romans 12:3)
Perhaps we; like that ten year old boy in our heads, need to realize that we may not be as great as we think we are and we may not be playing in the Stanley Cup Finals; and that’s OK for we were all so young…
Scripture taken from the New King James Version®. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson. Used by permission. All rights reserved.