Friday, September 18, 2015
I Wish I Could Dunk!
I passed by a park yesterday and saw some boys playing basketball. That made me think back to my friends and me playing basketball all the time growing up. Even though I liked football and baseball, basketball was more accommodating because we didn't have to have a whole team to play. In fact, I could play it all by myself. And though I was never much better than mediocre at it, I loved it. And like many little boys, I dreamed of being a NBA player one day. I would love to drive down towards the basket pretending I was going to dunk it while shouting "Kareem!", or "Magic!", or "Jordan!". Oh, I wanted to dunk it so badly. And I just knew one day my growth spurt would kick in, and I would grow tall enough to be able to do it.
Well, the growth spurt did kick in, and I made it to a tad over 6 feet tall...but I still couldn't dunk it. So I figured I wasn't using the right technique, or jumping off the right foot, or coming from the right side of the basket or...I don't know maybe not holding my mouth right or something. I tried it all, and I still couldn't dunk it. So, at some point, I just accepted that others, even some shorter than me, could dunk, but I never would be able to. So I just stopped trying.
I thought about my inability to dunk, then I thought about God's command in 1 Peter 1:16 when He said "Be holy for I am holy!". God knows my heart, and He knows I truly believe in Him, and my desire is to live for Him and to be obedient to Him. But living holy...that's hard. It's not like I don't try, but it's hard. I mean, seems like just when I try to get my act together, my mind goes haywire; or when I get my thoughts in check then my mouth gets out of control. So reaching God's standard of holiness seems as much out of my reach as the inside of a basketball rim 10 feet in the air.
But, I promise God this, unlike my aspirations to tomahawk a ball down the middle, I won't stop striving to live holy. Even though this flesh I'm in is holding me down, and the world I'm in is blocking my shot, I will keep reaching for what seems out of my reach. God is worth it all, and I know that He will bless me in my trying.