olympic torch.....

We were inspired by their courage,
the determination, might,
The struggle for the glory-
the tenacity to fight.

We felt for them in failure,
flinching when they fell,
Admired them for attempting-
to display their talent well.

We held our breath when scores
teetered on the brink,
Then accepted every outcome-
all over in a blink.

We walked with walkers striding
and spun in gymnasts skill,
Swam marathons and hurdled-
and hoped on every hill.

But did we feel inadequate
while lifted on the heights,
Did we long to be so muscular-
to see the thrilling lights.

Never, ever should we feel so
for brave we are, to race,
Each day we spend in training-
developing in grace.

Hurdling around the track of life,
dancing pirouettes our own,
God, Our Father, Coach-
cheering us along.

We all are winning heroes
when Jesus is our Lord,
For all His might is ours-
He is the great award.

He's placed us on His podium
His wreathe upon our brow,
His wealth adorns our necks-
as before His cross we bow.

Endurance is His gift,
the tenacity, His love,
The lasting gold and silver-
all ours to keep above.


Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems ŠAugust 2012
Poetry From The Heart

Do you not know that
in a race all the runners run,
but only one gets the prize?
Run in such a way as to get the prize.
Everyone who competes in the games
goes into strict training.
They do it to get a crown
that will not last;
but we do it to get a crown
that will last forever.
1 Corinthians 9: 24, 25

Therefore, since we are surrounded
by such a great cloud of witnesses,
let us throw off everything that hinders
and the sin that so easily entangles,
and let us run with perseverance
the race marked out for us.
Hebrews 12:1

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