Let me ask you something.

What kind of sadist would enjoy watching people teeter on the edge of collapse at any second?

What sort of sick individual wants to see people fail publicly and dramatically?

In short, what kind of lunatic…

enjoys watching figure skating? 🙂

Truthfully, I’m the type to move into another room when figure skating comes on.  Not because I’m a sports snob — but because I get too nervous.

Why? Think about it:  Everybody who figure skates, from the kid taking their first lesson to the Olympic hero with everything on the line —  Everybody who figure skates falls down.

EVERYBODY FALLS.   Even the best of the best.

There has never been a figure skater who has not bit the dust (ice) on numerous occasions.

That’s why I’ve hated watching it for most of my adult life.  I don’t want to see that!

But recently, I’ve had a change of heart.  Maybe I’ve been looking at it all wrong.

Maybe ice skating is like Christianity.

In Christianity, as in skating, everybody falls from time to time.  Even the best of the best.

It doesn’t matter if you’ve been a Christian for five minutes or for fifty years — you’re still gonna slip up somewhere along the way.

The thing is, if you look only at a person’s sins, you’ll have overlooked some of  the incredible feats of faith they might have accomplished.

Instead of looking at Christianity, you’d just be looking at Sin.

If you treat the falls as if they were center stage in a person’s life, you could lose your appreciation for the triumphs — the triple axles of faith, that mark the great moments of our lives.

I think I’m ready to give figure skating another try.  I’m starting to figure out that a spill on the ice is not the catastrophic embarrassment I’ve made it out to be.

It’s just a slippery patch along the way to Glory!

Go figure 🙂

Have a great week,

Mitch