Sunday, February 27, 2011

Fruit

He ran down the court with a smile of sheer delight on his face. It had been a long season and now the joy of all the labor was written all over his grin. He pushed his more than tired legs to run up and down for one more game...the all star game. He played like he had all season, as a member of the team. He did not seek glory for himself. He passed, assisted, looked for the open man, and played with a desire to make the team successful. Others grabbed for glory, dancing in front of the crowd when they scored a bucket, but not him. He stayed humble.

I watched with tears in my eyes. The long season had brought forth fruit. In his life and in mine. We had talked, prayed, worked, and prayed some more. He has always been a child who wanted to know the rules so he could try to abide by them. It was hard for him to try and work with some team mates who disregarded rules or expectations and played for themselves. He had to learn discipline of spirit and body and soul. To play in a godly way when others did not. To seek the good of the team when others sought their own glory. To lead through service and example, when others did it through bravado, or demanded recognition. And he demonstrated godliness in game after game after game. He kicked himself if he did not reach his own standards or help the team as much as he wanted. He wrestled with the selfishness of others and their lack of concern. He dealt with inconsistencies in men. And he was the faithful, quiet (okay, maybe not so quiet), servant player of the team. And I was proud of him, game after game. But when God granted him the honor of recognition, I was even more proud of the fruit brought forth in his life. He is a beautiful example of Christ, and by God's grace gave forth the beautiful aroma of Christ in every place he played this season. He is my son and I am so proud of him and give God the glory for it all.

----posted by Queen Lucy

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

A mother's fruit shines through, her efforts were and are not in vain. His representing Christ is because of his mother's representing Christ and showering that love and faith upon her son and teaching him to be Christ like in all that he does. Blessings. YMM

B. Schaefer said...

I agree! This was my thought too watching him play. GLORY TO GOD!

Jan said...

That's wonderful and I believe all your children display the same humility and desire to help others. I have never seen otherwise. :-)