THE SCENE: Partly sunny, temp near 80 degrees.
F3 WELCOME & DISCLAIMER
WARM-O-RAMA:
20 Side-straddle hops, 10 Mountain Climbers, 10 Body Twists, 10 Windmills, Little of This and That
THA-THANG:
Mosey to Stop Sign at Northeast Corner of Admin Bldg. 20 American Hammers.
Mosey north toward perimeter trail and then mosey east to benches at top of Cardiac. 20 Heel Touchers.
Mosey to bottom of Cardiac. We will go back up Cardiac stopping at the following turns to do the following exercises. Then we will come back down to do the same two more times (three times total):
- First Turn: 20 Hello Dollies (four count)
- Second Turn: 20 Bicycle Kicks (four count)
- Third Turn: 20 Decline Merkins
- Fourth Turn: 20 Bench Dips
Mosey from bottom of Cardiac past northern fields batting cages to CMU pile. First, we will do 10 Burpees. Then, each man picks up CMU. We will, as a group, do the following, sprinting to the end of parking lot and back between each exercise:
- 20 Overhead Presses
- 20 Curls
- 20 Rows
- 20 Squats
Mosey to Mini Cardiac. We will Bernie Sanders 2/3 of the way up and then sprint up the rest of the way.
Mosey to Stop Sign at Northeastern Corner of Admin Bldg. 20 American Hammers.
Mosey to AO.
MARY:
20 Buzz Saws, Boat Canoe.
COUNT-OFF & NAME-O-RAMA
Seven men, no FNG’s.
CIRCLE OF TRUST/BOM:
The Trust of a Child
Let the Children Come to Me (Mark 10: 13-16)
13 And they were bringing children to him that he might touch them, and the disciples rebuked them. 14 But when Jesus saw it, he was indignant and said to them, “Let the children come to me; do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God. 15 Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.” 16 And he took them in his arms and blessed them, laying his hands on them.
When I was a boy of about age 5 or 6, I came to the front door of our house, after playing outside, to enter. The door was locked. I rang the door bell but nobody came. I could see my mother through the large front window of our house. It was kind of difficult to see her but she was sitting on the couch. I rang the doorbell again and also knocked loudly but no one answered. I ran to the front window again. My mother was just sitting on the couch. I thought she was ignoring me, shutting me out. I was startled and hurt. How could she not come to the door? Didn’t she love me anymore? I ran in tears to the back yard. I sat out there crying. Maybe she didn’t love me. Maybe she didn’t want me as her child anymore. I was angry, I was dejected, I was dumbfounded. I don’t know how long it took me to go to the front of the house again. This time I banged as hard as I could on the window, screaming for my mother, demanding her to come to the door. My mother had been sleeping heavily and was startled awake by the banging. She quickly walked to the front door, probably in an angry mood because of her son banging on a window. She opened the door and her anger quickly changed to concern. She saw her boy in a state of agony, in despair, his face and shirt wet with tears, his voice blubbering. She took him into her arms and held him close, asking “what’s wrong, what’s wrong.” The boy explained that she had failed come to him and demanded why she didn’t do so? She didn’t react in anger to his demands, understanding the shock of the boy of her not coming, the need to know she cared. She explained she had been sleeping, explained that she would always love him, that she would never intentionally not come to him, that he could always count on her love. We went that night to my favorite hamburger restaurant. We ate together and she bought me an ice cream cone after that. It was special to have that, but what was more special was the knowledge that my mother did love me, that she always did and always would.
God speaks of us coming to Him like children. I believe he wants us to come with that same childlike need that I had then for my mother. He wants us not just to have the faith of a child but the desperate urgency of a child who needs his parent. After all, we do need Him. We need Him desperately. If we have to wrestle with him to make him bless us like Isaac did, so be it. If we have to bang on Heaven’s window, like I, at age 5, banged on the window of my house to make sure I was loved, so be it. I don’t think God will mind too much if you, in utter honesty and desperation, call on Him and demand that he love you, demand your blessing from Him. If your demand comes from your heart, He’s gonna be there.
MOLESKIN:
Prayers for Mr. Jinxy’s co-worker who has lost two friends to suicide this year. Prayers for the family of those who committed the suicides. Prayers to the families of the young person who died this past week in a car accident in Alcoa.
ANNOUNCEMENTS:
3rd F on Saturday, August 10 with Convergence beforehand at the Big Ball.
