I have a confession to make. In high school I wasn't exactly the best in P.E. I was picked strategically for basketball games...until people figured out "tall" didn't mean "good". And I always had friends to walk, er, run with during our mile warm-ups. Ok, ok, I wasn't that bad - I'm just not all that athletic.
One particular memory of high school sports was standing in the outfield -wayyyy out field - during a game of softball. The game was going for quite some time and, finally figuring the ball was never going to come my way, I drifted off in my own world of thought before thinking, "Wouldn't it be crazy if someone actually hit the ball out here, right to me?" And guess what happened. THEY DID! I looked up to see the softball flying through the air, riding on the wind, headed straight for my outstretched glove- and then the blazing sun blinded me, and the ball landed somewhere beside me. Yup. That's my experience with high school sports. But there was this one time...
We were in the in-between season of sports. Not time for football. Not time for volleyball (which I am actually decent at). And not time for basketball. This was time for archery. On first glance I thought - archery? How boring! And boring it was, until we started shooting. Shot after shot I did pretty well, almost always hitting the target, and quite often near the bullseye. After a few weeks as we were nearing the end of our archery time, we had a shooting contest. We backed far away from the targets to see who could shoot the arrow from across the field. We went through the whole class, one at a time - a few hitting the target, and everyone else hitting the grass. And then it was my turn. I drew the arrow back. I pointed the arrow into the sky, and I shot. The arrow curved in a graceful arc (no really) and fell down right on the target - I HIT IT! It was a perfect shot!! To this day I have no clue how that actually happened, except God may have had mercy on my poor athletic skills and helped me out.
So what does this have to do with anything? Well... We're getting into the Fall season. It is the time where things slow down, the summer party has ended, and holiday parties are around the corner. Things get slow, we settle down, and before we know it the new year will be here. So my point to ponder here is... are you on target? We have 3 months left until the end of the year. Almost 100 days. Are you on target with the goals you hoped to accomplish by now? And how much closer can you get to them in the next 100 days? It's just a thought. So often I cop out and just quit at this point, waiting for January to make another set of New Year's resolutions and goals for the year that I don't quite reach. But why not keep going? Why not recharge and charge on, now? Just do it. You can do it. Hit the bullseye.
