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Just Let the Young Man Play

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Tim Tebow is a lik­able guy. As a Chris­t­ian I always get goose­bumps when some­one cred­its their suc­cess to the hand of God. So when­ever I see Tim Tebow play I can’t help but feel a bit of joy! But, then the inevitable hap­pens. I hear politi­cians and radio hosts tak­ing full advan­tage of this oppor­tu­nity by politi­ciz­ing the faith of a sin­cere young man. I get dis­gusted because this is what they do so well. They try to manip­u­late Chris­tian­ity as if it were a wholly-owned sub­sidiary of the Repub­li­can Party.

Then, I hear non­be­liev­ers attack­ing Tebow because they are “dis­gusted” with his open faith. They attempt to dis­credit his pass­ing abil­ity but can’t deny his abil­ity to win. I can’t help but to then come to his defense because I share his faith. Chris­tians, just like fam­ily, will always close rank around each other when one of us are attacked no mat­ter how much we may dis­agree in private!

I don’t know what the Tebow haters dis­like more: the fact that he is a Chris­t­ian or the fact that there are some in  the Repub­li­can Party that are tak­ing advan­tage of his faith. (The lat­ter dis­gusts me more than his faith could pos­si­bly dis­gust an athe­ist.) Clearly there are some non­be­liev­ers and adher­ents of other faiths that dis­like Tebow because he is openly Christian.

I won­der would those who dis­like Tebow would like him more if, instead of being openly Chris­t­ian, he were openly gay. Then, I won­der if those who love him so much because of his faith would like him all the same if he were a reg­is­tered Democrat.

The point is, as Tebow is hav­ing his moment in the sun the omi­nous clouds of pol­i­tics are hov­er­ing over. What’s worse for him, there really isn’t any­thing he can do about it. Those on the left are turned off either by his faith or by the fact that Repub­li­cans prop him up as though they were ready to run him for pres­i­dent. Those on the Right are water­ing down this young man’s sin­cere faith by mix­ing it with their polit­i­cal rhetoric. What is Tebow to do? Sim­ple. Keep win­ning and let the rest of the world fig­ure out what he already knows: he’s a foot­ball player, not a politician.

Pol­i­tics is a dis­gust­ing enough game already. Why ruin foot­ball or Tebow’s Cin­derella sea­son with par­ti­san bick­er­ing. Just let the young man play.

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Gloomy Friday Afternoon

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The sounds of rush hour traf­fic splash­ing through the rain mixed with gen­tle rum­blings of a storm that has since passed over fill the room as my wife tries to feed Ben­jamin. In actu­al­ity, Ben­jamin is try­ing to feed him­self. He’s not coör­di­nated enough to hold the bot­tle; but that lit­tle detail doesn’t deter him from trying.

Deter­mi­na­tion. I know his mother has it, but he had to have got­ten it from me. Deter­mi­na­tion to do some­thing that may be just beyond your abil­i­ties and skills set runs in the Dixon blood­line. It’s why I always went after the girls I knew I couldn’t get. It’s why I chal­lenge peo­ple I’m likely not able to defeat. It’s why I take on more than I likely can han­dle. But really, is that determination?

Maybe it’s insan­ity or a mild case of delu­sions of grandeur. Maybe it’s me set­ting myself up for con­stant failure–a life­time of dis­ap­point­ment. Maybe I shouldn’t allow this Dixon trait to plague me as it did my father who was opti­mistic until his dying breath–and even then I bet he tried beat the odds.

The alter­na­tive is never try­ing because the odds are against us. As osten­si­bly depress­ing as this option appears there is a com­fort in rest­ing in what is certain–never hav­ing to worry if you will suc­ceed because you only attempt what is guaranteed.

Com­fort. Com­fort is where I am now. My bed on a gloomy Fri­day after­noon presents a moment of repose that I rarely get; and although the peace­ful sounds of the rain­drops drip­ping on the con­crete beck­ons me to rest from my usual chaotic and bor­der­line insane drive my deter­mi­na­tion dri­ves me yet again to try what is unlikely and improb­a­ble. And while the sun is wrestling to come from behind the storm clouds I wres­tle with com­fort of com­pla­cency and the pain of persistence.

But there is obvi­ously only one answer here. Just as Ben­jamin will keep strug­gling with the bot­tle until he can hold it him­self, and as the sun will keep fight­ing until it breaks through from the clouds, I will for­ever be per­sis­tent, even though it strips me from ever hav­ing the peace that you find on a gloomy Fri­day afternoon.

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Ten Life Changing Moments eBook

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You can down­load or print this eBook by open­ing the link.

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BpDixon

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Test­ing one two three. I want to see what the big first let­ter really looks like. I have no idea why it has taken me so long to start blog­ging con­sid­er­ing that I have so much to say about so many dif­fer­ent things. Peo­ple are look­ing for some­one to lis­ten to. Why shouldn’t it be me? Why shouldn’t it be you? As much as I have to say, you too have within you the words that oth­ers can only search for. In fact, that’s all we really do as authors; we sim­ply express with words what oth­ers are feel­ing but can­not quite put words too.

And so, this test has turned into my first blog post. Will I leave it here or take it down because it is unpol­ished and rather unfo­cused? Time will tell. But if you are read­ing this, this means time has told. Wel­come to the BpDixon.com!

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