My son participated in a weight lifting competition today. He truly has been gifted with physical strength. I was grateful that my brother was here to keep my mother company so I could go watch my son in person. I was amazed at how the competitors were able to lift near 3 times their own weight. To me, it was an incredible thing to see. I remembered attending high school and college track meets, which were similar in a way. There were family members and friends there cheering on their people and the others. And there was a lot of waiting for a few moments of action by my son. A couple of his friends were there and it was nice to visit with them too. Of course, it was impressive to see my my son lift that amount of weight. He finished 2nd in his weight division and was pretty happy with what he accomplished.
I Found God today watching the strength of my son.