I jumped up and down in my living room yesterday.
I screamed at the TV.
I clapped and hollered and nearly chest bumped my husband in my exuberance.
I never get that excited about NFL football. I occasionally watch college football, but only because my man loves Ohio State and I love my man.
So what made me go wild during the Broncos game?
I heard a woman talking on the radio today. She said that while she was happily married, she is so taken by Tim Tebow that when she saw him in a store the other day, she stalked him all through the aisles.
I wouldn’t go that far. I like Tim, but my husband is the only one I’ll ever stalk.
I think I like Tim Tebow for the same reason I liked that guy on X-Factor who was doing his best to stay clean for his little boy. Tim seems to be the real deal—at least, I want him to be the real deal—a guy who walks the walk as he talks the talk.
Maybe I’m just hungry for a hero, for a public figure who loves Jesus and lives it out in his every day life.
Maybe a lot of us are hungry for that.
I read an article today. Gary Shelton of the Gazette, said: “In the end, however, you had to admit this about Tebow. There is something to the kid that goes beyond pretty spirals and staggering statistics. There is an energy to him, a spark, a rare collection of intangibles.”
That spark, that energy, it’s totally Jesus—and I’d bet a gazillion dollars Tim would say the same thing.
Some people are quick to call any football star a hero. And while I think it’s awesome that someone can take a hit or catch a spiraling ball while being run down by massive muscle bound guys, I don’t think that necessarily qualifies for hero status.
But I think standing for faith is heroic.
I think being kind and generous and hard-working (in the midst of harsh scrutiny) is heroic.
I think being aware of his role-model status and humbly reaching out to others – is heroic.
So I find myself cheering for Tim. I cheer for him during the game, but I also cheer for his life off the field.
I long for him to make it, to be one to stand for the long haul. To be the guy who inspires teenagers to be unabashed in their love for Jesus too. To be the man who stays pure and marries the woman of his dreams and has little baby Tims who will love Jesus too.
But you know what God seemed to whisper to my heart as I watched Tim and cheered his football while cheering his faith?
I felt like He reminded me that while it’s great to pray for Tim Tebow and to cheer on his heart for God, I have the same opportunity as Tim. Oh, not to run down a field or throw a spiral or barrel over burly men to score a touchdown (as totally fun as that would be), but I certainly have an opportunity to live my faith every day. To be one to stand strong. To live it out. To walk the walk, talk the talk, dance the dance.
To be the real deal.
We all have the opportunity. People are watching, people are cheering, people long for a hero – to see someone authentic and true.
Why not me? Why not you?
Dare I say it?