Olympic Dreams and Broken Hearts
First, let me say how much I love the Olympics! I love hearing the stories about the athletes and I love seeing all of their hard work pay off. It gives me such pride, not only for our American athletes but for all the athletes- that despite all of our differences we can come together for sports. When the athletes have fallen, or you hear this great story about an athlete and things just don't go their way, my heart breaks for them.. When Nodar Kumaritashvili crashed my heart literally stopped as I said a prayer, knowing that it wasn't going to be good... And when athletes excel and you see all of their hard work come to fruition, my heart rejoices with them ESPECIALLY for the Americans. In my last post, I talked about my excitement for the games. I related my favorite Bible verse to the training that goes into competition, and my grandfather's last written words to me. And there are two performances from this last week that really stand out to me th...