Admit it. Your mom asked you that.
You probably asked your own kids the same question.
A few moms didn’t.
Their kids grew up to be Olympic divers.
Don’t play with fire.
Runners carry the Olympic torch throughout the world.
Walk, don’t run, when you’re carrying something.
Pole vaulters charge ahead carry sticks. (Did you see the one whose pole shattered into three pieces?!)
Relay races run with batons, too.
Stay on this side of the fence.
Hurdlers plow over everything in their path.
No fighting/hitting/ kicking.
Boxing, judo, wrestling, and all contact sports aren't in that kid's future.
Play nice together.
So these kids listened and grew up to become synchronized swimmers. :)
Keep your hands to yourself.
Have you ever seen underwater shots of what’s going on during water polo matches?
Stop banging that against the garage door.
There went handball.
Better safe than sorry.
Fencing, shooting, archery…
No, you may not have a horse for Christmas or your birthday.
Equestrian events are out.
If we move ahead without fear, what might we accomplish? Walk on water? Raise the dead? Be missionaries in bug-ridden huts? Our Heavenly Father doesn’t instill fears. The real trick is telling whether a hurdle is Satan’s interference or a fence God set so I don’t charge ahead of His will. It’s easier when there’s a clear right and wrong. It’s not as easy when it’s a choice between good, better and best.
Paul wrote about running the race, fighting the fight. He’d gone through the spiritual trials and earned gold. I wanna be like that. I want to get out of the boat, keep my eyes on Jesus and walk on water. No doubts. No fears. How awesome would that be?