You know the saying that a change is as good as a vacation?
Well, I experienced that again the other day.
It was Cohen's first tournament of the year.
We walked through the March snow, both under our feet as well as coming down from the sky. Very different from last year, when the weather was so warm the little kids could play outside in the playground.
The gym was noisy and crowded with kids and adults in their white Tae Kwon Do uniforms. We recognized the judges by their two piece suits and ties, walking around with lists. They separated the different age groups of contestants. The bleachers and rows of red, uncomfortable chairs were filled with proud and expectant parents and grandparents. Little brothers and sisters sat on the floor, close to the roped off rings, waiting for the action to begin.
It was a long wait, and the ladies selling coffee and donuts from Tim's were doing brisk business. But finally the younger kids and lower belt levels were organized. The judges sat down behind their tables, and the air filled with the sound of 'hut, hut'.
When the bleachers got too hard, I walked around, but always ended up again with the small group of parents from our school. We hang out together a lot, just waiting for our kids to finish their lessons, and often end up at the same tournaments, cheering our kids on, and drinking endless coffee.
We had to wait all day for the nunchucks demo from Cohen. When it was finally his turn, most of the crowd was gone. But the masters of the different schools were still there with their older students. Cohen's hand was sore from sparring, but he ignored it. Once he heard the music he went into his own world, and performed a beautiful routine. The applause and cheering were loud in the partially empty gym, and someone called for an encore.
Soon the Pirate's music filled the air again, and we all watched with satisfaction a repeat performance.
When we finally got outside again in the snow, it was like stepping back into the reality of every day life, just like after a vacation.
God has given you great gifts, my son.
Use them for His honour and glory.
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