Heroes come in all sizes

For the past few days, my satellite service has been out, due to lack of payment.  So I have been getting my news from the internet.  I ran across a story that wrecked me, but lifted me up at the same time.

Down in Florida, there is a little eight year old boy who has had a rough life.  He has spent more than half of his life battling brain cancer.  Recently, he told his mom he doesn't want her to be mad at him, but he doesn't want to fight the cancer any more.  If that doesn't bring a tear to your eye, you aren't human.

The reason this young man's story came to my attention is because of a guy named Tim Tebow.  I had heard of Tebow, and had heard that he was a Christian, and apparently a devout one.  I have heard that he is catching a lot of shit for his freedom of religion, and that pissed me off, but I didn't look into it any deeper.  I just chalked it up to the sorriness of our media and our public schools, that they haven't turned out more citizens, as opposed to the sorry Bill Maher like pieces of shit who play for the Detroit Lions.

Anyway, after last Sundays game, Tebow was interviewed, and he said the highlight of his week was getting to speak to his hero, Blake Appleton, on the phone.  Then Tebow turned around and left the press wondering who Blake Appleton was.

Young Blake is a tough little man.  This eight year old boy is trying to help his mother come to grips with his own demise.  That is a tough thing for a parent to do for a child, yet here is this boy, helping his mother to understand that it will be alright.  My heart breaks for his parents.

Blake has a facebook page, where people can leave thoughts and prayers for him and his family.  I pray for a peaceful rest of his life, and I pray that his parents can enjoy every minute they get with him.  And I hug my own children just a little tighter.

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Blake-Appleton/222195871564


Tim Tebow isn't the only Christian in pro football, so I don't know why he is catching so much shit for his faith.  A few years ago, Earl Campbell knelt in the end-zone after every touchdown, giving thanks to God.  And even more recently than that, after games, members of both teams would kneel on the field and pray.  Together!  Maybe that's taking things a little too far.  But recently, athletes have been getting away from God. I don't particularly like it.  Anyone that can actually get payed for playing a game should thank God loudly and often.

I was fortunate enough to see this following clip when it aired.  I had never heard of Cam Newton, but I had heard of Bill Maher.  Maher is the piece of shit sitting next to Cam Newton.  Notice the atheist says not a word as this strapping young man gives God the credit for his success.  It was certainly a moment worth seeing, especially since I had watched Maher spew hate for fifteen minutes before Newton came out.



Pray for this little boy, and his family.  And remember, dying isn't so bad, we all have to do it.  It's living that should be done well, and Tim Tebow has helped this little boy enjoy a pretty rough life.  God bless him, and the Appletons.