Here is a quick story…
He heeds the call to go. He runs the route planned out for him. He is open. His arms go up, wanting you to look at him. You see him and you find him because he is where you want him to be. He keeps running, all the while, he is being chased by those who want to bring him down. There you are, clearing his path. They cannot get to him and he reaches the goal. He celebrates where he is now and there you are standing by his side. He embraces you. You celebrate together because you could have done this yourself, but you chose him to be here and he wouldn’t be here without the one who found him.
Is this story about football?
Wow!! And no not about football :)
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