Celebration

Ok, so I have decided that no more than a few times each month I can write a post about something that I see outside my job that either entertains me or perplexes me, or maybe both, but still relates in a distant cousin kind of way to my job.  I watched the Celtics beat the Lakers last night. It was a pretty good game. The thing that really struck me was how intense these guys get.  2 guys surround Kobe Bryant as he gets off a shot. It goes in and the crowd goes wild. Kobe runs up and down the court letting out a shout of victory like he just killed an elephant with his bare hands. But he didn't.  He did what they pay him to do. He made the shot under pressure. No extra money, that was part of the deal. It seems to be a trend in sports to celebrate after making a great catch in football or making a good tackle, then running around the field by themselves so everyone knows who did it.  So you tackled the guy with the ball. Good. You know that paycheck you get every week in large amounts?
Imagine if we did that in our everyday lives. I am standing in a group of people to pray for a missionary going out to another country. I lead the prayer. Out of everyone in the group that could do it, it was me. I stepped up and made the play. Will everyone know it was me? Right after I lead the prayer for sending a missionary out I leave the group and run around the church yelling at the top of my lungs as my co-workers run after me and tackle me to celebrate.  Well, I guess that does happen in some churches.