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Welcome to the “Peak Performance” section of
Cross Training.
It is my prayer that you will find encouragement, motivation, and
real-life connections here that you can carry with you throughout your
season. The coaches at
Victory want you to perform at your
peak - physically, emotionally, and spiritually – each of these
areas is vitally important as an athlete and a Christian.
Check back with “Peak Performance” every couple of weeks to read
devotions that will help you stay sharp in all of these areas.
PEAK PERFORMANCE 8
“Serve Deep”
by Shelley Small
The serving game in volleyball has changed a great deal over the
years. A few years back,
it didn’t matter too much if you missed a serve.
Besides the obvious blow to your momentum, a missed serve
only resulted in a side out.
Serving is more aggressive now, and it can set the pace of a game in
a hurry. It can be an
offensive weapon and a defense destroyer.
Still, it may not be the most significant part of volleyball,
but serving is one of the most crucial parts of our Christian walk.
The ultimate Servant role model is Jesus Christ.
Matthew 20:28
says, “. . . just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but
to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.”
To our earthly eyes, seeing the King of Kings in the role of
a servant might be odd.
That’s who He is, who He wants us to be. . . and certainly who He
was on the cross.
One of the many servants and heroes of September 11 was a young man
named Welles Crowther.
After a jet flew into the South
Tower, Welles was determined to save as
many people as he could.
For 76 minutes, the former lacrosse player from Boston College (who
spent much of his time on the field feeding the puck to other
players so THEY could score) gave orders to people he didn’t know,
reassuring them that he could lead the way to safety.
As he ran in and out of the building delivering people down
and out of the stairwells, he didn’t have any protection against the
smoke and fumes of thousands of gallons of burning jet fuel except
his signature red bandana.
Ever since Welles was a little boy, he had carried a red
bandana. It helped him
immensely as he made his way down from the 104th floor, grabbing
shocked and frightened strangers along the way, and even carrying an
injured woman on his back down 15 flights of stairs.
Welles made the ultimate sacrifice that day, helping others
live as he lost his life.
Our opportunities to be servants
aren’t typically as intense or life-threatening.
We do have daily chances to live and serve like Jesus though
-- especially as athletes.
If you want to see a real-life example of servant hood -- one
that you could learn from and imitate, look no further than Victory
Coach Mike Laughlin. The
man lives to serve, seeking out opportunities to do so before ever
being asked. He’s the
first to respond, and the last to take credit (I didn’t ask his
permission to write about him -- I thought I’d just ask for
forgiveness!). He does
everything without being asked, from cleaning up other team’s messes
to filling the gap whenever and wherever it may be.
Mike Laughlin has a sincere servant’s heart and daily lives
the “I’m Third” lifestyle:
God first, others second, I’m third.
2 Timothy 2:21 says, “So if anyone purifies himself from these
things, he will be a special instrument, set apart, useful to the
Master, prepared for every good work.”
Being a servant in today’s selfish, “me first” world can
certainly set you apart.
Servant hood goes against the very direction our society points us
in. Dare to be different
– dare to serve . . . and to serve deep.
A
Christmas Message
by Shelley Small
Joy
Williams - Here With Us
When Caesar Augustus demanded that a census be taken,
people had to travel many miles to the towns in order to register.
Joseph left Nazareth for Bethlehem, for he belonged to the house and
line of David. He went there
to register with his wife-to-be, Mary, who rode sidesaddle on a donkey
for nearly 85 miles. Bethlehem was packed, and by the time Mary and
Joseph straggled in, there wasn’t a room for miles.
One innkeeper saw what shape Mary was in and offered a bit of
privacy, if they could handle the other four-legged guests who would be
sharing their room.
They entered the city unnoticed.
They entered a barn without even a glance from passersby.
What was about to take place in that barn should have garnered
the attention of every single person – from rulers to peasants, farmers
to high-ranking government officials, but no one seemed to notice.
Mary was in the midst of contractions and carrying
out her promise to God.
Joseph was concerned, exhausted, and ready to fulfill his role, too.
Neither one of them complained about their location or their
circumstances. Jesus was
coming.
Through Mary’s excruciating contractions and labor,
He did, indeed, come. His
arrival, however, seemed rather ordinary.
The following excerpt is from Ken Gire’s book, Moments With
the Savior:
And so, with barely a ripple of notice, God stepped
into the warm lake of humanity.
Without protocol
and without pretension.
Where you would have expected angels, there were only flies.
Where you
would have expected heads of state, there were only
donkeys, a few haltered cows, a nervous ball
of sheep, a tethered camel,
and a furtive scurry of curious barn mice.
Not much fanfare for the King of Kings.
A handful of shepherds got the newsflash, as did three foreigners
who managed to look up and follow an unusually brilliant star.
In 2007, we have enough fanfare to cover all that
went unnoticed in Bethlehem
that silent night. Ours is
one wrapped in commercialism and all that is quite the opposite of the
celebration of Jesus’ birth.
Here is a prayer that might help us all to reconnect with the one true
meaning of Christmas:
Dear Jesus,
Though there was no room for you in the inn, grant
this day that I might make abundant room for
you in my heart.
Though your own did not receive you, grant this hour that I may
embrace you with
open arms.
Though Bethlehem overlooked you in the shuffle of the
census, grant me the grace, this
quiet moment, to be still and know that
you are God. You, whose only
palace was a stable, whose only
throne was a feeding trough, whose only
robes were swaddling clothes.
On
my knees I confess that I am too conditioned to this world’s pomp and
pageantry to recognize God
cooing in a manger. Forgive me.
Please. And help me understand at least some of what your birth
has
to teach – that divine power is not mediated through strength, but
through weakness; that true greatness
is not achieved through the
assertion of rights, but through their release; and that even the most
secular
of things can be sacred when you are in their midst. And for those times when you yearn for my fellowship
and stand at the door and knock, grant me a special sensitivity to the
sound of that knock so I may be quick
to my feet.
Keep me from letting you stand out in the cold or from ever
sending you away to some stable.
May my heart always be warm and inviting, so that when you do
knock, a worthy place will always be waiting . . .
(Ken Gire’s Moments With the Savior)
Merry Christmas, Victory Family.
PEAK
PERFORMANCE 7:
"Center Stage"
by Shelley Small
In high school, I was asked on more than one occasion
to list the top priorities in my life.
Like a good kid, I knew exactly what to write.
God, family, friends, school, sports – I wasn’t exactly sure what
all that looked like, but I knew my list was “correct.”
I found out my senior year that while God was at the
top of my list, He
wasn’t really at the top of my
game.
If I’d been a little wiser and more spiritually
mature, I would’ve been able to see that I used God when it was
convenient, rather than putting Him in the center of
each area in my life.
I was all about sports in high school.
“What’s your favorite sport?” people would ask.
“What season is it?”
I would answer. I lived and
breathed working out and competing – especially in volleyball.
My high school has always had a strong volleyball program, and my
senior year was the strongest it had ever been.
We had the chance of a lifetime to make it to the state
tournament in Austin that year, and we were more than
confident that we’d do it. I
couldn’t imagine anyone working any harder than we did to achieve
success. Our practices would
begin each morning at 5:45, and if our coach was feeling
particularly generous, she might let us go by 9:00 so we could get cleaned up for class.
She pushed us to the edges of ourselves and sometimes intimidated
us, scaring us into winning.
We did experience losing a match here and there – those bus rides home
were lessons in “How to Get Close to God in a Hurry,” but the “morning
after” practices were enough to make us want to switch sports.
By the time the district season was over, we had built a winning
momentum that we knew would take us right down I-35 to
Austin.
We had a few obstacles to get past in the meantime.
The first one was a district championship playoff game with
Nimitz
High School.
We’d had a long-time rivalry with this team, and we couldn’t wait
to face them before advancing in the playoffs.
Our practices had gotten even more intense and grueling, but it
was paying off. On the day
we were to meet Nimitz, our principal called us all down to his office.
He was a loyal fan of ours, and we loved to make him happy.
We walked as a united team (with the exception of one teammate
who was missing for some reason) to his office, anticipating his
pre-game speech, that he’d tell us how proud he was, and that he’d
promise to be in the stands that evening.
But his office was dark and had a heavy feeling to it when we
walked in, his face distraught and tense.
This sure didn’t feel like the pep talk we were expecting.
He said he had some bad news.
I remember thinking, “How bad could it be?
Just tell us and let’s move on.
We’ve got a game to win.”
After pausing and trying to choose the right words, he informed
us that he and our coach had been looking through academic records that
day, and they had found something that wasn’t right.
As I looked around at my teammates, I noticed that nothing was
registering with any of us.
“Girls, we have found an ineligible player on the team.
We will have to forfeit all the matches she played in.”
Still attempting to make this whole scene “OK,” I desperately
tried to figure out how much this girl had played.
It hit us all at the same time:
we’d been so far ahead in all of our matches, this player managed
to get into every single game, if only for a point or two.
In less than thirty seconds, our season was over.
Our high school careers were finished.
The dream that the seniors had been chasing for three years was
pulled right out from under us. As
an eighteen year old who had poured my entire heart and body into
volleyball, this was utter devastation.
In fact, I was unable to even speak about it for the next five
years.
Why would God allow this to
happen? I was a good kid – I
went to church and youth group and Young Life and Campaigners and FCA.
My priority list was right, wasn’t it?
I didn’t drink or party.
In fact, my friends would always drop me off first on Friday
nights. My morals were high,
my standards were solid, and I’d only gotten in trouble once (that’s
another story
J).
What else did He want?
About six years later, I figured out what He had
wanted. As I stood on a
stage in Kerrville, Texas,
preparing to speak to about 500 college athletes at an FCA conference, I
realized that this devastating event would be a big part of my
testimony. God hadn’t wanted
to be at the top of some useless priority list, only to be called upon
when the score was tied in a tight match or when I thought I couldn’t
run one more sprint at 6:15 in the morning.
God wanted to be in the center of EVERY SINGLE PART OF MY LIFE.
He wanted to be the foundation of my family and my friendships,
the center of the choices I made on Friday nights and the only One in
the stands during wins AND losses.
He wanted to be my reason for playing and not the last resort if
my team was behind. He
wanted – and deserved to be – center stage in my life . . . in every
single area of my life.
Matthew 6:33
says, “But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all
these things will be given to you as well.”
When we really and truly put God first in everything we are
and do, the blessings He will give us will be more than we could
ever hope for.
PEAK
PERFORMANCE 6:
"My Commitment
as a Christian Athlete"
by Allie Rankin, 17 Elite
It’s my honor and privilege to step aside for this next Peak Performance
and have you all see the heart and the talent of one of our own players,
Allie Rankin. Allie plays on
our 17 Elite team, and as you’ll see in her devotional which follows,
she shows the true core of
Victory Volleyball Club.
We’re so proud of Allie’s contributions on and off the court, and so
thankful that she has allowed us to understand her passion for being a
Christian athlete. Thanks,
Allie!
My Commitment as a Christian Athlete
"Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we
profess, for he who promised is
faithful.
And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward
love and
good deeds."
Hebrews 10: 23-24
"So do not throw away your confidence; it will be richly
rewarded. You need
to persevere so that when you have done the will of God, you
will receive
what he has promised. For in just a very little while, "He
who is coming
will come and will not delay." Hebrews 10: 35-37
Hebrews 10: 19-38 Calls us to persevere in Christ Jesus and
so we are called
to persevere as athletes in His name.
We are called to have confidence and spur our teammates on.
Therefore as a Christian Athlete.
I am part of the fellowship of the team.
I have Holy Spirit Power.
The game has begun.
I have stepped onto the court.
The decision has been made.
I play for Him.
I won't look back, let up, slow down,
stop pedaling, or be still!
I am finished and done with slow movement,
heartless dreams, smooth knees, tamed passion,
silence, weakness, selfish ambition, and
small aspirations.
I no longer need glory, fame, or
popularity. I
play for the One
and His team. I
don't need to be recognized for my achievements, but
I achieve none the less.
I play for Him
and for the team.
I lean on my girls,
my sisters, and prepare with prayer.
I am ready! I believe as I reach for
the prize, knowing the goal extends
past today.
Though the road is long and
sometimes rough, we know our mission is clear.
Our heart and our dreams cannot be
compromised, lured away, turned away,
or delayed. It's
GAME DAY! I will execute and not expect less than the best from them.
I will not hesitate or ponder at the pool of self
righteousness or of past mistakes.
I WON'T STOP! I won't give up, shut up, let up until I have
passed up, set up, stayed up, prayed
up, and played up for the cause of Christ and OUR TEAM!
I am a Christian Athlete.
I play until the end, give until I drop, pass to the spot,
set and never stop, and
I hit to see their jaws drop! And when they see us play,
they will know us by our DESIRE, our HEART,
Our LOVE, and our WILL to WIN FOR HIM!
- Allie Rankin
PEAK
PERFORMANCE 5:
"Run the Race"
by Shelley Small
 No
one ever sets out in a race to lose – no one intentionally sets herself
up for failure. But have
you ever taken part in something where you didn’t give your COMPLETE
effort? Maybe it was a
scrimmage or a practice, a local tournament or even a national qualifier
– or maybe it was even a conflict with a teacher or friend.
 Seeing the outcomes of those situations might make you wish you
could do them over again.
You might go for that ball that dropped just outside your reach, you
might warm up a little more intensely; maybe you’d put in a few more
minutes of preparation for that test or speak more kindly to your
friend. If we could just
see ahead to what our actions produced, I imagine we’d all do many
things a whole lot differently.
God has put us in this race called “life,” not to watch us stumble and
fall, but to be our coach every step of the way.
We are to “run with perseverance the race marked out before us.”
That’s a mighty task, but one that God has fully equipped us to perform.
We don’t always get a second chance in life like we might in a
volleyball match, so we need to approach each day as a race
–
running in
a way that shows our total effort and commitment in EVERYTHING we do.
In volleyball, we are called to play to honor God and give
“all-out” effort on every ball:
TOTAL RELEASE.
I Corinthians 9:24-27 says:
Do
you not know that those who run in a race all run, but only one receives
the prize?
Run in such a
way that you may win.
And
everyone who competes in the games exercises self-control in all things.
They then do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an
imperishable. Therefore I
run in such a way, as not without aim; I box in such a way, as not
beating the air; but I buffet my body and make it my slave, lest
possibly, after I have preached to others, I myself should be
disqualified.
  In other words, expend all your energy and all your efforts in
everything you do. Play in
a way that sets you apart from others.
Your rewards on earth will be special, but your rewards in heaven
will reach far beyond anything you could imagine.
When I was at Baylor, I wrote a song to all the athletes there who were
involved in FCA. It was
called “Run to Finish.”
The race started
The minute you said “go”
The day you opened up your heart to Him
Now everybody’s watching
It’s a long, hard road ahead
But you’ve got the drive, you’ve got the desire
So run that race for Him
Fix your eyes on Jesus
Don’t you ever look down
Break through those barriers of sin
Jesus endured the cross
And we can endure the trials
Run the race
Run to finish
No one said
That it would be easy
The narrow road is the harder one, you see
The finish line
Seems almost unattainable
But He’ll give you the strength
He’ll light your way
So give it all you’ve got
Fix your eyes on Jesus
Don’t you ever look down
Break through those barriers of sin
Jesus endured the cross
And we can endure the trials
Run the race
Run to finish
 It’s
crunch-time for most of us. We’ve all seen goals reached and some we’re still reaching for.
We’ve got to leave everything on the court when we play, and have
NO regrets.
With a few
weeks to go, let’s all play to win, honor God, and run that race with
endurance and perseverance.
PEAK
PERFORMANCE 4:
I'm a Believer
by Shelley Small
A few years ago, there was a rag-tag group of softball players who were
struggling through another season of losses.
They were the first team to participate in the fast-pitch program
at their 5A high school, so they were competing against more
experienced, well-established teams across the area.
The majority of these players hadn’t played fast-pitch for long;
in fact, some of them hadn’t even been in athletic programs at all.
Their coach was in the same boat they were:
she had been a college volleyball player and coach and had only
played fast-pitch softball a few times.
The school and the community had been waiting for years to start
a fast-pitch program, and the expectations to succeed were high.
Needless to say, there were many people who were less than
excited to know that a former volleyball player was taking the helm as
the softball coach.
While losing most of their games the first two seasons, the coach and
her players learned a great deal and challenged each other to take a
step forward, even in defeat.
The coach never stopped encouraging her players.
She motivated them to reach beyond their potentials, pushed them
to work out in bitter cold weather when all the other outdoor teams had
gone home, made them participate in weight training and work on
cardiovascular endurance when they didn’t understand the point, and
believed in them even when their parents and the community wouldn’t.
She assured them that they could beat ANYONE.
While that seemed a little crazy at first, the players gradually
began to believe her. They
adopted the story of David and Goliath and prided themselves on being
the “Davids” of the district.
They relished their role as the underdog, and by the end of that
second season, they were gaining a confidence that would pick up steam
and momentum through the following season.
“Expect to Win” became the motto for the third season – the senior year
for many of the team members.
They didn’t just HOPE to play well or not be embarrassed; they
didn’t just HOPE to come close to beating the good teams; they EXPECTED
to win every single game, even if they were the less talented team.
What they lacked in talent, they made up for in hard work,
positive attitudes, and unselfish character.
With the countless hours of training in the weight room, the
miles around the track, the practices on the windy, cold field in the
dead of winter, this team had sacrificed a great deal and were beginning
to silence the line of critics who surrounded the program like a chain
link fence. More
importantly, they were proving to themselves that they really were
winners!
When it was all said and done, that bunch of recreational softball
players worked their way from being the doormat of the district to
playing in the 5A Regional Semifinals, ranked 9th in the
state of Texas.
They didn’t get there by some miracle or fluke.
They got there by believing in themselves and each other and by
taking to heart the positive words of encouragement from their coach.
They became a TEAM who lived by this quote:
“A group becomes a team when each member is sure enough of
herself and her contributions to praise the skills of others.”
If you’ve ever had a bad game, or played a much stronger, more talented
team, or if you’ve ever felt your team’s mistakes spiraling out of
control, try the one thing that doesn’t take any skill:
ENCOURAGEMENT. Paul
encouraged the Corinthians, even when their behavior didn’t warrant it.
Jesus encouraged Noah to keep building, even when there wasn’t a
cloud in the sky. In
Jeremiah 29:11, Jesus encourages us, too:
“I have good plans for you, not plans to hurt you.
I will give you hope and a good future.”
That’s the greatest encouragement we could ever receive.
Stay positive. Encourage
each other, even if you don’t feel 100%.
Be a believer – in yourself and in your teammates, no matter what
the scoreboard says.
“Great thoughts coupled with intense actions produce unbelievable
results.” Just ask those
softball players.
PEAK
PERFORMANCE 3:
Winning and Losing
by Shelley Small
Our whole society revolves around winning and losing.
Elections, lotteries, Super Bowls, scholarships, games,
entertainment awards, popularity contests and reality shows . . . if you
win, you’re a success; if
you don’t, you’re a failure. In volleyball, nobody ever started a match for any other reason but to
win.
However, ANY team risks
failure by entering the contest in the first place.
Some athletes play it safe:
they play to NOT LOSE – to just maintain.
This philosophy makes them think that they’ll never be losers,
but they do remain very average, very mediocre.
Sometimes a team has to suffer a number of losses in learning what it
takes to win. If in the
process of losing, they LEARN their weaknesses and learn areas that need
to be strengthened, as they continue to work these areas each week, they
will improve and not stay “average.”
The characteristic of a winning team is this:
a group of players who are willing to lose everything, playing
with reckless abandon – with all they have – to lose themselves that
their team might win. Nobody
can perform like that and still remain average.
God does not want us to do anything in a “lukewarm” or average manner,
including the way in which we compete.
 In Colossians 3:23, we are called to “work at it with all your
heart, as for the Lord and not for men.”
In other words: Play
to WIN. Don’t play to NOT
LOSE. The skills will come.
The offense will click, and the defense will soon work like it’s
designed to, but in the meantime, play unselfishly and don’t be
satisfied with being average.
“What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing
greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost
all things. I consider them
rubbish that I may gain Christ.”
Philippians 3:7-8
In reality, there is definitely a great deal more at stake than just
winning a match, but while we’re here let’s be the kinds of athletes
that exemplify how God wants us to compete in life.
Peak Performance 2:
“Live Out Loud”
by Shelley Small
There’s a catchy song that Steven Curtis Chapman wrote a few years ago
called, “Live Out Loud.”
It’s one of those fist-pumping, acoustic guitar-driven tunes that you
can’t shake out of your skull.
Being a musician, I often “listen past” the lyrics to the
instrumental parts of songs, but these words caught my attention.
We live in a loud society, turning up the volume on dials all around us
to drown out the noise of something else.
We can’t pull up to a stoplight without feeling the pulsating
bass of the stranger’s stereo in the car next to us.
Television advertisers make sure that their commercials will be
several decibels louder than the regular program that’s being watched at
the time. Ipods and cell
phones are permanently attached to people’s ears.
It’s noisy around here!
What if we actually tried to
LIVE out loud? What if our
actions spoke louder than our words?
The Bible tells us that listening and doing are two actions that
go hand in hand. James 1:22
says, “Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves.
Do what it says.”
James goes on to say, “. . . faith by itself, if it is not accompanied
by action, is dead,” and “. . . a person is justified by what he does
and not by faith alone.”
You have an incredible
platform on which to “live out loud.” Being an athlete allows you
countless opportunities to show your true
colors through your actions
and your words. If you pray
in your huddles before a match but taunt the other team when you put a
ball away, the consequence of your actions has taken a distant second to
your own glorification. If
you listen to your coaches
during Cross Training, only to give 50% of
your effort in practice, your actions ARE speaking loudly – but what
message is being sent? If
you’re not out on the court during a match and you think you should be,
do you pout at the end of the bench or continue encouraging your
teammates? To really find
out how you “live out loud,” examine the way that you react in a heated
or uncomfortable situation.
There is an old song that says, “You’re the only Jesus some will ever
see.” I don’t know about
you, but that’s a pretty humbling thought to me.
We only get one chance for a first impression.
An official may only call one Victory match all season.
What impression would you like to leave on her or him?
Another person’s impression of a Victory team or coach or parent
should be a positive one that stays with him or her for a long time.
James Kent said: “Nothing is so potent as the silent influence of
a good example.” Our “silent
influences” should speak VOLUMES about our Christian walks.
Like the Steven Curtis Chapman song says:
“Wake the neighbors – Get the word out
Come on – Crank up the music, climb a mountain and shout
This is the life we’ve been given – Made to be lived out
So LIVE OUT LOUD!”
Live to Win!
Shelley Small
Peak Performance 1:
“Dare to Be Different”
by Shelley Small
December 27, 2006
It’s
almost time. After a short
Christmas break, it will soon be time to take the court in a Victory
uniform. What does that
mean? What’s the big deal?
The big deal is this:
when you signed on as a Victory player, you signed on to be
“different.” You committed
to play volleyball this season with a cross on your back.
Each
one of you is part of the Victory program for a reason.
You may have no idea what that reason is right now – you may be
here to improve and play at a higher level for your high school team or
to go on to play college ball, or maybe just to enjoy the sport of
volleyball while developing some friendships along the way.
For whatever reasons you are here, you’ve got some
responsibilities to keep in the front of your mind.
If
you didn’t know it at tryouts, you surely know it now:
Victory dares to be different than any other clubs in the
country. It is our prayer
as a staff that you dare to be different each and every time you step on
the court and that you keep in mind that the cross on your uniform gives
you special opportunities to be an example and a witness to those who
you compete against.
To
set yourself apart from players on other clubs, remember that you are to
be a light – an example – to everyone in the gym.
Players and coaches alike will have their eyes on you and your
reactions to all kinds of situations on and off the court.
Don’t look at this as added pressure that you should feel.
It’s a unique and special opportunity that will make other
coaches and players say, “What’s that team all about?
What makes them different?”
Things won’t always go your way during matches, but your
reactions to adversities of all kinds will go a long way in being an
example to others. If an
official makes a bad call and you react in disgust or anger, what makes
you any different from any other player in that gym?
If an opposing player taunts you after putting a ball away, how
will you react? If you
don’t get to play as much as you think you should, how could you make a
positive difference and add something to your team?
II
Corinthians 5:20 tells us to be “ambassadors for Christ.”
That’s what we are here at Victory.
We can’t be ambassadors unless we are always conscious of Who we
are playing for and how we should react to various situations.
God has blessed you with a great deal of talent.
As we get ready to kick off our season, it’s time to focus on how
best to use it to glorify Him.
Be a spark on your team – be the constant encourager who never
gives up. Remember:
there will be people in every gym who will have their eyes on
you, so dare to be different.
Live to Win!
Shelley Small
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