The big game started, and “Mr. Big” wasn't there yet. The poor team was struggling without him, and everyone was wondering where he was. They said, “You just wait. When “Mr. Big” gets here, then we'll start winning, everything will change, and we'll stomp them good.” People waited, but still there was no “Mr. Big.” Finally, after about ten minutes, “Mr. Big” arrived.
He was huge, and the crowd cheered as he ran on to the field. Everyone knew this was a game changer. Everyone knew this was exactly what the team needed. High fives were exchanged by the players in the huddle as the quarterback ordered the play. The players lined up, the ball was centered, and Bam! Crash! went the pads and players. Suddenly the whistle blew, and the play was over. Everyone got up. Everyone, that is, except, “Mr. Big.” There he lay - knocked out cold. “Mr. Big” had not made it one play. The crowd's eyes grew wide open, and a gasp was heard from their lips as the medical cart raced out on the field. Their expectations turned into disappointment, and their once thought hope was being carted toward the locker room.
Hopes and expectations based upon human beings often falls short. The writer is amazed at how many put their greatest trust in that which is frail, limited, and subject to fall. It seems that those with reason would place their confidence in something, someone quite greater than any problem the world could throw their way. Now that would be a game changer. Until tomorrow...Why Say More?
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