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Football Mom 105 ~ Fire, Fuel, Focus, Finish



So...I love our kids.  Not just my kids.  The kids that I know.  I'm invested.  All in with them.  Our school kids.  Youth group kids.  Our community.  Our coaches.  I believe in them and know that they have what it takes to succeed.

 I have this tendency maybe because of  how I was raised to be herd bound.  Tribe driven.  All in...all the time.  Exhausting is what my husband calls it.  I'm not on the side as a spectator...I'm on the side AS PART OF THE TEAM!

So when I see them hang their head and freeze on the side lines I want to climb over the fence and shake them by their shoulders and kick their butts.  

I want them to somehow see what I see in them!

The fire in my belly for My kids, My families and My church and My Tribe will never ever die!

SO WHAT?  WE NEED!

Fire.   Fire in our belly.  WE NEED FIRE.

Fire in our belly.  
An intense driving compelling desire for something.  

Some of us are born ready to fight and some of us are born going with the flow.  

Nevertheless, we are all born with an desire to succeed...to create and to make our lives count.  

Whether it is natural fight or a fostered desire....fire in the belly has to be flamed and brought out in each of us.

Fire refines and tries.  
Burns off the dross, the impurities and shows our weakness.   

Lays bare and demonstrates the real and the fake.  

Burns away the temporary, the instant, the shallow.  

Reveals the root.  The Heart!

Fire needs three things to burn:  
Fuel. Oxygen. Heat

Fuel.  

Finding our fuel to feed our fire.

Fuel is any material that is capable of releasing energy when its chemical or physical structure is altered. Fuel releases its energy... 

Fuel is energy stored, released, controlled and harnessed.

An important property of a useful fuel is that its energy can be stored to be released only when needed, and that the release is controlled in such a way that the energy can be harnessed to produce work. (Answers)


 Fuel combined with heat and oxygen produces the fire in our belly!

Purpose and Mission and CALLING ESTABLISHED.
Vision.  Clear and Defined.
Belief so strong that nothing will shake it.
Specific Goals.
Focus
Focus:  Focus Like a Laser!

Concentrate. 
Cut the crap.
Prioritize.
Guard Thinking. 

Finish 
STAY IN THE GAME TO THE END

Keep your head up.  Shoulders back.   
Backbone in place.
Fight to the last second.
Fight on the side, in the stands and in the field. 
Endure.
Persevere.
 NEVER GIVE UP!




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