Hard Work

Just read Tim Tebow’s book with my son. (Unfortunately, reading it has not inspired my son to do a minimum of 400 push-ups and 400 sit-ups a day, as Tebow did at the same age.) (Fortunately, reading it has not inspired my son to be a Bronco’s fan. Go Raiders!)

Anyway, I love one of Tebow’s personal mantras:

Hard work beats talent when talent doesn’t work hard
When I was a freshman in high school, I scored the most goals of any freshman on my soccer team. When I was a sophomore, I scored the most of any sophomore. When I was a junior, same thing. And senior, ditto. And it wasn’t because I was more talented. I wasn’t. It was because there was a “kick wall” at the school, and I would spend hours at it every day after school and first thing on Saturday mornings, and all throughout the summer.
Today I don’t use notes while I preach and people comment on how lucky I am to have such a good memory. That’s funny. My short term memory sucks. The reason I don’t use notes is because on Thursday I’m on our stage going through my message, and then I spend lots of Saturday making sure it’s in my head.
Tebow’s got it right: Hard work beats talent when talent doesn’t work hard.