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Please check out the amazing story of Rad Martinez, an MMA fighter whose dream of making the UFC is compromised by the round-the-clock care he must provide to his brain-damaged father. Truly selfless.

Pittsburgh Pirates manager Clint Hurdle is a great friend to Faith In The Game, texting us often with thoughts for the day. They’ll be shared periodically on this blog. Here is today’s:

“Where God’s love is, there is no fear, because God’s perfect love drives out fear.” — 1 John 4:18

We fear rejection so we follow the crowd. We fear not fitting in. We fear to blend in. We fear sleeping alone. We fear not being loved. We fear we’re not good enough. But God flushes those fears. Those saturated in God’s love don’t sell out to win the love of others. They don’t even sell out to win the love of God.

“We all need improvement, but don’t need to woo God’s love. We change because we already have God’s love. God’s perfect love.” — Max Lucado

Make a difference today.

Love,

Clint

The Last Lap, by Dan Jansen

The following story is from American speedskater Dan Jansen, as told to moderators Scott Brown and Ben Petrick.

I am the youngest of nine children. When I was a kid, I used to ask my parents the same question over and over: Are we rich?

My father was a police officer. My mother was a nurse. We didn’t have much money. But they would always answer, “Yes, we’re rich because we have nine children.”

At the 1988 Winter Games in Calgary, I came into the 500 meters as the heavy favorite. I’d set a junior world record in the 500m when I was 16, and finished fourth at that distance in the 1984 Olympics.

Normally before a race, you’re thinking about strategy and split times. But as I skated to the starting line, what was in my head was the number 8. That morning, in the early hours before the race, I got word that my sister, Jane, was dying of leukemia. I spoke to her on the phone, but she couldn’t respond. Later I was informed that she had died. There used to be nine, and now there were eight.

Were we still rich?

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