The recap of this fall football weekend includes the announcer's summary of big games all over the country. Beneath the hype and heap of players is almost certainly a video replay of a crucial dropped pass, a game-changing play that airs too often to the utter embarrassment of the miscalculating player.
One of the songs of my life comes to mind when I hear them say that he almost had control of the ball, but couldn't hold onto it. Now he gets charged with the dreaded dropped pass.
"Pass It On" by Kurt Kaiser is what is now known as vintage music, believe it or not. It only takes a spark, to get a fire going opens the song that was popular in the 60's and 70's. My children, too, sang it at camp when they were coming along in the 90's, so it has spanned generations.
"That's how it is with God's love, once you experience it. You spread His love to everyone, you want to pass it on..."
When I think on this title, it occurs to me:
Sometimes we choose to pass it on, and sometimes we say, "I'll pass."
We say it in our actions if not in words.
"I'll pass on it." Not interested. Put somebody else in, Coach.
Tiny words shuffled make a big difference. Let's not fumble this one. Pass it on. We will not have a perfect record of completions in this life, but we can hold fast to the faith we've been given. (I know this post is evidence that I've read too many college admission essays on sports as a metaphor for life, but please permit me this one.)
Hold on to instruction, do not let it go;
guard it well, for it is your life Proverbs 4:13.
Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful Hebrews 10:23