I have noted that the Atlanta Falcons have their season opening this weekend, against the Philadelphia Eagles. It will do so without the prospect the Eagles added this spring as a third quarterback, albeit it was on the practice squad only for five months.
Eagles coach, Chip Kelly, stated “He [Tebow] just needs to get more playing time.” Let’s examine the man in question.
His parents met and married while at the University of Florida in 1971.
He is the youngest of five children, all of whom were homeschooled. Tim was born in August, 1987, in the Phillippines, where his parents were missionaries. When the family later lived again in Florida, it was a state rule that homeschoolers could play sports on any public school team and this is how Tebow got started in sports.
He decided he wanted to play for Urban Meyer’s Florida Gators football team and accepted an athletic scholarship to attend here. He was also the first homeschooled athlete to be nominated for the Heisman Trophy, and being the first college sophomore to do so in 2007. He has a dozen more awards which I will just allude to here.
He played with the Denver Broncos, 2010-2011, the New York Jets, 2012, the New England Patriots, 2013, worked as a broadcaster in 2014, and went to the Eagles from April, 2015 to September, 2015.
I know – Tim Tebow has nothing directly to do with Fayette County, but in a way, he has to do with me. As a single parent, it seemed I would work for a company for 4 to 5 years, and then be let go for one reason or another.
Raising children is work itself, and being without a salary does not help. I know what it’s like believing in yourself, believing you always do a good job, and yet get bandied about.
I know what it’s like to be told how smart you are, to win awards, and be told that probably you’ll be a CEO of a large company some day. Life decided otherwise.
Yes, Tebow was criticized for publicly showing his Christian faith, but at least he’s never lost it. Other than going to church, I have never publicly shown my Christian faith, but it has remained resolute. Even when my last boss, knowing it was my high five quarters before applying for Social Security, would only give me a one percent raise out of just pure meanness. Life has decreed that I work until the day I die, but I do so without losing my faith. Hang in there, Tim, and don’t ever lose your faith.
