I was getting ready to go out, and quickly throwing my outfit together. (Jeans and a t-shirt. Very fancy.) My eyes landed on the new "Team Tebow" shirt that I had draped over my favorite chair. But I thought, "No, I can't wear that today. It wouldn't represent the name Tim Tebow very well."
What does that say about the power of a name, and of a reputation? I can't remember where it was I was headed. But I do remember stopping and thinking about wearing his shirt. Tebow's an outspoken Christian who takes his testimony very seriously, and because he's a well-known football player, he gets a lot of scrutiny. I actually asked myself: "How might I hurt his message by wearing his shirt in a situation he might avoid?" and opted for a different shirt.
Do I not realize my reputation is on the line too? Why am I any less passionate about protecting it?
Do I think I'm any less a representative of Christ? His name may not be stitched into the fabric of my clothes, but it's inextricably stitched into the fabric of my life.
Conviction from a t-shirt. Thanks Tim.