Dad and I attended the ceremony for the inaugural NCSU Athletic Hall of Fame class. It was really fun as a life long NCSU fan. Of course David Thompson was inducted, along with some other familiar names and some not so familiar:
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| Roman Gabriel being inducted into hall of fame |
Genia Beasley, Women's Basketball, 1977-80
Ted Brown, Football, 1975-78
Everett Case, Men's Basketball (coach), 1946-64
Roman Gabriel, Football, 1958-61
Tab Ramos, Men's Soccer, 1984-87
Jim Ritcher, Football, 1976-79
Julie Shea, Women's Cross Country T&F, 1977-81
David Thompson, Men's Basketball, 1972-75
Jim Valvano ,Men's Basketball (coach), 1980-90
Kay Yow, Women's Basketball (coach), 1975-09
One common theme ran throughout every inductee: They were well past their prime! None stuck out more than Roman Gabriel. In his prime he was the first ACC quarterback to ever pass for more than 1,000 yards in a single season (the game was obviously different back then). He was 6-6 or 6-7 and a very strong and able 18-22 year old man. He had a successful career in the NFL as well. Now, he was barely able to stand up on his own and needed assistance to get on the stage. He slowly climbed onto the stage and went no farther. He did not make it to the middle of the stage or walk across to the other end like the other inductees. He minimized his movement as much as possible.
What a stark contrast. The whole night, as I watched video clips of these athletes from their glory days, the contrast continued to weigh heavy on my mind. 60 year olds with white hair, wrinkled skin, aching bones sitting in front of me while videos of active young 20 year olds in perfect health played on the big screen. Mere shadows of what used to be, long faded into just memories of what once was. Three of the inductees already having passed away (two prematurely from cancer).
If this life is what we hope in, what a sad night. Staring at individuals who have little more to look forward to and their best of days well behind them. What a scary night for me as I fear being in their shoes. Instead, I know that this life is only a vapor while the next life is the one that consist of our 'glory days'. The best of the best days I have here are but an echo, a dim light, compared to what will be when I stand before the King of kings and Lord of lords.
A perfectly clear picture that this life is a vapor and gone before we know it. That we cannot hope in this body, in this life, in the things we accomplish or accumulate b/c they all shall pass. But my relationship with the Father is something that is eternal. If your hope is in anything that is temporal you can switch it to the eternal. Then you will know joy. You will know peace.
2 Corinthians 4: 7 "But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us."
16 So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. 17 For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, 18 as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal."








