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๐ 50 yrs on from the prayer meeting that began Christians in Sport, we're meeting across the UK
๐ซด Join us to celebrate God's faithfulness, hear the vision for the future, and explore how we can enable the next chapter of this work together.
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@AliBrownleetri@TerraAPI How much and when was caffeine taken ? I think that would be a massive factor .
Lots of athletes use caffeine in races and then sleep affected post race and recovery for further rounds
WBC celebrates the life and legacy of Paul Bowes
Read more: https://t.co/6XwxsHarTi
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BFRC cรฉlรจbre la vie et le legs de Paul Bowes
En savoir plus : https://t.co/XjHQwcKgKh
50 years ago, a small group met with a simple conviction: God cares about sport and the millions involved, and He would move if they prayed.
Looking ahead- what prayers do you want to see answered?
Pray with us for the world of sport today
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The speech of IOC President Kirsty Coventry at the Opening Ceremony of the Milano Cortina 2026 Winter Olympics in full.
https://t.co/H4Nz2O0B2x
"(...) When we see an athlete stumble and find the strength to rise, we are reminded that we can do the same.
When we see rivals embrace at the end of a finish line, we are reminded that we can choose respect.
When we see grace, courage and friendship โ we remember the kind of people we all want to be.
The spirit of the Olympic Games is about so much more than sport. It is about us โ and what makes us human. (...)"
๐จ๐จTHIS IS WILD๐จ๐จ
When all the Buffalo #Bills players returned from an away game, and their cars were BURIED in snow.
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Literally 10 feet of snow on top of the cars, and the players were going crazy.
https://t.co/DvxpSgovXa
"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.
Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.
One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.
Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.
Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"
"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."
He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."
The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."
Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.
But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,
"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."
So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.
Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."
Let this story reach more hearts....
Credit: Mary Nelson
โAthletes donโt care how much you know until they know how much you care.โ โค๏ธ
We're proud to welcome him to the Canadian Paralympic Hall of Fame. ๐จ๐ฆโจ
https://t.co/YiAw205YTM
For a decade these Canadian men have won international relay medals.
And here in the rain in Tokyo they win silver.
Extraordinary performances on demand over and over. A great team. Emphasis on team. Their chemistry is unmatched.
๐๐๐ ๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ก ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ง๐ฅ๐๐ฆ ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ฎ-๐ง๐๐ ๐ ๐ช๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐ข๐ก! ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ค
Camryn set a new Canadian Record and personal best with a throw of 80.51m, successfully defending her title WINNING GOLD FOR TEAM CANADA!
๐ธ: Yonathan Kellerman