Yes I can–with the faith of another

My favourite number is 2.

It has been for a while.  One Junior Tribe Member (JTM) has worn 2 on his jersey for quite some time…and another wears 11 (which added up, equals that).

But now “TWO” is really and truly my favoritest number, forever and ever.

Its because of this pint sized little hockey player in the video below. Now, many of you won’t take the time to watch the full two minutes and forty five seconds of this video, because in this day that is too long to watch such a slow moving video.

But the slow movement is the truest, awesomest beauty of it.

The puck is on the blue line…a pro player can get it to the net in a second.  Even a mediocre hockey player would take 5-10 seconds.

It takes the littlest guy a full two and half minutes to get from the blue line to the goal…and Number 2 is with him the whoooooole long dang time of it.

Number 2 doesn’t give up, doesn’t take over…Twoster hangs in there, steadily encouraging, helping, shielding, running interference for, and generally just plain ol’ persisting to help the little guy reach his goal. HIs patience is something I long to emulate.

Being there for someone else isn’t easy.  Sometimes its a thankless job, because truthfully…the best helpers disappear into the background so when the goal is achieved, the one being helped can celebrate the victory

(cue up “arms raised over head” in the last few seconds of the vid–doesn’t every pint sized hockey player dream of raising his/her hands after a goal?)

My favourite little twoster understands the value of buffering a bit…letting the other person concentrate and do something at their own pace. He sees that sometimes you have to hold people off or get in their way so that the process can continue its own painfully slow natural course to accomplishment. He knows that given enough time, the goal will be reached and so sometimes, the hardest part of helping is just hanging in there, not taking over, letting it all happen.

I know that it won’t work for all of you, dear readers, to watch it to the end…but if you can create the time, please do so.  It had me in tears watching the whole relatively-painful-to-watch sooo-slow eeeeking towards the goal at slower-than-a-snail’s pace.  But along the way, Twoster taught me some lessons about helping in ways that have challenged and changed me in good ways.

The beauty is in the slowness…take a breather, be mindful, slow down, and watch what a difference careful helping makes.

Be an awesome Twoster?!

Being a number 2 can make such a difference in someone else’s life.