Last night was the Opening Ceremony of the 2016 Summer Olympics. I confess I am not really a TV sports fan, but I make an exception every two years for the Olympics (Summer and Winter).
I always try to watch the Opening and Closing Ceremonies. They are wonderful pageants of color, music, and dance. They beautifully showcase the history and culture of both the host country and the Olympic movement.
I enjoy the Parade of Nations. The excitement and enthusiasm on the faces of the athletes is heart-warming and the parade reminds me of the great diversity of peoples in our world. It is encouraging to see the countries of the world all in one place, showcasing their best talent — competing, yes, but in an organized, friendly, positive way.
This year I particularly noticed three things: 1. The 23-member Olympic team from Vietnam seemed no different than any other. The long, devastating, divisive war in that country that was so prominent during my teenage years seems to have faded into the forgotten past. 2. Syria had a seven-member team there, despite the ongoing devastating crisis in their country, and 3. This year there is a ten-member “Refugee Olympic Team” (including two swimmers who fled Syria) for athletes who essentially have no country.
I especially appreciate the lighting of the Olympic Cauldron. The Olympic flame is literally hand-carried from Olympia, Greece to the host city. I still remember staying up late to watch a relay runner carry the Olympic flame through my hometown in Utah before the Salt Lake 2002 Winter Games.
So, for sixteen days at least, let us celebrate the best in us, let us savor our diversity, and let us remember that we are all God’s children.
When I was watching last night I felt like the opening ceremony was indicative of what it will be like when the savior comes again. All of us from all over the world fresh faced and smiling, gathering together in joy and celebration!
I am definitely a fan of the Olympics. May the united nature of the Games continue beyond these two weeks!