I was a cheerleader in junior high and high school. I’m not sharing this information to toot my own horn or to reminisce about my younger days. I want you to know that I was a cheerleader and stood on the sidelines during our national anthem and prayer during many, many games for a total of seven years.
I think you need to know something. During the 1970’s, most people in the stands stood for the prayer and national anthem. However, very few of them stopped talking during the prayer and even fewer crossed their hearts and sang the national anthem. Nobody seemed to care.
I always stand and I always cross my heart when the flag is raised or the national anthem plays. Always have; always will. As a cheerleader, I grew increasingly irritated by the football fans who stood, (oh, yes, they stood) but did not stop talking to their friends long enough to observe the prayer or the national anthem.
We can pretend the disrespect of prayer and the flag is something new, but cheerleaders standing on the sidelines know the truth. While I didn't cheer for college or professional football, my observation as an attendee to the games revealed that most of the fans do not stop drinking their beer long enough to pray or to place their hands over their hearts. Typically, the ability of most fans to even stand up at that point is the real miracle. <wink>
I love this verse: “Have I now become your enemy by telling you the truth?” Galatians 4:16