What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared
to what lies within Us

I was hoping to have time to write more during this experience, and I did take notes down as I traveled to and from my venue, however I never seemed to have time to put those notes onto the computer and share them here. So while I'm sure most people have had their fill of Olympic talk, here are my closing thoughts of how this experience has touched me.

Not all Vancouverites were excited about the Olympics being held in their city, and to say that my roommate shared similar feelings would be an understatement, however one of my favourite experiences of this Olympic time was watching her partake in one of the many impromptu renditions of O Canada sung on the bus after winning Gold in men's hockey. It was like watching everything come full circle, and it made me think.
Before the Olympics my roommate and I shared many conversations about the Olympics, mostly me trying to explain to her cynical side what it was about the Olympics that made me want to volunteer my time, why I was so excited about living in the host city, and what it meant to me to get a chance to be a part of the Olympics. Unfortunately I felt like my responses always fell flat. I could never really express what it was that made the Olympics so exhilarating, and meaningful for me.
Shortly thereafter I realized that my inability to properly express my feelings about the Olympics is often how I feel when trying to explain my faith. Words elude me. I can talk about all of the main reasons why I believe in God, about how I've grown up in the church and what it has meant as a foundation in my life, but I feel like my responses always fall flat.
Watching my roommate last Sunday singing O Canada on a bus full of complete strangers , with tears in her eyes and a giant smile on her face made me realize something. The reason that words elude me whenever faced with questions of my faith or the Olympics is because to me it's a feeling. My faith is a feeling of strength and peace I feel when praying or in church. It's a feeling of community when I'm talking with other Christians.
And these feelings are hard to put into words. They are much better understood when they are felt. I could have sat down with my roommate for days trying to explain the feeling of national pride and community of sharing joy with an entire country, but she never would have understood more than sharing that moment on the bus for herself.
Unlike the Olympics, we don't have thousands of advertisers and media outlets putting that feeling into a commercial, but there must be some way we as Christians can share the feeling of faith with others?