RURAL REFLECTIONS: Carrying a torch

How can I possibly write this article and not have "(C'mon Baby) Light My Fire" going through my nimble brain. It is, and I will write despite my head bobbing to the music that only I can hear.

Torch. Hm. I remember my mother using the word when saying that some girl was carrying a torch for some guy. Hm. A torch. Perhaps this form of the word did indeed involve a flame in the young lass' heart, but not a real one. There are torch songs and torch dancing, but none of these will be involved in this saga... as far as I know. So let's get to the matter before I get to the second verse of the darn song in my head.

Now we travel to Greece for the Olympic torch. Evidently, the sun's rays lit the torch back on April 16 in Olympia, Greece. From there it went to Athens aboard a ship that crossed oceans, reaching several French territories on the way to its destination. (I wonder if someone stays up all night on the ship holding the torch. Another Hm.)

Once it reaches France, it will pass by vineyards and beautiful countryside, not to mention (or maybe mention) that it will go to museums and concerts on the way. Yep, that's true.

We all know where this torch is headed. Those of us who follow the Olympics embrace the ceremony. We love to watch the teams come into the stadium and the torch bearer pass off the traveling torch to the lighter of the cauldron, a person kept secret until then. The cauldron bursts into flame, and we smile and sigh. The games have begun.

From July 26 to Aug. 11, we will follow these world athletes as they compete. For those days, we will be exposed to the colors of the world. The athletes cheer for one another. And so do we. For those days, we are allowed to experience different cultures, watch families from around the world cheer as we do and feel sadness for those athletes who do not meet their goals no matter what country they call home.

A torch travels calling us to participate. Grab your popcorn and favorite drink. Invite someone to watch with you. This is an opportunity to share together the beauty of this competition. We are the world. (Now that song is stuck in my head!)

Well, my fire has been lit. I will be watching. I hope you will as well. It is a privilege to participate no matter if you are on the field, in the stands or in your pajamas watching on your TV. It is a privilege.

Let the games begin.