Barry Bonds, Mark McGwire, Alex Rodriguez, and Rafael Palmeiro:  What do they have in common?  All of them have gotten in trouble for steroids usage or admitted to using them.  They were also heroes of mine growing up.  As a kid, I loved the game of baseball and I still do.  All that I dreamed about was becoming a professional, and I got fairly close, but that’s another story.  I know I am not breaking any news here by writing about these guys, but I cannot quit thinking about them. 

When Rafael Palmero was suspended for testing positive, I cried.  When the Mitchell Report came out, I cried.  When Barry Bonds was indicted on perjury charges for lying about using, I cried.  When Alex Rodriguez admitted to using steroids, I cried.  When Mark McGwire said a few weeks ago that he used them, I cried.  I was broken hearted.  These guys were my heroes and they admitted to cheating.  I was broken-hearted and hurt deeply.  I can honestly say that I felt betrayed. 

Here’s the thing though:  For the longest time my heroes were men.  They were ordinary guys who could it a round ball with a round stick hard and far.  I am sure that they all were okay guys, who just lost focus of what was important and fell.  The thing that comforts me now is having a hero that died and rose from the grave and ascended to heaven. (See 1 Corinthians 15:1-11)

This should be fun, but who did you look up to as a child?  Who do you look up to now?

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