i’ve been coaching a passel of first and second graders, and last night was our very last soccer game. the other team was feistier than we were, but i think it was the uniforms: neon green does that to a person. you end up break-dancing and going on a goal-scoring streak and whatnot.
i was more than a bit deflated after the match, and not because we got pummeled. my Words of Coaching Wisdom at every quarter were pretty much BE KIND TO EACH OTHER. if you have something to say and it’s not kind, DO NOT SAY IT. we are ONLY SPEAKING THINGS THAT MAKE SOMEONE ELSE FEEL GOOD. now run out there and play hard.
don’t get me wrong, i’m severely allergic to losing, myself, but i ache watching them gnash at each other on the field. i walked away from those sidelines and that season wishing i’d been a wiser, more inspiring version of myself. i like those kids so much. i want them to like each other.
sunday we got to share in morenci about God’s passion for the people of africa, and we were a whole bunch of jangled nerves and operating on little sleep, but still He showed up in our frailty and kept the message intact. and it was such a precious time with old and new friends both, except here’s the secret thing they didn’t tell us about Sharing Our Hearts’ Weight With Dear Friends: it makes it awfully hard to leave all these good folk come next july.
i’m giving you ample warning: you all might need to hitch along. start stockpiling the sunscreen.
the past year or so our snake population has grown ambitious. used to be they were but a rumor to me; the kids would scamper in breathless describing the massive snake out by the shed (massive=bigger than your finger). but lately we’ve found them hanging out by the back door, possibly casing the joint for a hostile takeover.
the problem is, they’re really cute. just these skinny things sizing me up, and sometimes they snap at us in the most adorable sort of way, but mostly they curl back and swivel to the damp safety of the daylily leaves.
i can’t decide if this is good preparation for kenya or not: it might actually be smart to not think those guys are darling. so the rule i have established with myself goes like this: bright green = RUN AWAY. i’m totally prepared.
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here are a few ways you can pray with us this week:
-for todd and me and the kids, that we’ll love each other well. that we’ll be patient with each other, especially when we’re worn out.
-for the older four kiddos as they finish up this last week of school: that they’ll have extra chances to champion and uphold the people around them, and that they’ll take those chances.
-for the families and children in and surrounding the school in kenya, that even now God would be preparing us all to do life together.
now you: how can i be lifting you up this week? please leave me a note or an email.
thank you, my friends.