We got thrashed... 48 - 15 or something like that. In the last quarter everyone just wanted to go out and have a run. Since I'd been running like a mad man all game they stuck me in GS (Goal Shooter for those playing along at home).
Now I'm in no way a even halfway decent shooter... quite simply I suck! After my first dismal attempt at putting the ball through the hoop I kinda half heartedly whispered "God let me get one..." then laughing added; "let it be a bit of a confirmation I'm making the right choice with my plans this year".
I had 3 more shots on goal that quarter... I got the first one in, and missed the other too.
Now not looking into that too much, but one I give God the credit for having a sense of humour and humoring me... and two - it did actually make me feel a little bit more at ease.
Emotional drivel maybe... or maybe God was just giving me a pat on the back.
And maybe I should have asked him to let me score 40 points to give me a sign... then we'd have won!
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