by Gina Valley
Breathe deep, my soul.
Bask in Beauty.
Soak in Light.
Grow in forgiveness.
Live in Love.
We lived on the soccer fields this weekend (and in the car, but that’s another column). There’re more games to go this afternoon and tomorrow evening.
I love watching my kids play. I love to see the joy, and determination they get. I love to see them tear full speed down the field, and focus on blocking an opponent. I love to hear them working out strategy with their teammates.
Not everyone is made to play soccer, but my kids are. They love all sports, but they’re truly, obviously, in their element when they don their cleats and shin guards and charge out to the turf. I feel God smiling when they do. This is one of the things they were made to do.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m doing what I was made to do. And, if I am, am I going about it the right way? Am I playing the game I’m meant to? Am I on the right field? Am I in the right position?
As I watch my kids play, I wonder.
I want to know I’m on my game, so I know that I’m giving them a good example. We all get just the one life to live. I want to make sure I teach my littles to find they game they’re meant for, and to give it all they’ve got, and to know it’s the right one.
I want that for them, even more than I want it for me.
How about you? How do you know you’re in the game you should be? Shoot me a comment. I’m looking forward to hearing what you think.