The craziness from the beginning of the year is slowing down, and I as a human being am also slowing down. Slowing down and growing large. I have a daughter who kicks and moves and this impending reality is becoming more and more real. We have named her, we have painted her dresser, and we prepare wildly for this child we have not yet met. What a time.
This semester part of my role on campus is to help lead our athletic ministry which is a fun way to bring out any insecurities I thought I'd moved beyond long ago. I walk into our meetings as this pregnant, far-from-collegiate-athlete-level-fitness woman whose biggest accomplishment in the fitness world is my half marathon, which I use as my only validation for being there. I want to yell at every athlete "I HAVE RUN A HALF MARATHON IN UNDER TWO HOURS SO I PROMISE I AM RELATABLE"
I suppose I will use this experience as a chance to embrace the cliché that God puts us in situations where we are wildly unqualified to show His glory, because as I try to participate in discussion questions I have no answer for, "Talk about a time you were recruited or picked for a team you worked really hard to be on. How did you feel?" other than "In elementary school once we were picking teams for kickball at recess and I was the first girl picked."
Collegiate athletes actually live in a different world than the rest of us.
And yet, I am gleaning heavily from my two years of high school volleyball, an experience I had long ago deemed as inconsequential in my life. Those two years are making the difference between athletes thinking, "you are an alien to me" and thinking, "you are just fairly unrelatable to me". I am laughing at the hilarious ways God is using silly parts of my story. Parts that seemed to have no real impact or place. It gives me a greater faith for the aspects of my life now that I deem trivial. Perhaps the Lord, who I am experiencing now to be the most wonderful Writer of stories, will use even this.
This semester part of my role on campus is to help lead our athletic ministry which is a fun way to bring out any insecurities I thought I'd moved beyond long ago. I walk into our meetings as this pregnant, far-from-collegiate-athlete-level-fitness woman whose biggest accomplishment in the fitness world is my half marathon, which I use as my only validation for being there. I want to yell at every athlete "I HAVE RUN A HALF MARATHON IN UNDER TWO HOURS SO I PROMISE I AM RELATABLE"
I suppose I will use this experience as a chance to embrace the cliché that God puts us in situations where we are wildly unqualified to show His glory, because as I try to participate in discussion questions I have no answer for, "Talk about a time you were recruited or picked for a team you worked really hard to be on. How did you feel?" other than "In elementary school once we were picking teams for kickball at recess and I was the first girl picked."
Collegiate athletes actually live in a different world than the rest of us.
And yet, I am gleaning heavily from my two years of high school volleyball, an experience I had long ago deemed as inconsequential in my life. Those two years are making the difference between athletes thinking, "you are an alien to me" and thinking, "you are just fairly unrelatable to me". I am laughing at the hilarious ways God is using silly parts of my story. Parts that seemed to have no real impact or place. It gives me a greater faith for the aspects of my life now that I deem trivial. Perhaps the Lord, who I am experiencing now to be the most wonderful Writer of stories, will use even this.
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