My coworker asked if I wanted to... I hesitated. Another coworker said "I'll do it". Ok. Then.
I'm out. Then Miss I'll do it had plans and needed a replacement and I was told that I was playing. Really.
I never said yes.
Next I was told that I was playing every Monday for 8 weeks and then a play off.
Eyes blinking.
Another coworker was telling me not to palm it but to finger it. What?! I just smiled. Like I knew what she was talking about. No idea.
I don't do competition. Period. I'm not good.
I just do my best. I don't need people to make me feel inadequate.
Next thing I know, I'm standing barefoot, as a sweet lady explains what the goal is. Sure I have played before as fun, but I feel like my eyes are wide and that I have no idea what a ball is.
I have seen in my life how sin works. That it sneaks up on you. You are unsure and then suddenly you are against the wire. Being somewhere you don't want to be. You are pretty sure you should run, but you feel like your feet are in quick sand. Your heart knows better but you just..., well just don't have the strength. No strength. Chains wrapped around your arms. Heart is bleeding.
This is where your team comes in. Those people that are in your court. We are a team. And now it's not a personal battle. It is our battle. Do I trust them? Or better yet, am I trustworthy? Do I have their back as they fall? Do we have the strength to raise each other up?
Even if we have failed. Even if I have fallen.
May we again stand in courage and boldness. May we never forget that God is a forgiver. May we stand in faith that God is the team captain.
