Prayer/Life

It's been a long time since I've posted on here.  Life's been a little hectic lately.  Here's the past week or two in a nut shell:

Something is wrong with my foot, but it's my senior track season, and I didn't work so hard the last four years to back down when the going got tough.  Not to mention as the leading scorer, I feel like I owe it to the team to try.

We've had a rollercoaster season, but we pulled it together and won not only Section True Team, but last Saturday and won State True Team for class A.

Found out on Monday that we have a Calculus final Tuesday through Friday.  That's right, a pop-final.  Not cool.

So with work, school, track, and getting ready to graduate I've been keeping busy.

I wanted to talk a little about prayer.  Like I mentioned, Saturday my track team headed up to Stillwater to compete in the State True Team meet.  A couple days before the meet, I had posted on the Prayer Request Group's facebook wall.  I told them about the meet, how the weather was supposed to be bad, and my foot.

Although it rained during 99% of the meet, they kept the meet running and there wasn't any lightning to delay it.  We have had to practice in the rain many times this year, and I feel like we had the upper hand over the other teams with the weather how it was.  It let up right at the end of the meet. 

I asked for some prayers for my foot.  Even though it hurt a lot between my events, it felt great when I was running and I had some good performances considering it was raining.  I even had a pass on the last leg of the 4x400 that counted as a 6 point swing over the second place team, who we only outscored by 4.5 points.

God works in mysterious ways.  Only He can see the "blueprint" to all of our lives.  A while ago, I might have asked God to help me win, but I know now that that's not how it works.  God doesn't pick one side of good people over another.  The other track teams certainly weren't possessed by the devil.  I didn't ask God make my team better than the others, or to heal me just so that I could do better.  There are more important things than track.

I asked God to help me be a leader for my team, to let the meet run smoothly without delays, and that my foot would hold up for the meet.  He helped me with all this, as well as blessing me and my team with the championship. 

I believe that things happen for a reason.  I'm not sure why or what's wrong with my foot.  But I do know that even more than last year when I was our number one hurdler, this year I've been working even harder on leading the other hurdlers and setting a good example for all of the younger kids.  Last year, I kept looking forward to this year, and how I had a shot at individual state titles.  But now, with my foot and all, I might miss my trip to State again, but I already feel like I've accomplished all my goals through State True Team.

It kinda sucks that it took a bad foot in my senior year of track to fully realize it, but track (life) isn't just about being a good individual.  It's about being a role model to someone younger, being a leader, a follower, a team player.  It's about leaving behind an example that you can be proud of, and helping the people around you become better too.