Friday, August 18, 2023
Thursday, July 15, 2021
Team Camp Devotional - Joyful - 2021
What were your highs and lows of yesterday?
What made the good moments "good?"
What specifically happened that made you feel good about your tennis, the team, or this experience?
Who was involved in that experience?
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Before we dive into a new word study, let's review the past two. Remember, these are words that your groups came up with on Monday based on our team tennis verse from the letter to the Philippians:
"Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you."
Wednesday, July 14, 2021
Team Camp Devotional - Encourage - 2021
What were your highs and lows of yesterday?
What made the good moments "good?"
What specifically happened that made you feel good about your tennis, the team, or this experience?
Who was involved in that experience?
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My kids are builders. They are always building or constructing something. Forts in our living room, suits of armor made out of cardboard, Lego cities on the ping pong table, or sculptures out of their pasta noodles at dinner. Even as a couple of them are getting into middle school, their favorite games are games of gaining and building - Minecraft or games where you upgrade the powers of your characters.
I love this. It's fun to see their creations. If you scroll through my YouTube channel of family memories, more than once you'll see me feature the things they've built. A couple of years ago, Judah even built a tennis stadium, which was super cool!
Sometimes they build alone, but most of the time they want others to come and build with them. Pretty much every day, Abel asks me to come build something with me. Often times it's some type of fort, like yesterday he wanted me to come play "Pirates of the Caribbean" with him and build a pirate ship. We take 7 kitchen chairs and arrange them in the shape of a boat, then drape a blanket across the top of the back ones to make a cabin. I have to tie the corners of the blanket onto the spindles of the chairs, so that his rough play as he jumps around the ship in an eye patch doesn't knock the whole thing down. Sometimes it is hard to keep up with his imagination!
I like the process of building and creating too. Last summer, we had a new porch being built on the back of our house. As workers threw away scraps of wood in the dumpster in the front yard, I would hoist Gideon up to the side and have him pull out the ones that I could use to make a tree house. I cobbled together bits and pieces of plywood for the floor and other pieces for supports. I took the nails and screws I found scattered in my garage and made a pretty strange looking treehouse.
I really liked testing my building, making sure the supports were strong. I added way more nails and screws than necessary, because I wanted to make sure it would hold my kids up when they went tromping through it. Unfortunately, some of the screws stuck out at odd angles because I stripped them out and couldn't remove them. And some of the nails got bent. And some of the wood has kind of rotted. But now one summer later, the kids still use the tree house.
It's fun to build something useful!
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When you were younger, what type of things did you like to create to build?
Do you still like to build things now? What type of things?
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In the story of creation as told in Genesis, we see that God is a creator too. A builder. One of the wonders of God is that God is able to build with words. God speaks and whatever is said is built. I think that one of the reasons we are builders and creators is because God is creative and a builder. We, as humans, have this piece of God's image in us.
Like God, our words build as well. When Jesus's followers were trying to form new communities committed to each other, they wrote to each other about the power of words and how to use them. They used two words to speak about this: oikodomeō and parakaleō.
Oikodomeō literally means to build. These followers of Jesus realized that whatever they said would begin to build a new reality. And so they wrote to one another things like this:
"Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing." - 1 Thessalonians 5:11
"'I have the right to do anything,' you say—but not everything is beneficial. 'I have the right to do anything'—but not everything builds up." - 1 Corinthians 10:23
Any words that we speak are like planks that we are adding to a tree house. Our hope is that the words we will speak build up the house rather than being pointless. Last summer, when I was trying to build a tree house, I could have just walked around the side lot and nailed random boards to random trees. I would have been building, I would have been creating, but I wouldn't have been building anything up. It wouldn't have had any intention, direction, or purpose - like we talked about yesterday.
All of our words build something into our team. If our words are careless and critical, that causes distrust. In the end, that will make our team much weaker. If our words build each other up, we become strong.
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What words do you notice that are purposeless, that distract or even build unhelpful characteristics?
What words can you say to build each other up during practice, during downtime?
Offer some words to build up your other group members, right now.
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The second word about how to speak to each other is parakaleō. This word is usually translated to encourage, but it has an even cooler meaning. It literally means "call to be with." Yes, it's encouragement, but it is the encouragement of coming alongside someone to finish the task. It's "let's do this" instead of just "you can do this." It's coming and building a pirate ship blanket fort with someone instead of making them do it themselves while you sit back sipping your pour-over coffee and thinking about something else.
This parakaleō is what we want to be as a team. We want to be there with each other. In a game of Five Errors like we played yesterday, we don't just want to tell Ethan "good job." We want to tell him he can get to his goal and then actively be engaged in helping him get there. We want our words and actions to be working together.
So, think about your words today. Make sure that they are building up.
Then, think about your actions. Help them be building us up too.
If we can oikodomeō and parakaleō then we will have the strongest team :-)
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What strikes you in thinking about these two ideas of encouragement: building up and being with?
Which one of those ideas will challenge you the most?
Tuesday, July 13, 2021
Team Camp Devotional - Self-Controlled - 2021
Who do you think of when you think of the word "power?"
Why do you associate them with "power?"
What does it mean to you to be powerful?
Do you consider yourself powerful?
Is being powerful something you even want to pursue?
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In elementary school, the summer sport that I loved the most was baseball. I hadn't been properly introduced to tennis yet, but on warm summer evenings my family would spend most weeknights down at the baseball diamonds. I collected baseball cards, put together fantasy baseball teams, and dreamed of pitching a perfect game.
Of course, baseball was the "American past time." So lot's of my classmates played baseball and hung around the ball fields too. And many of us played some type of little league. When I think of power, I think back to those summer days. I think of the classmates I had who could unleash a fastball with so much speed and raw power that it was frightening. That's what it meant to have power.
When we would get to that first little league practice, all of my coaches would start trying to figure out who would be the pitchers for the season. We'd all throw our warmup pitches, and I wanted so desperately to pitch. I loved the craft of pitching. I loved the idea of being involved in every play, rather than just standing alone in the outfield. But coaches, without exception, picked the players to pitch who could throw the ball the hardest. The players who had the most power. I was never one of those players.
It always seemed a bit unfair to me. Power seemed so randomly distributed. Why did they have the ability to throw hard and I didn't? Day after day at my house, I whipped a tennis ball against the garage door, practicing my throws and pitches. Most summer days, I pitched to the neighborhood kids while we played a pick-up baseball game. I had practiced, but I didn't have power. How could I get it?
I don't know how it felt for the players who could naturally sling the ball fast. Were they glad they were picked to pitch? Were they scared because they hadn't really ever practiced? Did they feel pressure because pitching is a big responsibility? Did they look down on those of us who couldn't throw hard?
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Do you feel that you are naturally powerful when it comes to tennis?
Are there other areas in life where you feel naturally gifted?
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Amongst the early followers of Jesus, there was a Greek word for power that occurred in many of the letters that his disciples were writing to the communities of faith that formed around Jesus' teachings. The disciples Peter, Paul, James, Jude, and Luke all used some form of the Greek word "kratos" to describe having power or being empowered.
What's interesting about how they used this word is that the meaning of it wasn't just a raw speed, intensity or force. Instead, this word actually reflects control or mastery. One Bible concordance puts it:
"Our modern word power brings to mind some blunt and coercing force, the Greek noun κρατος (kratos) reflects a calm and intelligent kind of control; a giving kind of mastery that comes from an intimate knowledge of whatever is directed."
For followers of Jesus, power wasn't just blunt force, the ability to do something hard and fast and with a lot of force. To truly have power, you also need to exercise self-control.
In elementary baseball, this lesson was eventually evident. Some of the hard-throwing players who got picked to pitch scared us batters to death with the speed of their pitches. But many of them were ineffectual. They threw the ball hard, but over the catcher's head. Or into the dirt. Or, most scary for us hitters, they flung it behind our backs. They had the ability to throw hard, but didn't have any control. And slowly, we little leaguers began to realize a truth that followers of Jesus had been writing about 1,900 years before:
TRUE POWER MUST HAVE INTENTION, DIRECTION, AND CONTROL.
Little by little, the elementary school pitchers who had no control, no direction to their pitches were moved to other positions. And little by little, those of us who had less "power" but more "direction" were given the opportunity to throw some pitches. In the end, the best hurlers in our little league were the ones who could direct their pitches for the most strikes. Those were the players who made a positive difference in the game.
Ultimately, when I think about power and self-control, I think about the ability to make a difference, to make an impact. I think this is why the writers of the early Jesus communities wrote about egkrateia, or self-control, as a fruit of Jesus Spirit. It is ability, talent, power that is directed that makes a positive difference. So for their experience in watching and observing Jesus, that type of power is the only kind that is worth pursuing.
We all have areas of our lives where we are naturally gifted with some type of force - the way we hit a tennis ball, the way our words make an impact, the way we are able to sing, the way we are able to get others to follow our lead... the list could probably go on. To truly make an impact, we reflect on how to give that force some direction.
Ultimately, that direction shouldn't just serve us, or get others to bend to our will. The example of Jesus is taking the ultimate force in the universe and laying it out in the direction of service toward others. I hope this tennis season, we can find ourselves being powerful, by serving in the direction of others.
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What force have you been gifted with?
How can you give that force direction, especially in service and love toward others?
What step could you take toward that today?
Wednesday, August 19, 2020
2020: Secure
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.
For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Tuesday, August 18, 2020
2020: Rejoice in the Lord
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.
Wednesday, August 21, 2019
Devotional Thoughts: Week #3
Our Foundation
1. We are accepted by God and each other.
2. That acceptance is what sustains us.
3. That sustenance allows us to find our significance.
4. Our significance is what we do to celebrate our acceptance.
5. In that joy, we may get to participate in some great achievements.
Practices So Far
Practicing Our Acceptance - Contemplative Prayer
Practicing Our Sustenance - Confession
Practicing Our Significance - Service
Introduction
So, uh, one of my greatest joys is... um... eating. I love to eat. Maybe you've noticed that some of my favorite memories revolving around tennis have to do with food. Pizza King, senior night meals, going to sweet restaurants like Harvey Hinklemeyer's or the Industrial Revolution after tournaments.
This has always been true for me. Eating together is both delicious and joyful. I don't know, maybe this goes back to laughter filled family meals as a child. Or maybe to my own young sports career where my little league teams celebrating big wins by going to Pizza King. Or memories of high school where my basketball team got ready for big games by going to Pizza King. Or maybe even to date nights, where Courtney and I would eat out after basketball or football games by going to Pizza King.
But my senior year of high school, I decided that I wanted to do something significant for my tennis team. I wanted to be a leader. I wanted to serve God and serve those around me. So what could I do?
Well, I loved eating. So I devised a plan around eating. We had morning practice the first two weeks of August, from 7:00-9:00 in the morning. I decided that each morning after practice, I would take one of the new freshmen on the team out to eat breakfast, and I would pay for their breakfast. We went to the Village Kitchen, one of the smokiest, cheapest, yet most delicious breakfast places and ate eggs and toast, and I learned to know the new members of the team. It was really quite fun. And several of the guys and I became friends beyond tennis.
Significance
Our team verse for many years has been Philippians 4:4-9. Near the end of that verse is this, "Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice." The last part of that verse obviously has to do with significance. Our significance comes from what we put into practice.
But the first part of that verse is important for significance as well. It say "whatever you have learned or received or heard." It clues us in that significance is not something we do on our own. It's not something that we prove. It's not a way to show that we are worthy. We are already accepted. We are already sustained in joy.
Instead, significance is about taking gifts - the lessons we've been taught, the gifts we've received, the ideas we have heard - and then making them come alive in the world.
In my seventh grade Bible class, the lesson I drive at over and over again is that God LOVES to work in relationship with us. God PREFERS to inspire us and then let us participate in the doing. And that is where our significance comes in. God creates us, accepts us, sustains us, and then gives us gifts. We get to choose whether we use those gifts in joy.
One important note however... even if we don't join in with God and sharing our significance, we don't lose our acceptance. God doesn't suddenly get mad and turn back on us. God is good, God keeps giving, accepting and sustaining.
God just keeps hoping we will lean into our significance. That we will take what we've received and put it into practice.
Service: A Celebration of Significance
"The place God calls you to is the place where your deep gladness and the world’s deep hunger meet.” - Frederick Buechner
My deep gladness (or greatest joy) might well be eating. And so I tried to use that joy to meet a deep hunger in my tennis team. Not literal hunger, though that may have been helped too, but instead an emotional one. Entering high school in the fall sports season can be intimidating and lonely. I tried to use my joy of food to encourage players who may have felt uncomfortable or lonely or unsure. To show them they had a spot and were noticed.
It wasn't a chore, because at the very worst I got to eat great food. That's the unbelievably awesome way that God has created us. We tend to enjoy serving when we do it out of the gifts God has given.
It doesn't mean there won't be any uncomfortable moments. It was very uncomfortable for me to ask the first freshmen I talked to if he wanted to go grab some breakfast the next morning just so I could get to know him. I am terribly awkward in situations like that. But after that initial uncomfortably, I found the experience one to rejoice over.
I've had some service times that have been more sacrifice than celebration, and those have value as well. But our significance is a celebration of who we are meeting what others need. And when we step into that, it is simply building on the foundation of acceptance and sustenance, and it feels right.
What about you?
What are some things that provide you with deep gladness, with joy?
How could you share those things with others on our team?
Do you notice deep needs around you? Do you notice deep needs on our team? Noticing them is probably a hint that you can help to meet those needs?
How have others shown their significance by helping you with your needs? Have you thanked them?
I'd challenge you to put into practice something this week. Even if its just inviting someone to meet you at Joann's before school or to hit up The Chief after practice :-)
Friday, August 16, 2019
Devotional Thoughts: Week #2

Our Foundation
- That acceptance is what sustains us.
- That sustenance allows us to find our significance.
- Our significance is what we do to celebrate our acceptance.
- In that joy, we may get to participate in some great achievements.
Introduction
For my first two years playing high school tennis, I had a secret that I didn't tell anyone. But I'll confess it to you now...
I don't smoke.
I've never smoked. But I didn't dare tell that to my high school team. You see, for whatever reason, the mid-1990s tennis players at my school liked to smoke cigarettes. Sometimes when we went for a run my freshmen year, seniors would sneak off the prescribed path to smoke. I just jogged on, a wide eyed 14 year old just trying to impress my coach by getting the lowest time.
So, I didn't partake, but I also never let them know that I didn't smoke. By my sophomore year, I was a varsity member myself. When ever the topic of smoking came up, I laughed, I nodded, I smiled. I felt very uncomfortable. I was so afraid to say what I thought. I was afraid of my teammates opinions.
My junior year, I was riding in a car from practice to a team event with one of the seniors. He handed me a cigarette. He flicked his lighter and held it out to me. My time for hiding was over.
"I don't smoke," I said. Then I held my breath, I waited for him to laugh at me. I waited for him to try to convince me that smoking was awesome. I waited for him to hand it back to me.
But he didn't. He said, "Dude," then took a deep breath, "that's awesome. I wish I'd never started actually." Then, when went on to have a long conversation about our regrets. Things that we wished we never would have done. I talked about breaking into a baseball teammates house (not to steal anything, don't get too excited.) He talked about a couple of his girlfriends. I talked about the way I had treated some of my friends. It was a good, brief conversation.
And it allowed me to finally relax around my teammates. We had been honest, and it was a good thing.
Sustenance
As followers of Jesus, accepted by God, we are sustained by joy.
Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Their are two things that really kill joy as far as I can tell.
1 - Comparison
Theodore Roosevelt once said that comparison is the thief of joy, and I believe that is so true. When I start focusing on who others are, and how I might stack up to them... that's a dark road. Comparison keeps me focused on the future or the past, either the things I have to do to be better than someone, or the things that I haven't done to be better than someone. Joy is found in receiving the gifts of right now. Of receiving our acceptance right now. Comparison is one killer.
2 - Hiding
As I introduced with my little story, the other killer is hiding. Hiding inside ourselves. Hiding the things we've done. Hiding from ourselves, not seeing the reality that is around us. Or hiding from God's love, telling ourselves the lie that we don't deserve it.
Often in tennis, we hide and compare. We compare ourselves to teammates and then we hide from them. We get scared that they think less of us, so we don't ask for help in places we need it. We pretend every thing is okay when others around us seem happy. We pretend every thing is bad when those around us are complaining.
But there is a simple cure to being sustained by joy - it's called speaking the truth.
It means that when we are tempted to start comparing ourselves to others, we confess that we are God's sons, truly and wholly loved. Right now.
It means that when we are tempted to hide, we tell the truth about where we are struggling or why we are feeling good or what we truly think.
Confession is hard, because it requires trust. But when it comes to our relationship with God, we can have ultimate trust there. We can always come before God and tell the truth. I also hope that there is at least 1-2 other people that you can go to when you need to tell the truth. Having someone to "confess" to is key to living in joy.
As a team, we are starting with the foundation of acceptance. We are starting there, and then hoping to live in joy because we have the freedom to confess. To be us, to tell the truth about being loved by God and anything that is difficult for us. To tell the truth about being sorry when we mess up.
And let me confess, I've messed up this week. I challenged you guys to be up to the difficulties and the times when odds were against you. I asked you to relish them... and then I got angry and bitter about the rain and started to give up when it was a challenge. I have spoken too quickly in correction instead of encouragement. I have not gotten these devotional thoughts out until the end of the week. But another thing that is also true is that I am feeling a lot of joy because of how we played and sang and talked together as a team last night. So despite my shortcomings, you picked me up and I appreciate that!
Prayer
God, may we live in Your acceptance. May it sustain us with joy! Amen.
Sunday, August 11, 2019
Devotional Thoughts: Week #1
Our Foundation
- We are accepted by God and each other.
- That acceptance is what sustains us.
- That sustenance allows us to find our significance.
- Our significance is what we do to celebrate our acceptance.
- In that joy, we may get to participate in some great achievements.


Thursday, July 11, 2019
Team Camp 2019 - Devotional #4
We are enough. We are brothers. We are grateful.
We are accepted by God and each other.
That acceptance is what sustains us.
That sustenance allows us to find our significance.
PAUSE:
- What phrase did you come up with to help you remember your acceptance by God?
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Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.
PAUSE:
- Read through that passage again. What word or phrase sticks out to you on a second read?
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PAUSE:
- Is that hard to accept, that achievement has nothing to do with results? Why or why not?
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Two "Achievements"
Let me tell you some Sectional championship stories. For a purely outside perspective, the greatest achievements in my coaching career have been my two Sectional championships. Let me tell you those stories...
In 2008, we returned all seven members of our varsity team from the year before. And that 2007 had been very good, advancing to the Sectional final and losing just 3-2 to NorthWood. There were a bunch of good guys on this team who worked hard. 7 seniors and one junior competed for varsity that year, and they were pushed by two sophomores eager to take their spots (Seth Krabill and Ben Mast).
I so wanted to win Sectional that year. I was young (27) and this group was the first group of players that I had recruited away from soccer, taught them since middle school, and coached for four years. This was the group that would prove to the whole of Northern Indiana tennis that I was a good coach. This was the year I would finally feel accepted and celebrated by the tennis world. I might even be recognized with a coaching award for how I'd turned around the program, 3-15 the year before I came to Sectional (maybe even Regional) champions in my 5th year. That achievement would make me feel awesome.
So during the season, we defeated each of the teams in our Sectional. We had some close ones (3-2 over NorthWood) and some blowouts (5-0 over Fairfield). So come Sectional, I was ready to win. In the first round we played Fairfield, and found ourselves tied 2-2 with them and down 1-5 at #2 doubles for the match. My dream looked over. I walked around behind the match nervously praying that God would bless us, like there was only one blessing to be had from the situation. Well, we dug ourselves out. Point by point we came back, and we actually never even faced a match point. We won 6 games in a row, and won the match 3-2. That momentum carried over into the final, and we defeated NorthWood 4-1 to lift the Sectional trophy.
And I felt... sick to my stomach. As the following weekend unfolded, my feeling turned into relief, that it was over. I was proud, but not like I thought. We lost in Regional, and then I went to the coach's meeting where we decide All-District and Coach of the Year. I had won Sectional, now I wanted another achievement, an award. The coaching award was announced, and it went to someone who had taken over their program 5 years ago. Before their first season their team had only won 3 matches. But in 5 years, they'd built the program and took their first four year players to a Sectional final. It was the coach from Columbia City.
And I was like... wait... I did those same things but better. I won the Sectional final. I had a better record this year. I did it with no All-District players (Columbia City's #1 had made the All-District team). I needed the awards to prove I was in. I was a good coach, right?
I had put so much stock in results, but when it happened I couldn't even enjoy what really happened. I doubled down on trying to prepare my new team with 7 new varsity players to repeat as Sectional champions the next year, determined to prove that I was a good coach. But that next year of coaching broke me, so much that I almost quit. I ended up crying real tears while watching a concert at Grace College during that next season, realizing that I was focusing on the wrong things. There was a song that hit me like a freight train called "Carry the Weight." Ugh.
Now I realize, I had been trying to use achievement as a way to my significance and acceptance.
The second Sectional we won was much different. First of all, the verse that I started this devotional with was our framing verse for the season. Our team prayer was "Every breath in is gratitude, every breath out gets rid of our fear." And so I was very focused that year on receiving from God, hearing what God had to say about us, and not worrying about other things.
Winning Sectional was pure joy. I remember having a complete sense of calm, as we played on two indoor courts and went way down in the first sets of both of the matches to go on court. I was relaxed because I knew for real that the guys loved each other. I didn't have any fear. I was simply grateful. We came back and won one of those two, and then won two more to take a 3-2 win. And nothing more had been proved about us. Whether we won or lost, we had been there for each other. Whether we had won or lost, we were accepted by God. That team had players I had baptized, players I had talked with for hours, players I had prayed several years for. They accepted me, I accepted them, all was good.
Even when we lost the Regional in heartbreaking fashion, we were good. Because I realized that no Regional championship can make me more than what God sees in me - one of God's own, beloved children.
PAUSE:
- What achievements are you hoping to pursue this year?
Let's Go!
Achievement is so much better when it comes as a result of acceptance. One of the reasons is that then we have others to share the achievement with, someone who had supported us. And these relationships of trust with God and the other brothers around us... these are what life (and tennis) is really about.
Wednesday, July 10, 2019
Team Camp 2019 - Devotional #3
We are enough. We are brothers. We are grateful.
We are accepted by God and each other.
That acceptance is what sustains us.
PAUSE:
- What is great about being accepted?
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PAUSE:
- Which of these three lies most affects you?
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Because of my love of specifics, I also love telling stories. Throughout my life I've done that through teaching, poetry, songwriting, this blog. These are my greatest joys - telling stories and filling them with specifics. When I have a class period at school where all the students are engaged with a story that I'm telling, I feel amazing. I feel satisfied. I feel at peace.
PAUSE:
- What are your greatest joys?
PAUSE:
- Where do you find you have the greatest joy within the team?
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Tuesday, July 9, 2019
Team Camp 2019 - Devotional #2
We are enough. We are brothers. We are grateful.
We are accepted by God and each other.
That acceptance is what sustains us.
Check-In
What is it that keeps you going through your days? What person or activity is the light at the end of the long, dark times for you?
For long times in my life, I've had different things that sustained me. For much of my high school and college years, my girlfriend (turned-fiancee-and-then-wife) sustained me. Thinking of her made the days worthwhile and the difficulties worth facing. I could get through school because when we finished we'd be married and everything would be perfect. That hope kept me alive.
Until that hope was proved to be to hollow. I saw a glimpse of that when Courtney broke up with me for just a week in college. But even as we got married, I began to see that leaning on her was too much. She couldn't keep me going all the time. She had bad days. She had some difficulties of her own, and sometimes those were enough for her to hold. She loved me, but that love wasn't going to be enough to sustain me.
So I turned to my gaming. Now, don't think Fortnite here. Instead, think super geeky soccer coaching video games. Like, where you don't even control the players on the field but instead just control the practice plans, coaching staff, and tactics for the games. So in depth, so realistic, so much a chance at success (in a make believe world where the players were literally represented by dots :-) But eventually, even winning in that game became boring. That couldn't keep me going.
So, I turn to lots of things for sustenance - being well liked by my students, getting poems published, success on the tennis court, and more.
And all that I relied on - family, marriage and even eventually kids - none of that could keep me going when I faced existential crises. Big questions that revolve around God, life, and my place in the world. No wife or Worldwide Soccer Manager title can really answer the questions about why life and pain even exist. To answer those, I need something deeper to sustain me.
I can see what many of my students are sustained by. Some are kept going by Netflix. I have some students in my classes who are sustained by Marvel, knowing the exact number of days before the next movie comes out and praying for it every day in Bible class. Some hang on to every word of a group chat. Many are carried on each day by their sports performances. But like the things that I found, they are one day of boredom or hard question away from realizing these things can't hold their weight, so to speak.