I was an athlete growing up. My family lived and breathed sports. I played basketball, a team sport where team truly meant everything to me. I called teammates on Saturday mornings in June to rally together at an open court in the summer heat. To win, we had to prepare. We had to be perfect.
When a team mate was injured, I felt the injury as my own. When a team mate lost a boyfriend or a grandparent died, we all felt her pain. We passed notes during class, sharing bible verses. Philippians 4:13 is still engraved on my plaque in the all-Ohio school trophy case. During the National Anthem before games, I prayed the Our Father and asked God to take away my teammates fear of the opponent or sadness over a parent divorcing. To win, we all had to experience joy together. I couldn't appreciate the win knowing another of my teammates was grieving. We had to be perfect.
I've prayed for guidance in this homeschooling journey. I've begged Our Lord for Catholic friends. Look at this team we have. How abundantly blessed we are. I second Melinda's nudging - lets be generous with each other, lift up those grieving, and be perfect.
http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=o-iPiN_YHjY&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3Do-iPiN_YHjY
The above link summarizes my point.
You are all in my hearts.
Mrs. K
What a great way to look at being perfect. I, too, have searched for true, authentic, Catholic support since moving to New York 7 years ago. I feel so blessed to have found it in this group. God has answered my prayers and more! We do have quite a team :)
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