Tonight is Spencer’s first season game. The doctor released him on Monday to play tonight. It has been a wild last few years with all those bumps, sprains, bruises and swellings. Having four boys who played sports, there were always trips to the doctor. Spencer has always played football and I don’t remember too much damage on his body in his freshman year but during his sophomore year he had a pretty banged up elbow that every time I looked at it I cringed. Last year during the fifth game his hip came out of the socket and he was finished for the rest of the year. The doctor said it was a freak accident and it is very rare to see this type of injury in sports, maybe in car accident but not sports. Just two weeks ago, he got tackled in practice and hurt the muscles surrounding his knee. After an MRI and therapy, along with encouraging the doctor to let him play, Spencer is back in the game tonight. He plays tailback for the McLean County Cougars and holds the record for rushing. It is hard to believe my baby is a 206-pound man who runs over anything that gets in his way. We call him “Spinner” for short and he has lived up to his name by spinning off those who try to tackle him while he runs for a touchdown. I don’t know how Jeff stays calm when he announces the home games and see our son play his best for we are proud parents. Jeff’s voice reacts the same as if all the boys were his, praising them for a job well done.
Football hasn’t always been my favorite sport because they all played basketball in which I could understand the rules a little better and actually see what goes on during the game. However being able to be on the field taking photo shoots, I am right down in the midst of them catching the action and have enjoyed learning the game. American football is a collision sport and it isn’t always what mothers like their sons to get into this type of action but boys will be boys and they like it rough. I hear the grunts and the blows of the helmets and shoulder pads, the mouthing and see the satisfaction of victory in their faces. It is like you go back into cave men days as you watch the competition unfold before you. Who is the man in the midst of the boys? Who is the toughest, which is the swiftest, who is the strongest and who is going to come out on top of the game? I find it quite smelly at times as they look like they sweat gallons and the hugs afterward cannot even be described since grass or mud clings to them. They love it, they like getting dirty. Sometimes I see the little boys as if they were only four or five having fun in the middle of a rain shower or playing in a mud puddle. My thoughts sometimes go back as well as I know other moms cling to those memories of boyhood. The transition is not easy. It has been a very moving experience watching the boys from their freshmen year, little and scrawny grow up to be strong young men by the time they reach their last year in High School. I have watched many moms cry at their Senior son’s last game, but having a proud look to their son’s accomplishments. I am unsure of how I will react, maybe some tears but hopefully I will just be thankful for no more injuries and we finally made it.
Football is different from other sports in my experience because the boys seem very close to their teammates. They rely on each other for protection and for triumph. They look to one another in offense and in defense. They have a role to fill, a position in which was given to them to do their best and they seem to take it to heart. They encourage one another, they shout instructions with results following and they have that look they give one another as if to say, “We are going to do this together”. They get to know each other on the field and in the off time. It’s all about team bonding, and the workouts throughout the summer are also brotherly bonding because they push each other to their limits. The team becomes a family, the coach their dad.
I recently came across an article describing the team efforts for unity and bonding.
I will put my team first. I am dependable, I am an example on and off the field. I am respected for my work ethic, honesty, mental and physical toughness and I will never make excuses.
Can we all look at ourselves with this type of attitude? What if we carried this concept with us daily? How much more so in our spiritual relationship? If we put God first, can God see us dependable to carry out His purpose? Are we an example of Jesus Christ and are we respected? How many times do we make excuses for our failures, our setbacks, our laziness, and our repeated sins?
Let us continue to run the race to win. Let us continue to build team players and bond as a family who can conquer the world for Jesus Christ. We might take some blows, we might get a few bruises, bumps and scars along the way but we must have the attitude that we can make it together. We must encourage one another, push each other beyond our limits and let the Heavenly Father coach us to victory!
I Thessalonians 5:11-15 Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing. Now we ask you, brothers, to respect those who work hard among you, who are over you in the Lord and who admonish you. Hold them in the highest regard in love because of their work. Live in peace with each other. And we urge you, brothers, warn those who are idle, encourage the timid, help the weak, be patient with everyone. Make sure that nobody pays back wrong for wrong, but always try to be kind to each other and to everyone else.
Prayer: I pray to always have a team mindset to encourage others they too can live for you Jesus and be on the winning team of conquering this world. Help us all to love more, to respect more and be an example of a might warrior for your glory. In Jesus Name. Amen