There's Just Something About Basketball

I'm not sure what it is, but most of the time, I think of myself as a regular mom. The mornings begin too early, there is always more laundry to do, meals to fix, and prayers to pray, etc. BUT when it comes time for one of my children to be in sports, life changes drastically. Prayers increase, adrenaline begins pumping overtime, and inside I begin to act irradically (at least I hope I'm holding most of it inside).

And so, another season begins of basketball. Cole had his first games this week and I'm hoping not only he was able to get the 'newness' worn off but that I did as well. I know it's silly to get so emotional about a game, but there's no telling that to my heart right now...or my husband, who is otherwise known to me as the 'unofficial somewhat-silent sidelines referee'. :) I've had to repent for some of my thoughts and words and it's only the first week of a VERY long season. It may be a bumpy ride, but it's bound to be a memorable one. Go Tigers! And help me remember 'whatever you do, do all for the glory of God'.


Number 12 on the move...