Our Detroit Tigers worked hard playing baseball but didn’t quite make it to their goal.
On the other hand, our Detroit Lions are consistently winning their football games after many years of living with defeat.
Football and baseball players invest their lives in the sport and work hard towards the goal of winning championship titles.
I never liked playing sports. I couldn’t hit, throw or catch a baseball. The one time I played backyard football I didn’t realize when the quarterback threw the ball to me I couldn’t throw it to someone else. Everyone was running towards me, and I wanted to get the ball out of my hands.
Could I have become better with more practice?
Maybe I could have, but you never know. I didn’t try.
My goal in school wasn’t to play on sports. No, it was to write stories that other people could read.
I attended college with an eye on journalism. I got sidetracked when I went on to Mexico to study, then returned a few years later to teach.
My goal at that time was to become a mission–or rather, a Missus. I had my eye on the prize, wanting to become a bride. When my husband came into my life, I got caught up in a whirlwind of romance and married him nine months later. (No regrets).
Now my goal became to have children. So a year and a half after our wedding, our first child was born, then a year and a half after that, our daughter. (No regrets).
Okay, a boy and a girl. A few years later, we made the choice to try for one more, and successfully became a family of 5. (No regrets).
Then my husband passed away while my older two were teenagers and youngest only ten.
Now we were a broken family circle.
I felt defeated. Lost and confused. Angry and trying not to question God. My husband used to say, we’re all going to die sometime. But why him, why now?
And how could I possibly go on without him?
One day at a time.
One song at a time played in those moments when I needed the extra words.
Time after time of crying out to God in my loneliness and heartache.
I got up each morning, got the kids off to school, took the dog out in the yard.
Yet daily I struggled with grief compounded by mental health issues.
Over time it became apparent that I needed help to get to a better place in life.
I found that help. I stuck with it, worked hard on the things I could change and got back into church.
Today I am coping with life better than I thought I ever would. I have minor setbacks and defeats, but overall I am in a good place.
My goal is back to writing stories, where I first began in high school. Fortunately, none of those are still in existence. One time on a whim, I tossed them all in the dumpster. (No regrets).
What are some of my other goals today?
To maintain a purpose in life. To work hard and support myself financially.
To love my kids without reservation and to make good memories with them.
To encourage others who are on various paths in life and judge them not.
My end goal?
To meet Jesus and finally learn the answers to all the questions I’ve had in this life. To dance for joy in his presence.
Go Detroit Lions! Win big this year.
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