Day 10...Grateful for Happy Endings...

So driving home tonight I was trying to decide how to word "Grateful for the basketball season to be over." And I came up with "Happy Endings."

My little basketball team (our freshman b team at school) came in last in district...we did win 2 games...which just means that the four bottom teams were all pretty bad.

Well tonight, we had our end-of-the-season tournament. We were seeded 10th place out of 10 teams. We played Lewisville...a team that we definitely could beat.

I have a little rag-tag team of 7 girls...and two of which would probably never make a basketball team again (sounds harsh...but true). I sub the two on the bench every two minutes since everyone has to get playing time. We may not have the best skill...but those 7 girls have the best hearts...and they played their hearts out tonight.

We were tied at the end of the first quarter, we were down by six at the half, we were down by 5 after the third quarter...and then we tied it up with a minute to go. We ended up losing by 2 points.

These girls do literally exactly (yes, redundant) what I tell them to do...that is...
Until I am screaming for them to foul....screaming for the last 30 seconds of the game...
They had been taught not to foul...so why would I be telling them to foul???
Then the buzzer goes off. The end of the season.

Ecclesiastes 3:2-8

"a time to be born, and a time to die;

a time to plant and a time to pluck up what is planted;

a time to kill, and a time to heal;

a time to break down, and a time to build up;

a time to weep, and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;

a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to seek, and a time to lose;

a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

a time to tear, and time to sew;

a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

a time to love, and a time to hate;

a time for war, and a time for peace."

Today is a time to...build up...laugh...dance...embrace...lose...and love. Most of these girls might not ever play basketball again...but I am sure grateful that they played for me this season. And I'm even more grateful for the end of the season.