I love being a Mom. I love Jesus. I love cheering Kyle on in his sports. I desperately try to be the christian witness that I want to be even in the heat of the game. Sometimes I do well with this; other times not so:) Being a christian sports mom is one of the hardest jobs I have ever had.
I did not realize this until my baby was on a field, but I am a super competitive person. Mike is a super competitive guy. The other night a very human umpire made a wrong call concerning Kyle. It rattled Kyle and upset him. I saw that my son was upset on the field and the Momma bear in me was coming to the surface. I really wanted that umpire to change his call so that my baby could stay on the base.
About the time my mouth was about to overload me, I heard my husband's voice of integrity. I heard him say "hustle in come on." He was not stressed about it and neither should I be. On the way home we talked about it and I was still a bit righteous about it. Mike just shrugged his shoulders and said "great life lesson-life is not always fair."
But...... this is where I struggle. I struggle with being righteous. Life is very black and white for me and sometimes the world does not cooperate. I got righteous with something I saw on facebook this past weekend and once again my very Jesus-grounded husband reminded me that our family is trying to live our lives for heaven not for earthly pleasures and treasures. Oh yeah, I forgot.
I pray the verse 1Timothy 4:12 will reign in our household
Be an example to all believers in what you say, in the way you live, in your love, you faith, and your purity.
I pray that when the game gets heated or when my competitive streak gets the best of me I remember this new verse that I have stumbled upon to remind me that my actions (even when I yell at umpires or referees) are a reflection of my heart.