Young guys always underestimate me on the soccer pitch.
Today they must have been half my age and seemed to target me early in the game. Nothing got down my line and I put them on their asses a few times. Once their attacks dried up on my side, I had to roam for trouble.
It was a blast. Our team is older, more cohesive, and loads better at having fun.
Every time I get to step onto a field I feel the blessings deeper. Even hard moments carry happiness and gratitude with them. But today wasn’t hard. It was light and fun and full of smiles.
I’m grateful to God for all the invitations I get to play; the joy I find in the game; and the mind, body, and spirit that fuel my success.