Welcome to Destined 4 the Dub!
Every #winningwednesday please come back and share in some learned life experiences involving Faith, Family, and/or Sports, as we use our divine Playbook as a guide to victory!
In the initial weeks, I will be sharing an especially personal story about my daughter’s recent sporting injury that turned my family upside down and challenged our faith like never before…
July 12, 2018 is a date that will forever be seared in my memory. My oldest daughter was competing in a USA Track and Field Regional Qualifier for Jr. Olympics. We had been calling it the Season of Redemption, as she had a heart-breaking fall in the previous year’s Qualifier during her hurdle race.
And despite being an amazing athlete, Kennedi had always struggled with self-confidence in her athletic abilities. So, after a season of strong training and positive affirmations, I saw something different in her that sunny Thursday morning. She appeared confident, excited, and focused to achieve her goal of winning the 13-14 year-old’s Pentathlon.
She started off in the 100 hurdles and ran a personal best, coming in 2nd in the field of competitors. Next up was the shot put and another personal best, which was also the furthest throw for her age group. High jump followed, and even though she had been struggling in this event over the season, she jumped a decent enough height to maintain 2nd place overall.
While waiting for the next event to begin, I walked to my car, silently thanking God for the amazing day my daughter was having. I had been in the planning stages of this blog and decided that this would be a great topic for my first post. I was confident that Kennedi was indeed “Destined 4 the Dub”, and it would be an amazing story and testimony of how she overcame all her hurdles (pun intended) to redeem herself.
The long jump tends to makes me a bit anxious, and I didn’t want my nervous energy to affect Kennedi, so I decided to sit with the other team parents while my husband coached her in that event. As I was engrossed in my favorite book, another parent got my attention to tell me that there was commotion going on at the long jump pit, and they believed my daughter was injured.
This kind of news would typically get me up out of my seat and tearing across the field. But on that day, I fought off fear and calmly walked around the perimeter of the track and started praying.
Today’s Formation Scripture came to mind – but what was I supposed to give thanks for? What if my daughter indeed was hurt? “In everything” means just that, so as I’m walking around the track, I’m thanking my Heavenly Father for being my God, thanking Him for my daughter, thanking Him for His peace that I was currently experiencing, and for whatever His plan was that was now in progress.
I had no idea what I would find once I arrived at the long jump pit, and as I approached the runway and heard my daughter’s heart-piercing cries, I had to fight harder to keep fear from overtaking my mind.
Nothing could have prepared me for what was to come. But in that moment, I knew I was honoring God by expressing thanks to Him, despite not knowing how His plans for my daughter, myself, and my family would ultimately play out. I just had to trust Him. What other choice did I have?
To follow Kennedi’s story, continue the next blog here.
For today’s strategy, think of a couple things or situations in your life that you may not feel thankful for. What are some aspects about the situation that you can express thanks for? Despite how you may feel, verbally offer thanks to God, as a demonstration of your trust in His plan for your life.
Feel free to share your response in the comments section…