When God Moves

It’s football time again, and our not-as-little-as-he-used-to-be guy is having a big time. But this year, things are a little different.  Right before the season started, something happened.  God moved us in a different direction, and I wasn’t so sure why.  We have certainly had a hard year, and I really felt like Cade needed some familiarity. 

But the Lord thought otherwise. 

After much prayer, we decided to let Cade play football in the county in which we live.  We have never done anything there because we don’t ever go to that side of town.  But I’m so glad the God is smarter than we are.

Change is hard.  No matter the circumstances, it’s just plain hard.  You don’t know anyone, you don’t know how things are ran, you don’t know how well your child will adjust, but God does.

(I stole this picture off of the internet.  This isn’t our team.  But I promise I will have one soon!)

As tough as this decision was, it has been such a blessing to our family.  After the first week of practice, the boys (Rob and Cade) came home telling me that they said a prayer as a team each and every time they were together.  We also had VBS the same week that football started.  Cade had to miss a day of practice, and when Rob talked to the coach to tell him about it, his reply was “Well, that’s certainly more important than football.”  And he meant it!

Tuesday, Cade got hurt.   At the end of practice, one of the little boys said a prayer thanking God “that Cade didn’t get hurt so bad,” and asking God to “help Cade get better so he can practice again soon!” 

Is that not the sweetest thing ever?  Cade only knows one kid on the team – his cousin.  Everyone else he has only known for a week, and they care this much about one another?

I’m so thankful that God moves us out of our comfort zone.  You never know the blessing He has in store!