My recent life

The rain was pouring down on the goal box as my feet splashed up and down in inches of water and mud. My whole body was soaked and my clothes and face were lined with mud and blood. Seconds passed like hours as I stood on the goal line waiting for the call. I locked eyes with the desperate, and hungry Northville senior standing on the 18-yard line as we growled at each other with intensity. I licked my lips and shook the rainwater out of my hair and my eyes. This is the moment of glory that he had been waiting for all year, yet it was also a moment for me. A moment where I could stand in shock and give up, or try to predict the direction of his shot, or stay focused on the ball and steal his glory right out from his feet. As the official signaled the kicker, I sent up prayer after prayer to God’s help. I watched intently as the kicker approached the ball and made contact, and the next thing I know is that I’m splashing through the mud as the ball deflects off of my hands. As I realize what just happened, another shot is taken at the far corner, and I quickly throw my hands up to catapult the ball out of bounds. The moment is over. I have survived for now, and the loss is not on my hands, but there will always be another shot.

I choose to use this picture to describe how I have been feeling recently because soccer has been a big part of my life, and therefore has had a large influence on how I live my life. I feel like recently I have been overwhelmed with stress because of soccer, and each day as I pray to God for strength, He grants my enough to block the next shot that is coming my way.