My Foolish Heart (2011)
My Foolish Heart
“Caleb looked up from where he sat on the bench, taking notes on the players. “Hey, Dan.” Great. Now Pastor Dan could report to the coffee slingers how he coached from the bench. He’d seen them sitting in the stands yesterday morning.
The fact remained, however, that his players simply didn’t run as hard, as fast, without him standing over them. But he’d had to sit down, his eyes nearly crossed from hours of standing, running, hiding his limp, which only became more pronounced as the morning gre...w hot.
Long.
Agonizing.
Add to that a team that carried two years of loss and a defeated attitude into this season, and he just wanted to go home, soak his leg, and figure out why he’d ever thought he could do this job.
The fact was, after three days of practice, Caleb could admit he needed help. An assistant to help him run the plays, put action to words. He never thought he’d actually have to go it alone—the school board had specifically mentioned volunteers.
Days like today stirred the old urge to reach out to God, to ask for help.MoreLess
The fact remained, however, that his players simply didn’t run as hard, as fast, without him standing over them. But he’d had to sit down, his eyes nearly crossed from hours of standing, running, hiding his limp, which only became more pronounced as the morning gre...w hot.
Long.
Agonizing.
Add to that a team that carried two years of loss and a defeated attitude into this season, and he just wanted to go home, soak his leg, and figure out why he’d ever thought he could do this job.
The fact was, after three days of practice, Caleb could admit he needed help. An assistant to help him run the plays, put action to words. He never thought he’d actually have to go it alone—the school board had specifically mentioned volunteers.
Days like today stirred the old urge to reach out to God, to ask for help.MoreLess
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