“The work is from God. My sins and my negligences have been obstacles in its way but after my departure, it will prosper.” St. Vincent
by Jenny Beatrice
My 12-year-old son Mac is a hockey goalie. A good one, too. He’s having the time of his life and I’m a nervous wreck!
Mac thrives on the responsibility of this position, while at the same time, understanding that the game is a team effort. He knows the game is not won or lost solely on his performance. It’s hard for me to accept this when he is the one on the team with the puck coming at him fast and furious. This experience leaves me in awe of his ninja-like moves, his steadfast concentration and positive attitude.
He reminds me of his dad, my husband Bob who has led a 20+-year career as a coach. During practice, he works side-by-side with his players, teaching them new skills and pushing them to be their best. At the pre-game meeting, he runs through plays and pep talks. Then it’s time—time to let them go, leaving him to live through the at-the-buzzer victories and gut-wrenching losses from the sidelines. No amount of direction, shouting or stomping can change the fact that ultimately, the game is out of his hands. I don’t know how he does it. If it were me, I’d be more of a shouter and stomper.
In his infinite quest to discover himself in the image of Christ, St. Vincent said, “The work is from God. My sins and my negligences have been obstacles in its way but after my departure, it will prosper.”
Like the words of St. Vincent, the boys in my life have taught me about letting go–about how to face the challenges that come at me fast and furious. I can get in the game and trust in the outcome. I can trust in others who are on the journey with me. And I can trust that God will be with me always.
I just need to remember to get out of the way.