As I backpedal my steps and glance over my shoulder, I can hear the screams of shoes on hardwood grow closer. I worry of running into someone, but not as much as I fear getting trampled by sixth graders. A boy with the basketball takes too many steps without dribbling, and I shortly blow my whistle. I get down on one knee and stare at an already distraught face, "You need to make sure you bounce the ball when you are moving with it, kiddo. Give it another try." I return the ball to him, and he smiles at the second chance.
Upward Basketball is a unique league. It is not only devoted to teaching kids about the sport, but also about Christianity. At every practice, there is a short devotion in between, relating something in the game to the Word of God. Over twelve weeks, I have the privilege of watching young kids evolve, both spiritually and physically. Whether it is an eight year old that makes his first basket, or a thirteen year old that commits her life to Jesus, I am filled with joy to know that I was a part of the process. However, giving second chances is my favorite part.
Thoughts?
Upward Basketball is a unique league. It is not only devoted to teaching kids about the sport, but also about Christianity. At every practice, there is a short devotion in between, relating something in the game to the Word of God. Over twelve weeks, I have the privilege of watching young kids evolve, both spiritually and physically. Whether it is an eight year old that makes his first basket, or a thirteen year old that commits her life to Jesus, I am filled with joy to know that I was a part of the process. However, giving second chances is my favorite part.
Thoughts?
