So even though everything surrounding soccer practice was frustrating for me last week, Andrew's game was a high point of the weekend and soccer so far.
First of all, Saturday was beautiful. Secondly, we left our house around a little after 10 a.m. as planned which meant we could easily deal with the unanticipated congestion in the parking lot. We unloaded everyone and everything, found the field, and set up our chairs (by our I mean borrowed from my parents). It took a little convincing to get Andrew onto the field with his team to warm-up, but he did make it out there eventually in time to practice scoring a goal. He did get to start and was subbed out and in throughout the quarters. We found out there are two stand-outs on our team who consistently understand the concept of going in the right direction, taking the ball away from the other team, and actually dribbling and scoring. The rest of the team, including Andrew, would do those intermittently. Andrew's performance was better than expected; he did get a few touches in. All the kids, for how little it was practiced, could throw the ball in after it went out-of-bounds. Not that it matters, but I think our team won.
Andrew's take-away experience from the game? He and all the kids got to run underneath the arms of their parents after it was all over.
I was reminded again how thankful I am for the people God brings into my life and little connections and moments that make life so much more wonderful.
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