This past Saturday I had the opportunity to officiate a local club volleyball tournament. I do a lot of officiating and the days can be long and arduous. Volleyball comes in waves and a typical Saturday in a large tournament will consist of two six hour waves, with matches starting at 8 am and going deep into the evenings. Over the course of the day you will stand for hours, blow your whistle a couple thousand times, watch coaches complain about things when they don't even know the rules, and listen to obnoxious holler rude things and ruin the experience for their own children. The days can be fun, but they also can wear on you, especially by your fifth month of multiple weekends since January.
In the officials room before the matches this past weekend I sat with some fellow referees and I just listened to their conversations. Must of the time they spent complaining about working and ever other other word out of their mouth was profane in nature, and I was thinking, man, you guys sure are miserable. For me, yes the days are long, the back and feet ache, BUT I get to do something I really love. I get to interact with talented and intriguing young people who make me feel good about our future, and I get to be involved in the consummate team sport.
A year and a half ago I had neck surgery and a small stroke. Now I am able to stand for 12 hours on a Saturday and officiate the game I love. God has been merciful to me, and his mercies are new every day. This journey is too short and too filled with blessings to be brought down by people and events we have no control over. Let us live each day knowing that God is in control, and that his mercies continue to be new every day.
Lamentations 3:22-23 English Standard Version (ESV)22 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;[a]
his mercies never come to an end;
23 they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.