It's Hard To Stand Still!!!

                                                               

          When I was in college, I played on a girl's flag football team.  We played against other girl dorm's on campus.  It was the end of the season and we were in the final tournament.  I was playing a back on defense, and the girl had the ball and she was basically just standing there.  We were lined up in away that she couldn't get passed any of us.  Standing there waiting for the move, she was so open, all anyone needed to do was run up there and pull her flag.  I couldn't stand it anymore, I ran.  The minute I moved from my spot she saw her hole, she zig zagged to it, past the end line and scored a touch down.  It was the last few minutes of the game.  We lost...........no one yelled at me or anything, but later my friend said, "Okay, why did you do it??"  " Why did you move??"  I replied, " Somebody had to move, she was right there I just knew I could get to her." She said, " But friend, it wasn't your play to make, you were supposed to stand still."

           Sometimes life feels like that.  It's obvious what needs to happen, what need should be filled, what new program should be started, what needs fixed or remodeled.  " Why can't anyone see it? Why won't anyone move?"  I don't really want to move, I am not fast enough, wise enough, yet no one is moving??  I have to move!!

             It's a difficult thing trying to make sure that your acting on right impulses.  Doing something because your the one destined to do it, not just doing what needs to be done.  Maybe it's someone else's blessing that you will snatch and then it turns into your nightmare.  On the other hand you can't use that as a cop out.  Maybe noone else sees the need because it is your need to fill.
 
             So I will prayerfully and cautiously watch the offensive line.  I will not run from the back defense line through the front defense, through the front offense in a desperate act to just be some one that reaches the football.  I will consider all options and then try to play my part on the team................even if it means I just stand still.


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