I woke up in the middle of the night. As I tried to go back to sleep, the unexpected events of the day kept running through my mind.
Then the questions started…
“Was it jet lag? Did I make a mistake by having him fly in the day before the competition?
Should I have gone with him to help him?
Have I been exaggerating his success in my mind? Maybe he really isn’t that good. Maybe I shouldn’t have entered him in this tournament at all? (It’s funny how the unbiased testimony of experienced coaches never comes to mind during these times!)
Will the college coaches think that he is a “wild card” because he didn’t warm up with the team?
What if they decide not to offer him a scholarship after all?
What if he ends up going to the local junior college and living with us. Two months ago that was his plan and I thought that it was a good, realistic one…but now we have made such a focused effort and been so excited about winning a scholarship…
How will he handle that if that did happen? How will I handle it?
There was no way I could get back to sleep so I ended up getting dressed, going for a walk and praying.
After about an hour, I came to the conclusion that we have done all that we could. In the end, it is ultimately up to God! If He can get college coaches interested in my son, He surely can keep them interested. I sure can’t!
