Because of what we are currently reading in our Sisterhood Book Club, I have been thinking today about quitting.
Looking back on my life there are lot of things that I quit for many different reasons. There is one in particular that I really regret. Softball. I played on a city league for a few years as a kid. I was terrible at first but ended up being a pretty decent 3rd baseman. In 8th grade, I decided to try out for the school team. I worked hard but wasn’t really sure I would make it. Those girls were much better than me. I was right, I didn’t make it as a player but the coach liked my heart and hustle and offered me the manager position. Now, we all know that means glorified water girl and taking care of the equipment. I didn’t see it as an honor or that the coach had taken a liking to me and wanted to include me. I saw it as a knock down; a visible display of that the fact that I didn’t make the cut. I wasn’t good enough to play. I quit. I turned it down and I have always regretted it.
I wish I had seen it as an honor. I wish I would of have looked at as even though I wasn’t good enough to play, the coach saw something in me and didn’t want to let me go. You see, you couldn’t just sign up to be a manager, he only took people as managers that had tried out. Out of 20 girls that got cut, I was the one he picked. I didn’t realize that at the time. My perspective was completely skewed by my pride. The coach probably would of worked with me more. I would of been able to hang out with some of my friends more. It would of been a great opportunity to serve and develop a servant’s hearts. I would of learned a lot. God tested me many more times with opportunity’s to search for the right perspective, heart and motivation.
My son is an avid football player. It is what this kid lives for. He has a friend who is one of the mangers on the football team. He is a little too short to play, but loves football and wanted to be involved. I watch him serve and love every minute of it. He is really good at it and he is a hard worker. He gets to go to the practices, hang out with his friends, and go with his friends to the games. He is still “in the loop”. Ethan and his other friends recognize that without their managers, they couldn’t do what they do. They wouldn’t stay organized or even hydrated. They consider their manager friend a very integral part of their team and he takes it very seriously. This kid has certainly got some things figured out that I didn’t at his age. I love his heart.
I never again want to quit something because my pride gets in the way. I don’t want to miss an opportunity because it didn’t look like what I thought it should. I don’t want to miss doing something because other people are better at it than me. Even though God has brought me a long way, I wonder how my life would of been different if I had not quit that one thing.
Don’t worry, I am not riddled with guilt and I don’t consider myself a quitter. I just am glad I know am able to look at situations through the guidance of the Holy Spirit and only quit on the things He wants me to.
What about you? What motivates you to quit stuff and could God be trying to show you some conditions within your own heart?