Could it be that #12 out there on the field used to be that little four year old soccer player who just stood in the middle of the field, hands clasped in front of her, with a terrified look on her face? I remember on game days going onto the field, holding Lindsay’s hand, and dragging her to the ball so she could kick it. Our goal each Saturday was 10 kicks – didn’t matter which direction – just 10 kicks. And that was in a 3v3 game.
Saturday was Lindsay’s last game this year. She’s come a long way. This was a tough season for her. She was assigned to a team where she was the youngest player, where she didn’t have any friends on the team to start with, and where the coach was very difficult to understand. (I know they speak English in Scotland, but they disguise it well.) She struggled, but she hung in there. And it turned out to be a good season. Her team went 8-1 and won the season-ending tournament.
Linz is my tenacious one. When she gets an idea in her head she goes after it. Never mind the obstacles. I love that about her. I hope she never loses that tenacity in life – and in following Jesus. Go after Him with everything that you’ve got, kid.
I’m proud of Lindsay. The fact that she loves to play soccer and basketball – that’s just a bonus to her dad. And just for the record, he can still beat her at both games (I think), but not at foot races.
She turns 13 in two weeks. Wow, two teenage girls in the house. Life is good.
(Lindsay: if I could pick anyone I’d pick you, because I like you best)
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Hey dad I love you. If I could pick any 1 i’d pick you cuz I like u best!