I Get Down, He Lifts Me Up

Today was bitter sweet. I got to sleep in (kind of) because its Spring Break!! yeah...so that was great. Then I read a few chapters in a really good book. Then I had to go to softball practice...this was when the devil started pestering me. I started off this year playing short-stop. I thought that I was doing pretty well but Arel took my spot. She has been playing the sport longer than I have & our coach is new this year so he didn't really know where to put everyone. Apparently she is better than me at playing the position. About a week ago, when this happened I was upset. I didn't think it was fair that she took my spot. I began talking to Jesus about it & I saw how foolish I was. Life is too short for me to be sorry for myself. I realized that God has a master plan & I'm pretty sure this "tiff" was in it so that I could come closer to Jesus. Okay...so I rambled off that to tell u that I'm okay with Arel playing short now. :D About today at practice. I'm all pumped up to get to hit when we scrimage because that's what I am now (designated hitter). I pretty much tell myself I'm going to hit it to the fence. But both of the times I'm up to bat I barely get a hit & I get out. This bummed me out because batting is supposed to be my strength. So I'm all upset for this dumb reason when the end of practice comes. We run our bases like every practice & when coach tells me to stick on 2nd I totally miss the bag. He hollers at me & I pretty much give up on life. I can't field well anymore, I cannot bat well either, & to top it off I can't run the stinking bases without messing up. So I'm waiting for my nana to pick me up...& I look up at the sky. I started talking it over with Jesus and BOOM...it hits me. Here I am being sorry for myself all over again. Something Ricky said a while back came to my mind. We can't be God's light if we are only worried about ourselves. (something like that) How was I supposed to be a good witness to those girls on my team by pouting around. God also showed me that this life is so much greater than one lousy practice that I have. Softball is not the reason I'm on this earth. My job is to love God, be loved by Him, and help lead others to His kingdom. Wow. Thank You Jesus.