This may be a long post, but I have to say how mighty God is and that the scripture "Vengenance is Mine" is oh so real and true.
I am a youth football coach and my 10 year old son plays as well. During our second straight run for a Maryland Division I state championship, turmoil struck me and my family. My wife was the Team Mom and there were issues with another woman on the team. Emails went back and forth as my wife tried to keep our focus about the team rather than her and the other woman. People took offense to the emails and myself and my wife were immediately attacked by the other coaches, head coach included. We were labeled trouble makers, etc. After being almost physically attacked by the woman and her husband, I still forgave them and wanted peace amongst our families. The next day during our game, another member of the coaching staff literally attacked me physically over something small. My son was upset after all of this and we were forced out. I decided to remove myself from that team. My wife was accussed of stealing funds (further from the truth) and we were alienated because I didn't allow my son to play in two more playoff games. They won States again, and had that "we did it without you and your son" mentality.
Fast Forward to 2012 . . . I decided to allow my son to skip the next age and weight category and play older rather than play with that same coach and deal with those same people. Here is where God comes in. The organization decided to switch leagues which ruffled a lot of feathers because it was done at the last minute. The organization was able to find a league after two failed attempts of trying to get into another league and then once they were rejected, they tried to go back to the league where they left. That threw a major monkey wrench in the team that betrayed me. Why? Because they were no longer a team. My son was asked to play with the team being coached by the organization's VP. Myself was offered the Offensive Coordinator's position. The VP asked me if he should make phone calls for other kids from that team. I gave him the honest assessment on each kid and he said no. The Head Coach from that team was booted out of the organization and parents and other coaches now have to scramble to find a new team with practice starting in a few weeks. They are so angry and bitter that they have to find a new place to play, travel further and risk their kids not playing in a comfortable position. Meanwhile, my son rose to the top, is the captain, and has a spot.
Those individuals are experiencing the hurt and frustration that I endured last season after being mistreated for doing nothing wrong. The thing is, I was still kind to those individuals and forgave them, because I knew they would suffer some how and some way. I just didn't know when. Looking back, I'm glad what happened last season happened, because it allowed myself and my son to be elevated to our current positions. That team that he was a part of last year, crumbled and the pieces scattered. God is so good!!
Something as simple as youth football, God still has control. These individuals--eat, breathe and live football and that was stripped from them and caused chaos and turmoil.
I am a youth football coach and my 10 year old son plays as well. During our second straight run for a Maryland Division I state championship, turmoil struck me and my family. My wife was the Team Mom and there were issues with another woman on the team. Emails went back and forth as my wife tried to keep our focus about the team rather than her and the other woman. People took offense to the emails and myself and my wife were immediately attacked by the other coaches, head coach included. We were labeled trouble makers, etc. After being almost physically attacked by the woman and her husband, I still forgave them and wanted peace amongst our families. The next day during our game, another member of the coaching staff literally attacked me physically over something small. My son was upset after all of this and we were forced out. I decided to remove myself from that team. My wife was accussed of stealing funds (further from the truth) and we were alienated because I didn't allow my son to play in two more playoff games. They won States again, and had that "we did it without you and your son" mentality.
Fast Forward to 2012 . . . I decided to allow my son to skip the next age and weight category and play older rather than play with that same coach and deal with those same people. Here is where God comes in. The organization decided to switch leagues which ruffled a lot of feathers because it was done at the last minute. The organization was able to find a league after two failed attempts of trying to get into another league and then once they were rejected, they tried to go back to the league where they left. That threw a major monkey wrench in the team that betrayed me. Why? Because they were no longer a team. My son was asked to play with the team being coached by the organization's VP. Myself was offered the Offensive Coordinator's position. The VP asked me if he should make phone calls for other kids from that team. I gave him the honest assessment on each kid and he said no. The Head Coach from that team was booted out of the organization and parents and other coaches now have to scramble to find a new team with practice starting in a few weeks. They are so angry and bitter that they have to find a new place to play, travel further and risk their kids not playing in a comfortable position. Meanwhile, my son rose to the top, is the captain, and has a spot.
Those individuals are experiencing the hurt and frustration that I endured last season after being mistreated for doing nothing wrong. The thing is, I was still kind to those individuals and forgave them, because I knew they would suffer some how and some way. I just didn't know when. Looking back, I'm glad what happened last season happened, because it allowed myself and my son to be elevated to our current positions. That team that he was a part of last year, crumbled and the pieces scattered. God is so good!!
Something as simple as youth football, God still has control. These individuals--eat, breathe and live football and that was stripped from them and caused chaos and turmoil.