The other boy tried out for soccer at his boarding school. Over 80 students started the week of try-outs, and 45 were cut by the end of the week. This boy loves soccer as much as his brother does. He's the kind of kid who needs LONG periods of sleep on vacation to catch up, but he set his own alarm and went running in the early mornings to improve his fitness all during the break. As the try-out week went on was glad he had, as he was more fit than many, and though he made some mistakes he felt confident that he was doing well. By Saturday, after scrimmages, the captain of the varsity team even came to him to comment on how well he was playing, considering him a shoo-in for varsity. But the same day that his brother made his club, this boy found his name posted on the JV list. Better than nothing, and perhaps the best place for him to get playing time, but a huge let-down for him. He felt betrayed and confused when looking at the kids who were chosen over him. Most Juniors were pushed up to varsity except for him and a boy who was injured.
A tale of two boys, one who emerged with strengthened confidence and a sense of accomplishment; one who emerged bruised in spirit and questioning why adults in his life seem to push him down. And a tale of two parents who ache. Ache for the stress the first boy is going to face with a heavy practice and class schedule, ache for the decisions he has to make to be in the group. Ache for the sense of failure and confusion the second boy has, ache because we know he's a great player and kid, ache while telling him to humbly give his all for whatever team he's on, to not give up, to see God's merciful hand behind even what looks like a disappointing outcome.
Hoping, believing, this tale ends in joy for both boys.