The other day I went to basketball practice with Syd and Paige. They are playing in a Spring league and are on the same team. There practices are always so funny. During warm ups and drills they both seem so laid back and not really in to the whole dribble, pass, shoot and defend concept. But somehow when they get into the group to do a scrimmage something changes.
Sydney becomes a coach on the floor and she seem to tell everyone where to go and what to do. She moves well on offense, calls for the ball and takes great shots. She is also one of the best at rebounding the basketball. She has a nose for it.
And Paige! Paige becomes the best little thief ever. This little thief on defense steals the ball like a cat swiping something out of mid air. She crouches down on defense and as soon as the ball gets near her she is on it. It doesn't matter who it is or how big they are. She will dive in and just take it. Who knew snatching toys was training her to snatch loose balls.
At this practice she had one of the best steals I've seen. The other teams player was running down on a fast break. Little Paige was giving it her all to catch up to him. When she finally caught up to him he was getting ready to take a shot. Suddenly Paige is breaking out in the other direction. Somehow she striped him on the way up and was off. A bit later she reached in against a much stronger player. He practically carried her with him for a few steps before she managed to get the ball.
All we could say was, that little thief!
Titled after my first book of poetry, this blog follows with a vast array of stories of hope, joy, grace, sorrow, success, thoughts and prayers. I hope to remind myself that it is okay to not know how all the notes make up the song, and to inspire others that sometimes the seemingly random is not random at all because the Truth is, we aren’t writing the score— He is. And because He is, we can just play the notes and trust that the song will be Victory
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