Thursday, May 31, 2012
"The Plank In My Eye"
I do believe I have finally seen it all after
almost two whole years in the 10-under baseball league.
Tonight, a coach from the opposing team got tossed;
And not just tossed from the game, but from the whole community park.
And this didn't happen late in a game that was close.
This is was in the bottom of the 1st inning, with no outs, and after his
team had grabbed a 4-0 lead.
So much that is wrong with me wants to post more than the moniker
"coach from the opposing team".
And whereas I do believe the coach should be suspended from coaching
for the rest of the season ( I don't even believe the league has an any-game
suspension), what can one parent really do?
Even as I sit here 6 hours after it happened, I am still in shock, a wee bit
angered... and then, I am suddenly and overwhelming saddened...
Saddened on so many levels.
But even more than that, I am convicted.
How much every day do I take whatever my beef may be, and blow it up into some thing more than it ever is, was, or should be?
How many times do I lose control, get impatient, run my mouth (or brain) and deserve the ejection?
I can sit here and overblow the sawdust I saw on display tonight... but if I do that, I sure better be ready for the plank to fall out of my face.
Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye. Matthew 7:3-5