Saturday, March 21, 2015

The Power of Friendship

This is Taylor.  He was a member of my first class at Harrisburg (although I did not have the privilege of teaching him).  His mom is my best friend.  

These two facts have led to an obsession with high school basketball.  Taylor and his team, the Hanson Beavers, are playing for the State B Championship tonight.  I know no other young man on the Beaver team.  Just Taylor.  Still, I found myself cheering and holding back tears watching them play last night.  As excited for other young men in Beaver blue as I am for Taylor.

Why?  Why am I nervous for a bunch of boys I do not even know?  Why am I in tears, my heart spilling over with pride in how these boys conduct themselves?  It all seems silly, the workings of an overly emotional girl.

The power of friendship.  Sarah is important to me so Taylor is important to me.  I have shared in his growing up for the past five years.  I have prayed for, hoped for, and seen God's guidance on his life.  Sarah and I have walked through a tough boss, job changes, babies, surgeries, Bible study, college choices, heartbreak, and more.

The power of friendship makes these games important to me.  Even though I can't be there, I cheer and pray. I exclaim out loud at text messages.  

The power of friendship opens the window to what may be in the future.  With four boys I can imagine sitting in the stands, praying for my sons to perform their best.

Tonight, our house is going Beaver crazy as we cheer for Taylor and the boys.  Ge Beavers!  Beat those Lions!

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