Falling Short: A Little More on Urgh!!!

I need to add a few details to why I was feeling the way I was last night (see previous post).

When we told the coach, those weeks ago, that our son wouldn't be playing on Sundays, we fully explained that it was because we were L.D.S., and Sunday is our Sabbath.  The coach told us that he'd had others who had had similar religious views--L.D.S. kids, Jewish kids, etc.--play on his teams in the past, who had declined playing on certain days (Saturdays and Sundays), so it was no big deal. 

I guess I wondered why he even brought up the fact that our son was playing on the B team when he spoke to the Warden a couple weeks ago.  Who really cares?  I totally wouldn't have.  It wouldn't have bothered me.

Here's the real scoop.

Maybe I'm being too candid and exposing too much of my inner feelings here, but after last night, it started to bother me.

When I went up to talk to the coach after practice, there was another mom, the team mom, standing there.  She handed me the schedule for the season, as she did so, the coach said, "Xxx won't be playing on Sunday, he has to go talk to God, or something like that."  He also told me that soccer wasn't work.  The lecture he gave had much more to it, but these are the general points.  In front of the other mom, the coach was very sarcastic and gave me a bit of a lecture on when we should be holding our Sabbath.  It was uncomfortable, but I stood silent and took it. 

My hopes that our being up-front and honest from the beginning and just being allowed to go our own way and do what we need to do are not coming to pass.  I guess after last night's conversation, it became clear to me why the coach told my husband about the B team.  I no longer believe it was an innocent comment about our son's placement.  It was a slap in the face.

I want to make it clear that I don't care if my son is on the A, B or Z team.  Whatever.  Really.  It's the fact that this coach is trying to get his teeth into us.

If he said that was fine, and he still wanted our son on his team, then he needs to let it go.  I know I can't get him to do that.  I need to just smile and wave....smile and wave (but do I have to do it with all of my fingers?).  I guess as one who attempts to follow Jesus Christ, yes, I do--ALL of them.  So, maybe because I'm feeling a bit bitter shows where I stand as a follower of Christ--I have a long way to go, but I'm trying.  Do those who truly follow Christ feel this way, or do they just roll with whatever--no bitter feelings involved.  Someday, I'd like to get there.  For now, I fall short.

So, I'm sure this isn't the end of this.  I'm sure there will be more comments.  B team, A team, X, Y, or Z team, our son will continue to play.  We will continue to smile, and we will stand firm in our need to live the Sabbath.  The blessings for doing so are too great to deny.  I need to fear God more than any old sarcastic soccer coach.

Smile and wave....smile and wave....