Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Lessons in Coaching

From my younger years until now there are countless stories about how coaching has shown me a lot about myself. You could say coaching has been a good schoolmaster for my heart.



I'll share some recent thoughts and lessons I'm learning through my vocation. 

1. The importance of preaching to yourself. 

If I let the gymnasts do their beam routines as I quietly watch, they may or may not fall. But, they will certainly miss some specific movements. They will probably wobble, they won't do their split jump big enough. They certainly won't finish their full turn on highest releve. They'll probably have poor posture on their leap, and they will, without a doubt, forget to point their toes. 

But, a strange thing will happen if they are doing their routine and I am constantly talking to them. If I'm saying helpful cues, I literally see them hear the words, and change what they are doing to apply my instruction. All of a sudden, their wobbles are gone. They have pointed toes. Their leaps are more aggressive. They look confident and competent. 

The only thing that changed was who they were listening to. I try to remind them that the most influential person in their lives is themselves, because they talk the most to themselves. If they can remember what I say, and say it to themselves, then at the competition they will be rock solid competitors. 

Same for my own spiritual life. If I can preach the gospel to myself, my faith wouldn't waver so much and I would be less prone to sin. I must remember that God loves me not because of what I do or don't do, but because of who He is. I must remember that God has set me free in Christ from sin and slavery and I don't have to respond in sin. I must remember that I more sinful than I ever could have imagined, but I'm more loved and welcomed than I could have ever dared hope. 

2. God cares more than I care. 

A typical conversation I have with anyone of my 35 gymnasts that I see on a regular basis is one that goes like this: 

Me: Do you care about your gymnastics? 
Gymnast: Yeah. 
Me: But, I've given you the same correction 10 different ways. I've spotted you on this drill 5 times. I've encouraged you, pushed you, pressured you, and everything is the same. You're not making any corrections. There's not much effort to change what I've asked you to change. It seems to me that you don't value what I'm telling you. I can't care about your gymnastics more than you care about your gymnastics.

Because this sport is so intense for the coach, the gymnast and their family, we are encouraged to make sure the gymnasts care more about their gymnastics than the coach. If it's the other way around, the coach will carry a burden they can't bear and the gymnast will never live up to their expectations. The coach will always be disappointed and the gymnast will always be crushed from never meeting the coach's expectations. 

At church this Sunday, my pastor said the most freeing, burden-lifting statement about the mission to make disciples throughout the whole earth. He said, "God cares more about his mission than you do." Because God has all authority, he will complete his mission--whether or not we do our part. 

It was the opposite of what we tell the kids, and it was so freeing. I was free to go and make disciples because it doesn't depend on me. I'm completely approved by God whether my disciple-making efforts are successful or not. 

Not only does he care about his mission more than I do, he has authority to complete it and he promises to be with me (Matt 28:16-20). So I'm abundantly confident his mission will be accomplished, and in knowing that he cares about it more than me has ironically made me care more about the mission. 


Some videos of our young talent and fun pre-teens. 







Saturday, August 13, 2011

Deception: A strange, sad feeling.

Tonight I read old journal entries. I was reminded of what it feels like to be deceived. It is a strange, sad feeling. 


It's like looking into a carnival mirror. You think you see accurately, but reality is much different than what the mirror portrays. 


It makes you feel foolish. 


It proves to you that you hoped in something that wasn't true. It makes you want to never hope again. 


It makes you question why was there never a moment of clarity? Or ask, why was I blinded? 


It makes you feel used and shamed. 


It leaves you with pit of pain right above your stomach and below your neck. I guess that's what they call heartache. 


Yet, it breaks the fallow ground of your heart. I'm reminded I can't live life alone. I need people outside of myself that can help me see things I can't. 


Ultimately, it is a blatant reminder of the gospel. I was dead, I was deceived, I was blind. I loved darkness, I didn't see that I was storing up God's wrath. It wasn't until the God who said, "Let light shine out of darkness," took away my blindness. He opened my eyes and my deception was done. Sin was foolish. Idols never fulfill what they promise. He gave me eyes to see the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Christ. He made me love the light, love God, love the gospel. 


Even in the midst of the strange, sad feeling of deception God is gracious to remind me of his freeing, rescuing grace. 

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Brother's Wedding

Rejoicing with others who are themselves rejoicing does not come naturally to me. It's actually one of my sinful tendencies that rears its ugly head too frequently in my life. So when I can celebrate, rejoice and find joy in other people's joy it truly is a miracle. The rescuing grace of Christ frees me from my slavery to envy and covetousness and enables me to delight in the God who blesses and gives good gifts to his children.  


My brother got married last weekend and it is an understatement to say it was amazing, beautiful, and God-glorifying. There were tears of happiness from so many. Their vows were theologically rich, their love true, and their delight in God fully displayed. 


There are a ton of things I love about my brother, but I will only mention two. During his time of dating Kellye he developed a very rich and deep understanding of the gospel that came out in his relationship with her. He's probably ruined me forever...now my expectations are too high for any guy I might be interested in. 


1. He's a man that knows how to pursue and desires to lay down his life for another. I've quoted this so many times because it's one of my favorite pieces of advice he gave me: "The man lays down his life for the woman, and the woman responds by giving him her heart. It's not the other way around. You don't give a man your heart and hope he lays down his life for you." 


2. He always saw the way Christ loved the church as a cultivating love. He took something that was unlovely and made it lovely. He saw that it was his role as a biblical man to cultivate Kellye. This included helping her to grow in her gifts and trying to make it easy for her to communicate. Also he saw it his duty to help her see Christ more clearly and to do everything in his power to cause her to flourish.  


All of this to say, God has made my brother an incredible man. It's awesome to meet so many people that tell you that they love your brother, and "there's no better man". 


And by God's grace I was able to rejoice and celebrate and delight in the gifts that God has given my brother and his new wife. 


I am grateful for miracles. 


Bachelorette party with some FUN, and AMAZING girls 
Bachelorette Festivities...celebrating Jordan's hispanic heritage

Marisa, Kellye's younger sister and Maid of Honor
Some of the groomsmen

Me and the beautiful bride
All of us bridesmaids. 
Mr. and Mrs. Jordan Vargas
Right after the ceremony...they're MARRIED!

Our entrance dance 
Jordan and Kellye Vargas

Can't wait to see the photos!

Sparkler send off!!