Let’s be straight here. I am not really good at sports. I am really uncoordinated to the point it’s awkward. I own it now. I was the sympathy vote. There’s only 12 spots on varsity Basketball and I was the 13th spot my senior year. In the area of southern Kansas where I lived Seniors were never allowed on Jr Varsity.
It was my senior year and I was that guy. I was the guy who played about 30 minutes total out of 20 games. I was the guy who used all 5 fouls when possible. I was the guy who was on the floor more than the mop.
We were losing big. By halftime we were down by 20 points. My coach wanted to “wake up” the starters by having them sit. He was short and brief, “Alright, I want Mueller, Justin, Dustin, and Jeremy to start the second half.” Then he walked out. I didn’t get it, I’m the last one picked… I started to get really nervous wasn’t breathing like I should have. As we got closer I didn’t feel good. In fact I was not ready. I should have not gone on the floor but I was a high schooler who was invisible.
I was running up and down the court quickly played great defense. Then it happened. I got an elbow into my lower chest. It was right between my ribcage and my stomach. It hurt I took one step back and then could not control what happened next. It was like slow motion and bent over and let everything in my stomach come out on the opponents shoes. It didn’t stop there on my way to the bench I threw up a couple more times. I then proceeded to the locker room and just holding my chest threw up while feeling a weird pain in my chest. After about 10 minutes went back out to the bench in a walk of shame. And had to run back into the locker room and throw up again. It was by far my darkest hour at the school I attended.
I remember my locker was right next to the coach’s classroom and it was full of air flight sickness bags when I got back to school on Monday.
Have you ever felt you would never get over a dark hour of your life? This was one of the most embarrassing moments of my school life. But I finally got over it. It took a few days but it did pass.
God would love to help you through your dark hours. We just need to listen to Him and seek help from our peers.
Do you have a dark hour you need help getting over reach out to God. Pray for his help.