In The Midst Of The Storm

When time starts to run out,

do you look straight ahead,

or do you pay attention to the clock?

Do you look around at the crowd,

and listen to them shout,

or do you remain solid as a rock?

When your team is breaking down,

and they turn towards you,

do you come up with excuses,

or do you say a quick prayer with them,

and lead them into victory.

People curse and yell, "you are down by fourteen points".

They remind you that there are only two minutes left in the game,

and your team is filled with concussions and broken joints,

and the crowd spits and calls you names.

What do you do?

You wipe the blood, sweat, and tears from your eyes.

You call on God,

and ask for strength, will, determination, and drive.

Then one unanswered touchdown comes.

Then another touchdown comes.

The score is tied with thirty seconds left.

Now the other team is scared.

The crowd is not so loud,

and the other team makes the mistake,

of not downing the ball.

They throw it and we intercept it,

and run out of bounds,

as they now begin to fall.

It all comes down to this -

a twenty yard field goal kick.

It goes, no it blows right through,

and we are the ones who take all.