I’m a pretty competitive person when it comes to sports. Whether playing, watching, or coaching, I like to win (well…who doesn’t?) and this competitiveness manifests itself in my intensity, my words, and my actions.
Today, Jacob’s grade 6 boys volleyball team from St. Paul Elementary School began the defense of their CISVA (Catholic Independent Schools Vancouver Archdiocese) championship from last year by going undefeated in the qualifying tournament. The team will hope to repeat as champs next Tuesday when they play at the day-long championships.
I’ve been coaching this team all season and it’s been a lot of fun…despite the early morning practices. They are a talented and fun bunch of guys. They are (mostly) respectful (haha) and generally trust me and my coaching decisions. There are some really good athletes on the team and when the best guys are playing their best, I truly don’t think there’s another school that can beat them.
On our Alaskan cruise last month, we went to get family portraits done in the ship’s photography studio. The 30-minute shoot went very quickly, and at its conclusion we booked an appointment to go back later in the week to look at the pictures (and perhaps buy some).
We decided that 4 of us would go: Gail, my brother Jason, my mom Joyce, and me. We felt that this particular combination of people would give us the best chance of making a good decision without paying too much.
We all had our particular roles too.
I was the “Schmoozer” (surprise surprise) and my job was to break the ice and create a comfortable atmosphere before we talked big bucks.
At my home parish of St. Paul’s, we are once again affected by the changes, as we will be getting our 3rd assistant pastor in 3 years. It’s not a bad thing, as our church is looked at as one of the most dynamic in our archdiocese and a great place for priests to gain valuable experience in a large parish and thus hone their ministry craft.
In reflecting on this upcoming transition, I started to relate it to youth ministry (surprise, surprise). In particular, it underscored for me the importance of having a good transition plan in place when a parish youth ministry coordinator or youth minister moves on…for whatever reason.
This past Tuesday night, I (along with Sean) was the blessed to be an “accomplice” in my buddy Mike’s marriage proposal to his girlfriend Jennifer. It was an amazing and unforgettable night, in large part because Jenn had no idea that the proposal was coming and she was caught completely off-guard.
Thankfully, she said yes…haha.
Mike had been planning the proposal for the past two months, and in the last week in particular we exchanged a flurry of emails, texts, and phone calls as we finalized the details. Our plan was quite elaborate and quite brilliant if I may say so myself…as was the execution. The acting on the other hand….