I always get a little annoyed when football announcers set in their position and talk about what they would do if a coach or player. Not that they don't know the game a whole lot better than me, but the fact is the game has changed aa little bit in the last 20 years. Many of these guys are old timers now / Yes they were good players in their day ... But some might not be as good if they were playing against some of the young guys today.
Its pretty easy to say, "This is what i would do, or would have did if i was there playing the game. This and so would never have happened if it was me."
Couple things to consider:
How would you know that is what you would have done.? Were you there on the field? How does one know what they would do under circumstances? Under the pressure of the moment?
I don't believe we really know the answers to these questions unless we are there in those moments on the field. It is pretty easy to sit and say.... thus and so.
I am more and more in life , reserving my Quarterback status in the game unless i am willing to put on the pads and get in the game. I see myself as an old man. I do have experience. I am willing to give my thoughts but everyone need understand unless I'm in the game then i need to keep my mouth shut.
Sometimes it is hard to do. There are things that happen in churches where i have pastored or Boards, i have served on, .... and it would be pretty easy for me to go ..." Hey what in God's name are YOU DOING?" 'That is about the dumbest thing i have ever seen." But it is important that i keep my arm chair quarterbacking to myself. Stuff may be happening that is God at work , that I don't have clue about. The Holy Spirit may be pulling bunny fir out of the nest and change is needing to happen.
Story; When mother eagle is about to lay eggs, she builds a nest. She uses sticker bush for the outside. but inside, she lines the nest with bunny fir. The eggs are laid, and soon lil eaglets are hatched. Momma feeds them well and they grow. One day, it becomes time for the eaglets to fly. but it is very comfortable in the nest. After all there is food and warmth of mom and bunny fir. Momma, wanting her babies to learn to fly , one day pulls the bunny fir out of the nest. The little eaglets do not like the sticker nest so, they hop up on the edge of the nest. It is there, Momma, flies high in the sky, swooping down and knocks the little eaglets off the edge of the nest. As they fall they spread their wings. the wind, catches the wings and up they go flying. Once in a while, a young bird does not spread his wings, and like a bomb, drops through the sky. Momma still swoops down. She catches the eaglet. on her back and flies with him up to the nest again. There she drops him off in the nest, where once again, he hops up on the edge where she knocks him off again. This repeats until the young bird, spreads wings and learns to fly.
A few years ago one of my kids came to me and said, "Dad, if you see me messing up, please come tell me." My response was, " No, I will not do that. You are an adult now. I need to keep out of your business.. Mistakes are good lesson teachers. you will make some. But you also have a good head on your shoulders. I totally respect you and your reasoning ability. I respect the person who you are. If you want my opinion, feel free to ask. I will help you any way that i can. But if you don't ask, then i need to keep my nose out of your business.
Learning to fly on ones own is really important. I need to let the eaglets learn to fly.
Some times as a pastor, i have wished, i would have kept more quiet and waited on God's Spirit to lead people.... some times, there is a lesson. So, Armchair quarterbacking while fun for us to try and do, may be not helpful..... The greatest, thing i learn..in all of this ... there may be moments God leading needs me to speak. And when if i do , maybe it can be heard.... because the Holy Spirit is talking ..... not David.......
Well any ways just some thoughts..... ill shut up now.........and try to practice what i preach...... oh my......
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