I had an opportunity this morning to play some pickup basketball at Northwestern — I really have missed the game. Since coming to Minnesota, the times I’ve been able to play could be counted on one hand. Both in Rockford, IL and NJ, I was playing pretty much weekly and found it to be a great source of exercise and fun. I also reflected on how sports, like basketball can provide a “lift” because there is immediate results. In the world of church/ ministry, our work is more like a farmer planting seeds. You know the seeds are good ones, and you know if you take care of them and wait long enough you’ll see results (that obviously God brings about). Not a guarantee, but a worthwhile pursuit nonetheless. That being said, it’s really nice to have an environment (like basketball) where you play the game, your shots go in or they miss, the game is over and you feel like you accomplished something. I know, I know for you non-sports people you’re thinking, what did you accomplish? You got a little orange ball in a basket and no one was there to see it and no one remembers what even happened. And I’ll give you that, but accomplishment is not always something that others need to recognize and accomplishment isn’t always about recognizable results. Sometimes accomplishment can be a personal thing, a feeling, a sense. And well, I gained that sense this morning and I’m grateful for it.