"I'm feeling well, Collin. How about yourself?"
"I'm well, thanks for asking."
single pat on back...
"Is the offense well prepared for tomorrow?"
"Yes, I believe it is. I think we'll be able to score points in the game."
both peer out the large windows of the vanier complex, escaping for a moment as the chilled wind tickles the leaves of a birch tree...
"The defense worked very hard yesterday. Coach Latimore encouraged us to play our best."
"It's always pleasant to be tested physically in practice."
...
"Collin, let's pray."
"OK."
both bow heads in the dimly lit room...
"Lord, remind us that we are only playing a game. Don't let us take it more seriously than we should. Let us play with humility. Let us be good stewards towards our opponent. If it be your will that we lose, we accept it.
The end of all things is near. Therefore let us be clear minded and self-controlled so that we can pray. Above all, let us love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins. Let us offer hospitality to one another without grumbling. Each one of us should use whatever gift we've received to serve others, faithfully administering God's grace in its various forms. If anyone speaks, we should do it as one speaking the very words of God. If anyone serves, we should do it with the strength God provides, so that in all things God may be praised through Jesus Christ. To him be the glory and the power for ever and ever. Amen."
"Amen."
"I've enjoyed your company this morning. I'll see you tonight."
"See you then."
