The past two weeks have been a revelation for me. My youngest son’s football team have struggled for most of the year to find consistency – no – to find a rooted belief in themselves that come “hell or high water” they would not give up until the game was over, no matter the score. Oh, a few of them fought to the end every game, but football is a team sport, even if one guy stops trying, it’s almost impossible to overcome the deficit.

Well, they finally clicked, every single one of them found the heart to keep pounding away, every down, no matter what happened. And guess what? They won their division, shocking the higher seeded teams. Even more amazing, the team seeded first hadn’t lost a game.

It was inspiring to watch. Our boys had already been beaten by both teams they played in the playoffs, but they swept the past aside and forged together. To believe in oneself is hard enough, but to get twenty-one boys to all believe at the same – it’s a miracle.