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Author: Lisa Witcher

A retired educator, Lisa loves writing and chasing her husband's football coaching dreams (currently in the great state of Texas. Together they have raised 2 fabulous children, been a part of 6 state championship teams, and enjoy calling many former players, friends. When she is not watching high school athletics, you can find her and her favorite over-grown eighth-grader at a Yankee baseball game. #golighttheworld

I Like Control

I Like Control

“Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths you are there; if f I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, …

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an abundant life

An Abundant Life

“The thief comes to kill and destroy, but I have come that you might have life and have it abundantly.” John 10:10 For Thanksgiving this year, I made three different kinds of pies simply because we all have a different favorite on Turkey Day.  I hated the idea of someone having to settle; I mean …

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Thank God for you

On Being Thankful

I thank God every time I think of you Philippians 1:3-5 NET My best friend at Oklahoma State University would place this verse near her signature on the cards she gave to me. It always warmed my heart that she would use scripture to greet me. I have immolated her on more than one occasion. …

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wrestling with God

Wrestling with God

When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. Isaiah 43:2 I’m not sure why some of us were taught that a relationship with God would be some kind of token economy. We were falsely taught: that if we give, we will be blessed that if we are righteous, all our prayers will …

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Surely, Goodness and Mercy

Surely Goodness and Mercy

Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Psalm 23:6  I am probably very similar to you. My first experience with this verse and the five stanzas that precede it occurred at a funeral. As a result, I assumed …

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What Sometimes Drains You Also Fills You Up

What Sometimes Drains You Also Fills You Up

Therefore encourage and build one another up just as you are already doing… 1 Thessalonians 5:11 (NASB) We all value those sisters who married another mister coach and how they get this coaching life we live, the crazy one where our entire livelihood depends on how coachable sixteen and seventeen-year-old kids are. We fall in …

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Living in the Space Between Winning and Losing

Yes, we step into that space and remind our men of the kids who do listen … of the kids who become adults and still reach out … of the kids who needed a surrogate father … of the kids who played out of their shoes … of the kids who just need one caring adult and our men stepped into the space, the space between winning and losing—and that made all the difference.

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marriage coaching football change growth spouse wife

Dear Lord, Are You Sure This Guy is My Coach/Husband?

I have loved him through the perfect, undefeated, state championship seasons, the heartbreak of great competitive losses, and the fickleness of high school athletics. After years of learning how to accept that he’s perfectly alright with doing NOTHING for literally H O U R S at a time except watching game after game, he began more than one morning of this holiday break with something like, “Babe, which of your projects would you like me to help you with today?”

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When You Are Worn Out and Bone-Tired, Count On the Promises You Made

Being a coach’s wife is rarely ever fair ladies, in the trenches of any season, in the midst of early childhood years when every need relies on you, or even if it’s only you and your man—it is rarely fair. Nevertheless, every good football coach will tell you to never leave the game in the hand of the ref—don’t count on fair.

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When the Next General Calls: Following My Coach to the Ends of the Earth

Heading east on I-40, somewhere between Shawnee and Checotah, the man to whom I had given my heart and my word—“where you go, I will go”— reached across the front seat of our blue 1991 Pontiac Sunbird, placed his hand on my thigh, and uttered these words, “Thanks, Babe. People get divorced over stuff like this. I should have talked to you first. I love you.”

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