“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, …
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 Married a Coach; and Romance Looks a Bit Different for Us
I looked up from my phone as the car made one last slow turn to find myself at Fredericksburg High School’s football stadium. It’s the third stadium we have seen on this trip having turned off the highway twice to “check out the facilities.” Romance, ladies, with a capital R.
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 …
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. …
When Do You Look to God for Help?
I lift up my eyes to the mountains—where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1-2 When do you look to God, when do you lift your eyes in search of help? When you just cannot drag any more kid gear to another game? When …
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 …
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 …
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 …
Here am I, Send Me
When I want to irritate my coach, I ask him to emote verbally with questions like…”Why did you marry me?” Occasionally, when he has grown bored with a crass retort, he will reply with, “Why did you marry me?” Without a pause, I can answer, “the strength of your character…” And exactly twenty-three years and …
Old Coaches’ Wives Don’t Retire—We Just Re-Pack
Retired. The word itself conjures up images of books being read, lazy afternoons, lunches with girl-friends, or peaceful walks on a beach. It speaks in deeply rested breathes and an overwhelming joy that “every day is now Saturday”. Or does it… Though I have stepped back from my career, I haven’t stepped away from my …
Feeding the Wide Receivers
When I comment on posts about feeding my husband’s wide receivers at the house, I think some of us envision a 21st-century version of Mrs. Cleaver standing at the edge of her kitchen, with a fresh coif, pearls around her neck without a shine or shadow on her face, holding a platter of meat delicately …
Coach’s Wife’s Mid-Season Prayer
I am tired, God. The middle of the season arrived before I could blink, and yet my bones weigh three times as much as they should – like I have been holding up the whole world. Sometimes, I just want it to stop spinning and let me get off the weekly merry-go-round of practice, junior …
Coaching Coach-Love Lessons
If you are like me, you probably think your coach is brilliant! However, as smart as my favorite over-grown eighth-grader is at anticipating a worthy opponent, he usually fails miserably if I expect him to read my mind. And round-about week five or six, my “coach love meter” threatens to bounce on an empty tank, …
As Football Season Begins—We Pray for the Bigger Story
However, just as the Texas sun splashed against the horizon leaving all her glory on the field, I thought of Afghanistan, and Haiti, and the other places in our world where hurt permeates everywhere. In the middle of our scrimmage, the hurt for others pierced a sky only God could create and made me pause.
When My Husband Brings “Coach” into Our Marriage
But nothing and I mean nothing, would get my goat like that handsome, brown-eyed man pointing his finger at me, raising his voice to that disappointed, irritated coach tone and speak condescendingly to me like I just ran the wrong route even after we drilled and drilled it in practice.
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.
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?”
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.
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.”
The Pigskin Mistress
Then in another ten years from now, one or two of them will send us a wedding invite or a social media request, and we will know that the old adage is true—children really do spell love with the letters.....T I M E.