Six years ago, I started praying for God to place me in some kind of ministry. In the past, I greeted for Sunday School and served in a coffee shop called The Sip, but something was missing.
One Sunday, our Minister of Education, Tom, set up a table in The Sip with a basketball, pom poms, and a megaphone on it. The cheerleading items caught my eye, and I asked him, "What’s this all about?"
Tom told me about our Upward Basketball and Cheerleading program, and I mentioned I used to be a cheerleader.
"Take this book and look at it," Tom said, "Pray about it because we need cheerleading coaches."
"When do you need an answer?" I asked.
"I’m 50 years old, and it’s been a long time since I’ve cheered."
We both laughed. His laugh seemed to say "I don’t care," but I sure did. In fact, I was nervous just thinking about it.
On the drive home from church, I told my husband and daughter about it, and they both encouraged me to do it.
"I don’t want to make a fool of myself," I told my husband, but deep down, I knew I wanted to coach. In that moment, I realized God had answered my prayers, and he was giving me this opportunity for a reason.
When I started my first season, I was scared to death. Thankfully, the girls were sweet, and God blessed me tremendously through that season. When we would have our devotion, I asked the parents to come in. I knew some of them didn’t go to church, and after devotions, we would circle up, all of us, for prayer time. The next year, one of my cheerleaders and her mother accepted Christ. What a blessing!
I know now age has nothing to do with being a cheer coach. Sometimes, I think I have more fun than the kids do. God is always filling me with new ideas for my cheer team, and as long as he will use me, I will always be a part of Upward Cheerleading.
Ephesians 2:10 "For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them."