A letter from a young player to his coach:

Dear Coach,

I don’t know how to break this to you, but here goes: you are not God. Now, don’t take that the wrong way. I really like playing for you and I appreciate your knowledge for the game, but I’m afraid there are times when you may have an identity crisis. It may or may not be intentional, but I think you may have trouble remembering.

I understand that you have to operate with authority and to impose discipline on the team, but sometimes it feels a little harsh and mean. Sometimes I wonder if we matter to you, other than when we do something right during the game.

I know I need to work hard, follow the rules, and do my best. I don’t have any problem with that. I just wish you knew I am really trying, but sometimes I mess up. Just remember you aren’t perfect, either.

I was at church the other day and my teacher read a verse that I wanted to pass on to you. Proverbs 21:1. Here’s what it says: “The king’s heart is like a stream of water directed by the Lord; he guides it wherever he pleases.”

Even people in charge of countries are still under God’s control and authority. They answer to him. And, coach, so do you. You and I are both responsible for how we handle ourselves and God is the One we answer to.

Here’s my offer: I will play for you as if I am playing for God Himself. I’ll do this no matter what, no matter how you operate. But, I’m praying that you will coach as if you are under God’s authority, as if He is watching, as if you answer to Him…because you are, He is, and you do.

I love you, coach. I’m glad to be on your team. I’m thankful that you chose to coach this year. I’m praying for you.

Your Friend and Player,


(Note: From Zach to all of us who coach young people: if the shoe fits, wear it.)