77 years...NO MORE!

I. LOVE. WIMBLEDON!!!

This was a status I posted a couple of days on Facebook as I watched the semi-final match of Djokovic vs. Del Porto; it was an incredible match.  My love of this coveted championship is not new, it began when my dad brought me back a green and purple hat many years ago.  Since then, I have always been content to wake up before the crack of dawn at the end of June to watch people in clean white outfits duke it out on beautifully kept courts.

On June 24 the 2013 tournament began and needless to say that I was ecstatic for the matches!  The country was a buzz with excitement which was contagious.  Throughout the week a number of people dropped out due to injuries and there were upsets that shocked the tennis world.  The men's semi-final matches were on Friday and on my day off I found my face glued to my computer screen watching the BBC iPlayer.  I am sure that the neighbors were amused by the crazy American cheering very loudly at the matches.  Djokovic was able to eek past Del Porto in the first match and Andy Murray, Britain's pride and glory, managed a very talented up and comer in Janowicz.  The stage was set, and everyone was pushing through Saturday to make it to Sunday afternoon.  And a glorious Sunday afternoon it was!  With the sun shining, Andy Murray took on the overwhelming challenge of trying to break Britain's 77 year drought without a men's singles champion.

So, on the seventh day of the seventh month the curse over men's tennis in Britain was broken.  I felt very English as I sipped my Pimm's and cheered on Murray as if he was "my boy."  I was lucky enough to be able to enjoy the match in the living room of a friend; instead of watching on my little computer screen I was able to watch on a regular television (for a girl who usually has to stream them over the internet...it was a big deal).  Sprawled out on the floor, there was yelling, screaming, cheering, and some covering of the eyes...IT. WAS. GREAT!

It was also a privilege to watch someone who has worked so hard over the last year to win the one title that means the most, his "home" tournament.

This post really has nothing to do with my faith, save for the fact that God provided a beautiful afternoon spent with wonderful people.  I am constantly in awe of the situations I find myself in...and today sitting around, watching tennis I considered myself blessed.