Playing basketball had been my dream since elementary school, and I fretted that I would not be good enough to make the team some day. We didn’t have basketball in junior high, but I seriously started practicing basketball skills in the eighth grade on a concrete slab with a hoop in my neighbor’s yard. Every evening around 5:00, I’d be on that court shooting hoops for an hour because I knew the girls’ basketball coach would be walking home after school. I’m not sure he even noticed my efforts.
When it came time to try out for the team, I still lacked confidence I would make it. Later, I realized any five-foot-ten inches girl who could walk and chew gum at the same time was likely to make the cut. When I found my name on the posted roster, my confidence soared—until the first game and I prayed the coach wouldn’t put me in to play!
There is no way to practice to be more confident. It comes from doing—getting out and trying whatever is making you feel you aren’t capable. You’ll never make a great pie, run a marathon, read scripture in church, etc., without proving it to yourself even if it makes you tremble in your shoes.
Lord, help us move from lack of confidence to trusting our abilities. Amen.