Sometimes you win while you watch. Sometimes you win while you stand on the sidelines and wait. In sports, sometimes you win while a field goal sails wide right or a pass is intercepted in the end zone or a three point attempt clangs off the back of the rim. Sometimes, after you gave it your best shot, you did nothing but watch to win. Just ask Tom Brady.
The New England Patriots field general was not on the field but standing on the sidelines, watching as the Seattle Seahawks marched down the field, seemingly on their way to erasing a four point deficit and engraving an enchanted ending onto Super Bowl XLIX. Not so. Instead, Pete Carroll, head coach of the Seahawks, inexplicably called a PASS play at the goal line. It was 2nd and goal at the one yard line. And then the unthinkable happened.
Sometimes you can just sit back and watch. Brady watched as Russell Wilson threw an interception, not a touchdown reception. Undrafted rookie CB Malcolm Butler, who went to school at West Alabama for crying out loud, jumped the rout and intercepted Wilson’s intended pass to Ricardo Lockette, and the rest is history. Game, set, match – Patriots win. Game over. And all Brady, the Super Bowl MVP had to do, was watch.
Sometimes, in order to win, all you have to do is watch a missed shot. It may be nail-biting and nerve splitting and we may be anxious and restless, agonizing over the outcome, but watch and wait we must.
Sometimes, we just need to watch God work and wait with wonderment for a wonderful outcome. That’s it and that’s all. Ask me how I know. I have watched God work before. I have been in some tight spots and survived some tough times and have been over some rough roads and every time, I’ve watched my God come through and win the day for me. I’ve watched as the enemy of my soul took his best shot but missed his mark and I narrowly escaped — with a win.
So watch God. Watch God win with a missed shot by the enemy. It may not be pretty, but it’s still a win. And as the ole saying goes, a win, is a win, is a win.
Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped. Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.