Devotionals

The Boys of Basketball

by PamFord Davis 
09/04/24
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Family and friends will wonder why I’d choose basketball as a topic. I’ve never been interested in sports and hated gym. (I confess; I likely skipped class at least once). The girls’ gym uniforms were far from fashionable… Need I mention the embarrassment of group showers? I’m straying from the topic; back to basketball.

School has resumed here in the south; that means it’s time for high school football. So why is basketball on my mind? Go figure. When attending Chittenango (New York) High School, I went to more basketball games than football. It was warmer inside. The boys played a good game and some had been classmates since Junior High. They were short in stature but swift on their feet.

Zacchaeus’ size didn’t hinder him.

“He entered Jericho and was passing through. And behold, there was a man named Zacchaeus. He was a chief tax collector and was rich. And he was seeking to see who Jesus was, but on account of the crowd he could not, because he was small in stature. So he ran on ahead and climbed up into a sycamore tree to see him, for he was about to pass that way. And when Jesus came to the place, he looked up and said to him, ‘Zacchaeus, hurry and come down, for I must stay at your house today.’ So he hurried and came down and received him joyfully (Luke 19:1-5 ESV).”

God doesn’t measure us by our height or frame.

“But the Lord said to Samuel, ‘Do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him. For the Lord sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart (1 Samuel 16:7 ESV).”