I know this won't be much to most of you, but it really touches me. The Lord cares about the littlest things.
My tennis racket is 13 years old. In a sport driven by technology, that really makes a difference. My backup racket is probably 10 years old, and it is 5% different from my match racket. 5% doesn't sound like much, but at 78 feet, that's 4 of them. Ever tried to adjust your play by 4 feet when your target is often 2 feet wide?
There's even a slight chance that the old materials are contributing to my continuing wrist trouble.
I've wanted a consistent set of rackets for a while.
A hitting partner of mine just bought 4 of the exact rackets I wanted, and decided he didn't like them. I get them at 2/3 the normal discount price. And the money is there. I just did the books yesterday.
I was looking for rackets 6 months ago, and these were just too new to even look for. They were exactly what I wanted, but I decided to look for something older - more reasonable. I could not be happier. I get to pay a price for them that helps a friend - I'm not ripping him off - and I get 4 rackets, which is what I really wanted, but didn't dare hope for, and they are the best racket ever for my game - for me.
I'm ashamed that something so "this worldly" means so much to me, but I wanted to say it in public.
Thank you, Lord.