The problem is that I am crazy about him.


Except it’s not a problem. When God created Russ Tysl, He knew he would need to put up with me. He knew the qualities He knit together were that of patience (well, most of the time), goodness, kindness and humor. He knew when He gave Russ passion, He would have the ability to use it to glorify Him.

And that’s what I have to remember.img_6277

When we miss him.


When we don’t get to see him.

When he’s gone from morning until night.

When he gets home and the texts, calls and emails don’t stop coming.

He has the unique opportunity to LIVE his passion.

And not everyone can say that.

He gets to teach others about the game he loves.

He will get it wrong sometimes and that’s when I remember God knitted me for patience, too, (most of the time) and He may have given me a listening ear, I just have to pray for it more.

But it’s my job to be there. To be supportive. To listen. To not bite someone’s head off when they’re yelling at the coach or posting on social media.

It’s my job to be calm. To love on the team. To pray for the team.

10408719_10101831762320548_7542072490287832854_nIt’s my job to be his wife and to be our kids’ mom.

Oh, and to make the team chocolate chip cookie bars."It is from the numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out injustice, he sends a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and darling, those ripples build a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance." -Robert F. Kennedy #bearbasketballbreakfastBut you know what? It’s NOT my job to complain about it to him or to my friends. I have a few friends I can call with a rant if I need to that KNOW my heart. They know that I love what he does just as much as he does.

But girls, we have to remember, we are their biggest fans, and if we aren’t for them, who will be?


I’m putting my attitude in check before this season starts because I WILL miss him, the kids WILL ask about him and someone WILL say something bad about him.

But it is my job to hold my head up high because we represent more than BHP.

We are His and His alone.

And my man that I’m crazy about? He gets to glorify Him in a game that he loves.

And to live the gospel in each word he says, each step he takes and each play he creates.

Because this season is ALL for the glory of God.

And it’s my job to sit on the sidelines and pray.

Not make faces when the referees make a terrible call. (Can I get an Amen?)