Angels on Earth magazine

A Reluctant Coach

It was a Thursday night, three weeks after our basketball season had ended. I was in the lunchroom of International Christian High School greeting families of the players I had coached to a top 25 ranking in southeastern Pennsylvania. We were celebrating our success at the team’s awards banquet—my first as a coach. Though no one knew it yet, I intended it to be my last.

I heard my name being called from the throng of parents.

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