Gravity and Stars: A Father’s Day Reflection for the Fatherless

I’ll never forget walking into my coach’s office after practice. I had just finished a good day on the field, and I was satisfied. With confidence I expected a session of praise. Then he spoke. “Stew, the guys are telling me you’ve been slipping lately. You’ve been uninvolved. Why are you going through the motions?” My heart sank. Though I didn’t admit it at the time, he was right; I had become overfamiliar with my position, and I was losing the wonder of being committed to the game. As any good coach would do, he challenged me to evaluate myself and try…