the soul of the saracens

that's the award that i received from my rugby team from this summer. i was originally told that i had gotten the heart award. i suppose it's not a huge difference...the teams i coach have the heart award and it usually goes to somebody who doesn't stop working on the field and helps to pull the team together on and off the pitch...warm fuzzy stuff like that. but i received the physical award last week because i wasn't at our award banquet (how ironic that the person who was always there wasn't there for the banquet...) - and i stopped almost dead when i read the inscription on the award...the saracen's soul. i'm still stumped...i barely know how to describe my feelings about being called that. it's beyond words for me. i guess working in ministry and the word "soul" getting used and batted around here like it's the rugby ball on the field. it's what we wrestle over, contemplate, and strive to nurture...we 'carry' it to the endline hoping to win as many for Christ as possible...

i barely feel worthy just looking at the mug (it's a pint mug...funny).

and now i've been called the "soul" of a team. what implications does that carry for me? i'm probably overthinking this and hey, it's just an award - right? to think that somebody thought that of me...i guess it just hit something in me. it probably means more than any other award i've ever gotten from a team.

thanks saries...
cort