Tennis and God

God told me that life plays like tennis. You play the odds, you control yourself, and on your worst days, no matter what you do, you still hit the ball into the net. Some days, that rectangle square, sitting on the other side of the net just needs to be bigger. I set myself up as a player, I prepare. I address the ball and I breath, and I take a big swing and hit the ball. Some days the ball lands in, some days the ball lands out. But I keep swinging, I keep thinking, I keep playing the odds. Some days the ball lands in, and the guy I'm playing against screws me. Always, the game moves forward.