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We Don’t Get to Decide When We Play Our Last Game

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We are all family here in Nebraska, at least that is what I like to believe. When you pass a vehicle on the road you wave. When you have extra cucumbers from your garden, you take them to the neighbor. When a 22-year-old young man dies tragically in a car accident, it breaks your heart knowing the pain his family is experiencing.

Husker football is more than a sport for most Nebraskans, it’s a way of life. When I was a child those players were my super heroes. When “we” won the National Championship in 94 and again in 95, it felt life changing. As an adult I see those young men playing on the field giving time and dedication that should be applauded regardless of the season outcome. My brother-in-law played for the Huskers and I was able to see first-hand the love the teammates and coaches have for each other. They are more than teammates, they are brothers.

As Nebraskans we are all family, we “bleed Husker red” and this weekend we all suffered a great loss as starting punter Sam Foltz passed away. According to www.huskers.com “Sam Foltz was a preseason candidate for the Ray Guy Award and was expected to be one of the nation’s top punters in 2016 before he tragically lost his life in an automobile accident on July 23. The 2015 Eddelman-Fields Big Ten Punter of the Year, Foltz died after attending a kicking camp near Waukesha, Wis. He was 22 years old.”

Take two minutes and scroll through social media #RIP27 and you will find that Sam Foltz is being remembered as a man with a kind heart, honorable character and Christian faith. “You never know who’s watching,” Foltz tweeted last Tuesday, July 19. “What impact do you wanna leave on the next generation to aspire to?! #DreamBig”

We don’t get to decide when we play our last game. Please join me in praying for Sam Foltz’s family, friends and teammates. If you all could also please pray for the family and friends of former Michigan State punter Mike Sadler who also passed away in the crash. Also, pray for LSU kicker Colby Delahoussaye who was also in the vehicle at the time of the crash and according to ESPN.com “needed stitches and suffered burns on his legs.” #RIP27

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Hello! My name is Abigail. I am a Christian saved by grace, a wife to my high school sweetheart, a mama to Brecken and Annabelle and a blogger at Acreage of Grace. I live on the outskirts of a tiny little town in central Nebraska. Buying our 116-year-old acreage was the best decision we ever made because it financially enabled us to live off of one income and for me to become a Stay at Home Mama. Follow our journey at http://acreageofgrace.blogspot.com/Also join me on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest!

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