This Monday I was very worried about my school work done.  I spent all morning doing my speech class assignments done.  These are assignments that I should do incrementally over a week.  I had to resist being resentful about this.  I also got a chapter read for my computing class for the test that i must take tomorrow.

A sponsee called me at lunchtime but I was preoccupied with my school work.  I had to take an extreme attitude today of being completely inaccessible.  I even had to set boundaries with my wife and kids and let some housework go.  I didn't feel right about this.

This took up the whole day and I finished just in time to rush off to my son's baseball game. This was a huge distraction for me today because I was so worried about him doing good after striking out three times in the last game.  During warmups I focused on working with a kid who is overweight and skill challenged.  I sort of just started doing it unintentionally and the coach encouraged me.

My son did great in the game, he walked once and made a great hit the second time at bat.  Then at the end of the game he snagged a grounder at first and threw a guy out at third for the first two outs of the last inning.  This was an especially great win for him as he played against his classmate who was talking it up all week and he got to redeem himself and turn things around.  I can't forget the moment he ran off the field jumping up and down saying "I made two outs!"  As much as I am happy about this, my worrisome nature is thinking about the part of the game where he pitched.  He went in and couldn't hit the strike zone consistently.  The coach pulled him after a few batters.  I tried to look at the positives, he had good mechanics and throws with fair velocity.

Thanks be to God.