This Monday I spent the morning studying.  I read some interesting and helpful information about computer ethics.  I also read what was probably the most concise and insightful description about the nature of ethics that I have ever read.

In the afternoon I did some baseball practice with my son in tee ball.  He was extremely reluctant but I made him do it anyway.  I employed a new way of getting started by doing agility exercises with him.  He enjoyed this and had a gradual attitude shift that was sufficient to get him to cooperate with his actual baseball skill reps.

I wish that I had known this before because I could have him more advanced in his basic skills.  As we were practicing I had a profound realization of the extent of his motor skills deficiency (due to his autism).  In looking back I see that I felt a little sense of futility and loss of optimism.  But I gathered my feelings and thought about the big picture and the time frame of two years before he needs to be able to catch and hit a thrown all and I felt better.  I also thought of the attitude change that a couple of the coaches verbalized to me at the last game.  They spoke highly of him in small accomplishments.  My parents have told me that he is greatly improved also. I need to forget what some of the little phenoms are able to do and just be appreciative of his accomplishments and efforts.

I had to take my older son to the baseball field for team pictures this evening.  I had to exercise patience with the coach as he was not interested in the pictures, would not communicate with the photographer, and eventually cancelled taking the pictures again.  I just shifted my focus on the opportunity to do batting practice with my son.  A friend of his asked to join us and I let him reluctantly.  I was worried about getting done quickly and getting home to meet my wife's demand. I thought about how I've never seen his dad just his mom, she might be single trying to raise 2 boys.  During our practice he told me that he wished he had a baseball backpack like my son.   My son told him that he has a pitch back, a hitting net, a batting tire, and a hit-away in his yard.  Later I realized that this is the opportunity that God has placed in front of me to do His will and help the less fortunate.

Looking back I see that God was trying to show today that I can be free from wishful thinking by being grateful for the gifts and blessing that he has given me.

Thanks be to God.