This Saturday

I was very tired from staying up late the night before and was late getting up.  I wasn't part of the kid's morning as is the usual Saturday morning routine.

We had a baseball game at midday.  I thought about how I am grateful that my son get's to be on a winning team, but I am disappointed in the way we are accomplishing this by hammering the other teams with one kid pitcher who throws exceedingly hard.  If it were up to me I would give the other teams a break and let some other kids pitch.

The other team today didn't stand a chance even though they were a good team.  I am also disappointed that my son is given bench time in every game.  I have to let these resentments go and be grateful  for what we have.  Perhaps there is an appropriate way to approach the coach about this.

My son had a good game even though he wasn't a part of any spectacular plays.  He hit the second pitch to him on his first at bat and made it to base safely.  He ran the bases aggressively and scored at home.  On his second at bat he also hit the ball but this one was stopped and bobbled in the infield.  He did his best to sprint to first and made it and strained his leg in doing so.  But he hung in their and ran the bases well.  He got into a long back and forth duel tempting the pitcher and catcher with a big lead at third.

Two of the other coaches couldn't make it so I got to coach in the game.  I enjoyed the experience and was pleased that I seemed to have the focus and concentration that I sometimes don't have to do a good job.  I feel ready for a higher level of participation next year.

I was moved by an announcement at the end of the game that one of the boy's grandfather passed away and he decided to attend.  Our coach told all of the boys about this and asked them to include him in their bedtime prayers. As he was saying this I watched the boy with his head down and saw teardrops falling to the ground.  I thought of my own son and almost cried myself.

On the way home from our baseball game my son and I heard the song "John the Revelator" and I got to have a discussion with him about how this song was Biblical in content.

I passed out hard at home until close to dinner time.  Then I realized that it was near time to meet with a guy to do step work.  I didn't feel up to it at all as I was groggy and my wife was working.  I had to take care of the kids and began preparing dinner.  I got busy with that and forgot to check my phone.  But then I did check it later and found that he had called.  I called him back and he was in my neighborhood to meet with me but went to a store pending my call back.  I admired his perseverance and tried my best not to sound unwilling.  We went through with our meeting and worked through the interruptions as best as possible.  He conveyed to me how much he looks forward to our meetings.  The meeting was the highlight of my day and week also.

I didn't get to go to a meeting and the rest of the evening was a blur.  I stayed up late watching a baseball game with the kids.

I wish I could remember the spiritual reflections that I thought about this day.

Thanks be to God.