Today my wife went to the funeral of a family friend.  She had to sacrifice being at my youngest son's closing ceremonies for tee ball and at my older son's last game of the season to decide first place.  The death of her friend was difficult for her because he didn't engage in any of the bad behaviors that usually precede his type of illness and he left behind several kids and a wife.

I got to meet with a sponsee for the better part of the morning.

I had to take all of the kids to the ballfield with me.  I am grateful for my mom who attended my younger son's awards ceremony and watched the girls.  I was able to coach in my older son's game.  It was a great and dramatic game but at the end I made a big mistake and told a player to steal second when someone was already there.  In the confusion however, the other team overthrew the ball and we scored 2 runs and won the game.  Nobody was sore at me because of the outcome but I still feel terrible about the mistake.

Thanks be to God for this day.