Wednesday, May 30, 2012

May 30 – “Gotta be tough”

 
 
Yesterday was a big workday for me.  That meant spending a great deal of time at the computer typing.  Whenever I don't have Monday for a work I have to really double up to get in enough time for all the "regular" stuff I have every week: sermon, home Bible Study teaching, youth Bible study teaching, whatever meetings I have scheduled for the week.  Some weeks come easier than others, but all of them have their moments. 
 
We did make a quick trip to the bank in the afternoon.  And when we got back some friends from church were over.  They brought us "the firstfruits of our garden."  Green beans, peppers, and tomatoes.  Looks like good stuff.  And when they started comparing recipes with Chris, it was enough to make your mouth water.  Of course when they left I had to quickly change clothes and head out to Bacliff for Jachin and Micah's baseball game.  That meant grabbing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and some Cheetos for the road.  Not exactly the gourmet meal I had been hearing about, but it served its purpose, I guess.
 
The game was at a park about as close to Galveston Bay on that side of the world as you can get and not get wet.  It seemed to take forever to get there.  The field itself was not in bad condition, though.  Our little guys did experience more than a few bad hops on the infield, but it was way better than the LaMarque field.  This was the first game of the end-of-the-season playoffs, so for the first time since the first game of the season we were back to a .500 record – 0 and 0.  Of course that meant we were scheduled to play against the number two team in the league because of seedings.  The number one team drew a bye.  On top of all that, our best player sprained his ankle at a school field day.  Kel and the boy's Mom asked if I would use my college sports trainer training and tape it up so he could play.  I was hesitant at first, but after talking to the boy and looking at the ankle, it didn't look bad at all.  I think he just tweaked it.  Come to find out he has an older brother who plays football and gets his ankles taped all the time.  Maybe he just wanted to be like him.  I went ahead and taped it up, and he did fine during the game.  We did have a few other bumps and bruises.  The team we played was considered Bayshore's "stacked" team.  All the boys were pretty big and had obviously been around baseball for a while.  That meant they could hit hard.  As a result our third baseman made some great stops – with his body.  Our shortstop (the taped ankle guy) took a bad hop bounce that knocked off his hat and his glasses.  And Jachin took a foul tip hard enough on his arm (he was catching) that it left the imprint of the laces.  You gotta be tough to survive in this game, especially when you're just eight years old and it really, really hurts.  There were more than a few tears.  The game ended early because of the ten-run mercy rule.  We are scheduled again tonight, but the team we are scheduled to play didn't show up for their game last night.  Maybe we'll have a playoff win by forfeit.  That would be encouraging. 
 
1 John 4:18 says, "There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love."
 
Father, please heal all the bumps and bruises and help the little guys remember the fun instead.  Amen.

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