June 12 – “One hot day”

Just a few quick updates today …

Cailyn’s softball team won their first game at the national tournament in Spring yesterday.  Score was 11-10.  We couldn’t be there, but we saw the last 5 minutes or so after Nathan found out they were live-streaming the game on the computer.  She was coming to the plate when time ran out.  We did get to see the entire second game, though.  Sadly, they lost that one.  Cailyn did really well, though.  She stopped a really hot line drive – almost caught it, in fact – and made a perfect, on-line throw to second to try to get the runner.  Sparkling defense.  At the plate she struck out once and cracked a double to right-center field.  Very Correa-esque.  (Carlos Correa of the Astros is her favorite player).  They were supposed to play a third and maybe a fourth game, but apparently the bottom dropped out of the sky and the rains inundated the fields.  They are supposed to try to resume the tournament this morning.

I officiated at another wedding last night at the San Luis Hotel.  It’s been a while since I  have done one there.  Nice couple.  He’s a middle school band director.  Her Dad is a retired superintendent of schools.  He was very encouraging after the ceremony.  Said I seemed to “have a knack for communicating with people.”  I consider that high praise coming from an educator.  The humidity was hovering around 80%, though.  In Galveston, even with the perennial breeze, that is … well, one hot day.  My suit is drenched.  Anybody know where I can get a dark, lightweight, maybe cotton suit?

We have officially been spoiled.  Last night we watched the weekly Moody Gardens fireworks show from our front porch.  We have done that many times (they do it every Friday and Saturday night throughout the summer).  Problem was, something seemed different this time.  Not sure if it was because it was early in the season and they were not yet on their game, or, more likely, we were absolutely spoiled by the fireworks we watched from our balcony at Disneyworld.  Sorry Moody Gardens.  In this case you were not even close.  But I was with my lovely bride.  And we had just had a nice anniversary meal (Albeit a little late.  And I still haven’t replaced the Island shirt that didn’t fit.  So it’s not over yet). 

Romans 9:20-21 says, “But who are you, O man, to talk back to God? "Shall what is formed say to him who formed it, 'Why did you make me like this?'"  Does not the potter have the right to make out of the same lump of clay some pottery for noble purposes and some for common use?”

Father, keep those girls safe on the softball field today.  Footing is not going to be very good after all that rain.  And help them enjoy their priority activity for the weekend – swimming at the hotel pool.  Amen.