April 24 – “Heeee’s … safe!”

Chris spent some time yesterday working in the flowerbeds again.  I worked, too.  Inside.  On a jigsaw puzzle.  Teamwork.

 

We left around noon for Jachin’s baseball game in Pasadena.  Actually it was supposed to be two games for him.  He played in the JV game at one o’clock.  Played first base.  That’s his natural position, and he’s really good at it.  His at-bat was an interesting one.  He got hit in the back with about an 85 mile per hour fastball.  Ouch.  That one left a mark.  No, really.  It literally left a mark.  He is branded right now with a baseball-shaped bruise.  He turned it to his advantage, though.  He worked his way around the basepaths until he made it to third.  Then his coach made the observation that the third baseman was sure standing a long way from the base.  And Jachin noticed that the pitcher and catcher really weren’t paying very close attention to him.  So, the next time the catcher nonchalantly tossed the ball back to the pitcher, Jachin took off for home.  And he was safe!  Yep.  Stole home.  Exciting stuff.  He was supposed to pitch in the varsity game that followed, but after that hit-by-pitch, his coach wanted him to wait for his pitching appearance until the game on Tuesday. 

 

Ezra came home with us after the game.  What should have been a 30-45 minute drive took us well over an hour.  We avoided the I45 major road detour.  But then we got stuck in road construction on our alternate route – 146.  We made it. Though.  The hardest part about the trip wasn’t the road construction, though.  Chris is experienced with that stuff.  Th heard part was keeping Ezra awake through the whole ordeal.  It was already around 5:30, so we didn’t want him napping and then staying awake until really late.  He handled our efforts to keep him awake like a champ.  He especially enjoyed my singing.  That came in a very close second to my reaching back and grabbing his foot (all I could reach). 

 

Back home, he had a slice of pizza, and Chris got him in the bath right away.  We watched some goofy baking shows on TV, and Chris and Ezra played some of the wacky games we have around here.  Twister.  Connect four, 3D Edition.  Gum Guys.  After family worship he and Chris went into the bedroom to read a book and hit the sack.  In a few minutes I got a phone call.  From Chris.  Seems she had sent me a text, but it didn’t come through right away.  She wanted me to come get Freddy out of the bedroom so she would stop pacing and whining and trying to jump on the bed.  It was just a bit distracting.  I headed back, and the text came through.  Of course.  I grabbed Freddy and we snuggled in on the couch.  It took Ezra just a few minutes to settle in himself, and he was out like a light.  Chris and I followed shortly thereafter.  Ho Hum.  Call it a night.

 

John 3:17 says, “For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.”

 

Father, thank you for the safety we experienced on the road yesterday.  Traffic was pretty crazy.  Amen.