July 24 - “So they can count my head”

We had early driving duty yesterday. Josh had a breakfast meeting. Christi had an early lunch meeting. Meanwhile, Caleb needed his guitar at the worship camp. We volunteered for that, and the subsequent babysitting duties during that lunch. 

Before the delivery, we stopped at McDonald’s for a biscuit sandwich. Yum. Then it was on the Seventh and James Baptist Church to get Caleb his instrument. He came out of one session, grabbed his guitar, received his Mom hug from me, returned his Mom hug, added a Nana hug, and raced back inside, “so they can count my head.” Not sure why the rest of his body doesn’t matter enough to count as well, but …

 

We watched Ryan and Haley again. Got them all the way to North Dakota now. They have raised almost 6 million dollars for St. Jude’s Hospital. Pretty incredible. 

We were back at it again with basketball camp, day three. My station was back on rebounding again. That meant I was looking for some more “My ball!” attitude. I think they are getting it. 

After the clinic one of the boys’ dad approached me and introduced himself. I never know if that will be good or bad. In this case it was all good. He wanted to thank me for affirming something he has been trying to teach his son. At that the boy yelled out, “my ball!”  Come to find out, he’s been playing in a YMCA league. They don’t let them be aggressive there. Hence, the encouragement about, well, being aggressive. Always good to receive positive feedback. 

We went from the gym over to Chick-fil-A. Josh and family have been gathering on Wednesday evenings with some folks from their church. This particular Chick-fil-A has a playground for the kids, so it was a perfect fit for the families. The kids enjoyed sitting by the big window and waving to the people in the drive-through lane. The got downright giddy when someone waved back, even doing a little dance of celebration. Oh … and the adults had a great place to chat. 

‭‭1 Samuel‬ ‭2‬:‭2‬ says, There is no one holy like the Lord. There is no one besides You! And there is no rock like our God.

Father, thank you for the joy and celebration those little kids were enjoying. Help us adults to be that free with expressing joy. Amen.