Jachin and Micah both had a baseball game last night. Makes it much easier since they are both on the same team right now. That sort of thing can happen when your Dad is the coach. And when the team is short of players. And when some of the players that are on the team don't show up for practice or games very often. A five year old playing with eight year olds must be kind of intimidating for Micah. He's supposed to be playing t-ball, and there he is facing The Machine. The mechanical arm that whips the tiny orb toward him at 41 miles per hour. At least that's what I heard the opposing team's coach say when he put his radar gun on one of the warm-up pitches. Yes. He had a radar gun. Sigh. What's this world coming to? But Micah valiantly took his turns against the mechanical monster. He also did a great job playing left field. He had several fielding attempts. He moved into position, put his glove to the ground, made the pickup, and threw on a line to the cutoff man. His throws went just about the right distance for a five year old in a bigger man's world.
The game was particularly exciting last night. Our little guys all played the best I have seen them play all year. They made some great defensive gems. One guy on the opposition hit a rocket to center field. Our youngster ran it down and tossed it to the shortstop, who turned and heaved a throw from the outfield all the way to the catcher, who just happened to be Jachin. Jachin grabbed the throw and leapt over to make the tag at the plate. Out. Very nice glovework. Even our right fielder took a break from creating a hovel out of a pile of dead grass just in time to field a base hit with his face and hold the runner to a single. First time that has happened all year.
On the offensive side of the game our two heavy hitters both came through with some strong punches beyond the outfielders. One in particular would have been a home run for sure, but he had to slow down because our tiny girl was on base in front of him for the first time all year. She was safe at first on catcher's interference after actually fouling off a few pitches. Amy is about Micah's size and played an admirable third base as well, I might add. She fielded three or four grounders and flipped the ball to the shortstop to deal with any throws that were needed. Jachin's highlight was his drag bunt that went for a homerun. The throwing error that got past the first baseman was all he needed to keep on running. Micah made his attempt to get into the highlight reel when we had a runner on third base with two out in the top of the last inning. The score was tied. He hit a shot down the first base line that barely squeaked foul at the bag. His Dad the coach argued the call to no avail, but it was kind of a funny argument. "How can you call that foul?" he complained. "He's just five years old. And besides, he's my kid." Great logic, coach. We lost by one run in the bottom half of that inning. But it was a great game. On to the playoffs, Rangers.
1 John 3:24 says, "Those who obey his commands live in him, and he in them. And this is how we know that he lives in us: We know it by the Spirit he gave us."
Father, thank you for the development we have seen in those little kids this year. Help us old kids develop at least as much in our spiritual lives. Amen.
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