February 26 – “Transformation”

Well, happy birthday to the one who transformed us from happy-go-lucky goofballs into serious, stern-uous parents.  From what I am told, 42 years ago today our first son Kel was born in a Houston hospital.  Boy, did he ever open the door to a new way of life for us.  And on top of that, little did we know that he would eventually sire five children of his own.  Thanks for the memories … and the grandkids.

Meanwhile, we managed to get our walk in yesterday.  Significance being … three miles.  That would be for me.  Chris went her usual four or five.  I still did some steps afterward, but I passed on the lunges.  Last time I had some residual pain - in my old knee.  Chris said that was absolutely not allowed.  Can’t have that with the Alaska trip now in sight. 

Once back home I waded into my Monday work projects.  Then, in spite of some pretty hefty thunderstorms, we decided to float our way up to Sugarland to watch Jachin play baseball.  The coaches continued to assure everyone that the game was still on, so we fought the Beltway 8 traffic.  After … let’s just say “many” … traffic delays, primarily for construction, we finally arrived in Sugarland.  We made our exit off the freeway and onto the side streets.  And just as Google Siri indicated that we were two minutes from the field, we got a text from Kel.  Simple and to the point.  “Game canceled.”  Of course it was.  Apparently lightning struck not far from the field, and officials cleared the boys off in a hurry.  Jachin was none too happy.  This was the fourth or fifth time a game has been called on account of rain.  That, my friends, is why baseball is a summer sport.  February is just too early. 

I texted back to not leave yet.  We could at least say “hi” and give him a birthday present.  They waited for us, but we decided to stop by their house on the way home as well.  Had to get Chris her thirty minute grandkids fix before heading home. 

Colossians 3:15 says, “Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace.  And be thankful.”

Father, thank you for our oldest son Kel.  He really did open up a new world to us … and we love it.  Amen.