A Fly on the Wall-journaling

Sometimes I look around and wonder. You know the kind, you look left and then right and feel like you are a fly on the wall.

You see your kids playing basketball and think, wow, I'm older and not playing youth sports, but they are. They are learning a game, working hard and trying to make their bodies do what it didn't do last practice. They are growing.

Then you find yourself teaching in the classroom and present a driving question and it takes off on it's own and grows into a proposal which the kids have invested their hearts into and you see how important it is to them and sit back and watch them dive into their first things of desire-making their own town-with ambition. They are learning.

You look around and see people you know and others you've just been introduced to and think, I know them and they know me, well sorta, but yes they'd be there for me if I needed them.

Then your kids are sitting in their own circle of friends laughing and making their own memories and you smile remembering how fun that was.

There is so much life around me. There is so much remembering what God has done for me and is doing in my adventure story. I'm thankful HE knows what's going on. I'm glad HE is holding the whole world in His hands. I'm grateful HE'S God. HE'S got it... Always has, Always will.

Youth sports-Journaling

It's an interesting time to watch young men around the age of nine learn to compete and play the game of baseball. It seems like it would be easy. But it's not. There is the mental game, the physical game and the game of the putting the two together.
Sports can teach a lot. One can practice for hours and the moment the ball is hit to you it skips and bounces to the left of your glove sending the player scrambling to secure the one thing which will win or lose the game. A small orb controls the game.
Then there's the runner who is taunting the player who has the white with red stitches. Who sees the moment first? The runner is stealing home and the second baseman yells he's going. Did the catcher respond faster? Or did the cleats cross the base first.
Then the constant step ready. Be IN the game. What's the next play? Where does the ball go? Where are the runners? What's my back up and what's my responsibility?
And throw the ball...reach back and let it fly. Follow your throw, put in your teammates glove.
What, drop third strike? I forgot the count.
It's a mental and physical game which captivated and challenges young men and big men alike.