After a week like we have had, it was good to end it on a high note. We played the first ballgame of the season last night and my boy did pretty well. There is Something about watching these kids give it their all. Baseball is Real Life, at its finest.
It is one of their first tastes of competition. It is a time of learning that Sometimes you will be tagged at base and be out. Sometimes referees will make bad calls. Sometimes sliding into home with all your might - isn't enough. Sometimes you will know that feeling that comes from hitting it out of the park and you land on top of a mountain. You won't hit every ball pitched to you and Sometimes, you will strike out but it is the game that we continue to play... and love.
On Tuesdays and Thursdays for the next while, we will be rooting our boy at every turn. There will be nights that the magic is just there and the nights that doing his best isn't good enough for him. He will learn endurance and teamwork. Each step will be a building block and disappointment is part of that process but just as we Big people experience the same, Jesus is there to catch us and help us when we fall - we will be there for Keaton with a Great Job, buddy.
Doesn't get more American than apple pie and baseball. With all that has gone on this week, what a great way to remember what a great country we live in and that there is always Someone there to cheer us on...no matter what.
