Honestly, I would choose any other sport. I married into a baseball family. Moving back to this country, our boys caught the bug.
Each day we hear the stats of teams and players I have yet to meet. Each day our backyard morphs into the World Series game 7. Each day I choose to do a happy dance as love smacks a homerun.
Getting inside their world. Engaging in the joys and dreams of my children. Choosing to fall in love with baseball and learning alongside of them. My life, no clang clang here.
Hitting it out of the park, we instigated 'love gems', linking their world of baseball with the power of His love. We watch for the highlights of the day, brothers walking in radical love to one another, engaging in life lavished with love. Gathered in our family dugout, we share the love gems of the day and love smacks a homerun.
Becoming a star baseball player takes time, dedication, practice, drills, and determination. Raising mighty warriors in the kingdom of God takes nothing less.