Fall Ball
Remember when I asked God what to do in the face of all the scary things going on in the world and He said to play with my kids?
Remember when I said I’m not good at that?
I wasn’t kidding. I need help in this area.
Good thing God has a subtle way of getting me to do things He knows are good for me and my family.
I had already forgotten that mid-summer we signed up one kid for soccer, one for softball, one for wrestling, and two for scouts.
I know.
We’ve lost our minds, but thank goodness God hasn’t lost His.
His timing is also impeccable.
Right after I asked how to navigate the craziness of the world and He tells me to go play with my kids, all of the things started.
On the same day actually.
Back to back.
Justin went one direction and I went in another.
And then we came back together, regrouped, and did it all again two days later.
On the off days, Aubyn wants to kick a soccer ball in the front yard from the minute she gets home. Nothing makes her happier than all of us out in the yard playing a game as a family.
You’d think we have always done this, but we haven’t. We’d see our neighbors in their front yard playing as a family and always said we should do that, but we never did.
Why not?
“We’re too busy.”
No we’re not.
I mean we’re kind of busy and sometimes we physically can’t, but let’s be real, most of the time we just didn’t want to or we’ve just chosen to do something different. God is calling us to change that. Calling me to say yes more and that I am saying yes to what really matters.
Then there’s Avett. He is always up to wrestle and will attack you anywhere, anytime. So consider yourself warned if you come to my house! Kitchen floor or bedroom carpet, a takedown is about to happen. This is Justin’s specialty, so I’ll let him take the lead with this little guy!
And then there’s Embry…I know very little about soccer and even less about wrestling, but I played softball for 5 years, so her sport is right up my alley.
It was when she and I were throwing that it dawned on me I was doing exactly what God said to do.
It kind of rocked me on my heels.
I didn’t play with her in order to please God, I just said yes when she asked. And I loved it.
It was as if God put the opportunity right in front of me to help me. To see that I can play with my kids and that it is fun.
What a precious gift.
And while I knew it would be good for my kids that I play with them, I had no idea how good it would be for my soul.
It brings peace and connection and I think that is what all of us are so desperately searching for these days. I bet it’s what my kiddos are searching for.
Thank you God for making it abundantly clear and beyond easy to accomplish. Your always working things out for good, and this is no exception.
Thursdays are challenging. So are Tuesdays, Saturdays, Sundays, and Fridays. Oh, and just found out about Mondays…
But that’s okay. That’s just this season and it’s worth it.
Why?
Because, we’re playing with our kids and in doing so, nothing else matters. They matter. The noise from all of the world’s problems can be ignored. I can’t really do much about them anyways, so instead, I’m going to be in my yard or at a field focusing on these precious kiddo who need their mom and in whose life I can actually make a difference.
