This is Connor. He’s 9, almost 10. We spend a lot of time on all of our kids’ sports, but right now he is playing All-Stars which means most of our spare time is at practice.
We practice at practice.
We practice at home.
We practice at the batting cages. Look at that skill. That style. That form. Is that good form?
Here is Connor when he is not so stinky and sweaty. Look at how cute he is. Cute. Cutie. Cutie Patootie.
Nine-year-old boys don’t like for their mommas to say how cute they are. But I don’t mind one bit that he doesn’t like it. It does not bother me one iota.
Sunday evening was his first All-Star game. We were at church that morning and though he wouldn’t admit it, he wanted to sit by his momma. I leaned over at church and told him he was cute. He rolled his eyes. Then I said, “All I can think about is baseball.” That must’ve scored some cool points because he smiled, leaned over, and whispered, “Me too!”
Then our pastor, Jason Huddleston, (www.fbcelgin.org) must have been thinking about it too. Because right there, in the middle of his sermon, he asked, “What is the most important position on the team?” We were perky. My arm went around Connor. He was ready. If the pastor is preaching about baseball, this was a sign from above. These are the answers we need!
“My position.” Because we are all part of a team, but we all have to do OUR part and need to be sure that what we are doing is in line with God’s will for us.
This brings to mind Romans 12:4-5 “For just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, so in Christ we, though many, form one body, and each member belongs to all the others.”
What WE do is a big deal. Go Team!