It’s been almost eighteen years since a tiny, fragile, two pound and four ounce baby boy was born. Family and friends gasped when they heard the size and a multitude of prayers were sent flying up to the heavens.
Thank God for answered prayers:
I know God has great things in store for this young man…
Parenting is not for the faint at heart with the sleepless nights soothing infants to more sleepless nights waiting for teenagers to come home safely. There are ups when we are so proud we could burst and we have our down moments when it seems the challenges will never end.
Then one day you wake up and your child is starting senior year of high school. Where did the time go?
And, if at the end of the day you can still share a laugh or two, consider it a job well done.
As with all things in life, it brings to mind the old adage originated in the writings of the medieval Persian Sufi poets: This too shall pass.
So, take a deep breath and enjoy the ride…
There’s just something about summer nights that brings back memories of youth and local baseball/softball programs. From chilly nights early in the season to warm and humid nights filled with the aroma of bug spray and sweat along with youthful chatter from the dugout.
These programs help develop more than just physical skills. You can’t win by yourself, you need your teammates and you must learn to work with others. These experiences also develop relationships which enrich the summer experience beyond the field.
It is also important to enjoy the now. It is highly unlikely that any college recruiter or professional scouts are watching these games so why not keep it all about the kids who are learning the sport together. Yes, some will be better players than others, but that’s the way it is in life. Some will always need to work harder and that is a life skill that will reap tremendous benefits in the long run.
Please take advantage of any opportunity to support local youth programs. It will be money and time well spent.
You gotta love summer…
All images by Joyce Meyer – RJMeyerArts
I start uploading this image and gaze upon the flyer notifying me of my 40th year high school class reunion. Where did the years go?
The last year of high school… a-h-h-h-h…
…and a lifetime ahead of you.
This young man has been part of the gym scene for more years than most may realize. From water boy for my son’s 7th grade team to a key component of the current varsity team.
Imagine, if you added up all of the hours spent practicing in this very gym, the number you’d end up with.
Hard work,perseverance and determination… Now that adds up to true grit.
Looking forward to the 2014-2015 season.
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