It's sport season. This year Ben is playing traveling baseball. Which involves no suitcases, buses, or plane tickets, but mainly a few neighboring communities and a lot more games. This year Bethany decided to switch from softball back to soccer. And of course, Ben has games scheduled on almost all of the nights Bethany does, and then some. So now, we are THAT family. Eating on the run and heading in different directions. Figuring out which commitments NOT to keep because they overlap each other. But hey. That's the season we're in. Not just the season of the year, but the season of life. FULL of life.
It's a time of testing. Testing priorities. Testing passion. Testing patience. Can we take a schedule that normally gets worship and church activities filled in first, and instead build it around the sports schedule, without abandoning our first love? Can our kids learn to live within the rules of the game, and under the authority of officials who may or may not make the right call? Can their parents find the right words at the right moments to encourage them to be strong when emotions are high?
We will soon find out.
One thing truly encourages me. God gave us some very strong and determined kids. He made them purposefully this way. I can't imagine any better place for a determined somebody to learn to bring it under control than in a sport they love which requires it. Watching them play their hearts out is a truly beautiful thing.
Parental patience? Not sure yet. Parental prayer? Absolutely.