Greetings Dear Reader,
Sometimes I will end the day with thoughts that are
important to get out. Usually I just
write them and put them in my journal folder.
I have chosen that on occasion I will share them with you Dear Reader.
I have always believed that except for injuries and some
other serious issues it is proper to mostly leave God out of sports. Primarily I think it is wrong to ask him to
take sides. In the excellent movie “For
Love of the Game” the man character Billy Chapel, a pitcher prays. “God, I always said I would never bother you
about baseball, always seemed silly. But if you could make this pain in my
shoulder stop for ten minutes”
Photo by Natalie Foley |
When I was playing baseball I always left God out of it
except to thank him when things went well or to pray for the safety of injured
players. Friday night whilst watching
the game I involved God directly. My
friend, Dancing Rick, who had arranged for Orion to sing had a problem. He came and discussed it with me.
You see it is summer and sunset is late and darkness
later. Darkness on July 3, 2015 was to arrive
at 9:20. At 6:30 we were already in the sixth inning of the game. Rick was concerned that the game would end
early and that there was nothing for people to do. He sole concern was not disappointing 6,500
baseball fans. I prayed.
My prayer was simple; “Father the game needs to slow
down. Rick is concerned about his fans.” It was then that God chose to remind me that
he has a sense of humor. My Mallards
were ahead by two. The Wood Chucks quickly
tied the score and held on to take the game to extra innings.
Whilst the sun took its time traversing the sky from evening
to dusk the teams battled back and forth.
I spent from the ninth to the twelfth innings laughing at God’s
joke. Rick got his time, we all got
darkness, and my Mallards still won. My
Son, Daughter, and Grandson danced the time away until it was dark enough for
the fireworks.
I was reminded well that God cares about everything. I am not saying that my prayer caused the
extra innings. I am saying there are not
coincidences. I know that Rick is a man
of faith. I know the fireworks were
amazing. I know I was encouraged to
help. I know that my faith is
stronger.
For the love of baseball and the fans I am thankful. For the extra innings I am thankful and humored. For the wonder in my Grandson’s eyes I feel
younger. For celebrating Independence
Day at a baseball game I am touched.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”
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