Greetings Dear Reader,
My Braves have won
the National League East. The regular
season is winding down and the October classic is in the wings. The season will end with a victor and many
who wish they had won. Baseball will
sleep until the warm air of Spring draws the players out of hiding and new
gloves are broken in, oiled, and prepared.
Some will not see
Spring training. Some will throw their
last pitch some time over the next few weeks.
The battle against time catches up with us all and we have to stop
playing the timeless game. The sun sets
on our journey and the only thing left is our memories and the love of the
game.
We are all pitching
against time Dear Reader. At some point, the game will end and our season will be over.
Our career will finish. What we
have put into the record books is all that will remain. Like baseball, every pitch is counted. Every moment is noted and recorded. All that will matter is if we pitched
well. Did we throw with love, grace,
mercy, and kindness?
Every moment is one
where we choose what to throw. One can
feel the weariness in the world as we hurl insults, hatred, and evil with
little love for the things that matter.
What we must serve up with every pitch is the love of the Father, channeled
through our thoughts, words, and actions.
What must be ours is the certainty that we do so in hope of others
seeing the love of the Father in us and through us.
My arm is tired and
I can no longer bring the heat. I can,
however, still deal out love with every pitch.
I can read the signs and hurl kindness, slenderness, and compassion in
every moment. I can choose to pitch well
until my final inning no matter what the opposition does. The Father will give us the love and grace to
do so if we allow it. Perhaps I can use
these aching old words to push the sun back up into the sky and give us one
more day of summer.
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 homeowner. He liberally hands out new
and old things from his great treasure store.”
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Thorn:
Bookings: aramisthorn@aramisthorn.com
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