As a child I had my share of going to watch my Dad play softball. I’ve always heard the older guys griping and complaining about not being able to do this and that anymore, feeling pains in places you didn’t know existed, having to arrive at the ballpark an hour early to start stretching, wanting to play catcher so you didn’t throw your arm out, etc. Here I am now, right smack in the middle of the mix, assuming the role of one of those old farts. After a season of softball, a double-header last night, and a lose-this-one-you’re-out double elimination second game tonight……..I am almost hoping we lose so I can put the nail in the coffin for the season, lol. Actually, I enjoy playing and would much rather win so my spirits are somewhat uplifted. There’s nothing worse than becoming an old fart and leaving a season bitter! What kind of a life is this?

Yesterday I had a meeting with a church in Lima, OH (my hometown – 40 minutes away) about some specifics for the website I am creating for them. It was over before lunch, so I decided to drop in and visit with my family (free lunches aren’t a bad bonus I guess). My grandma had a brain tumor removed this past month, but the doctors found out that cancer had made it to the brain. It was very hard on the family to get through the surgery, but my grandma seemed to be doing the best of anyone.

That’s why I stopped in yesterday. It’s so amazing to hear her speak of how she has been blessed by God with encouragement from so many friends and family members. Before the surgery she even took a stroll through the cemetary……..not in fear, but knowing that she was ready to go to heaven if God decided that. I sit back and watch her go through days and realize that I need to be so much more thankful for the life God’s allowed me to have. Death is uncertain, but I should use each day as an opportunity to let others know of God’s greatness. There’s nothing besides a faith in Christ that can allow you to stare death in the eyes and smile if that’s what happens!