The greatest and maybe my least favorite teacher showed up tonight, my kids. I have found it funny how life allows us moments to teach our children lessons we need to re-learn ourselves. Our spring has been given to the great American Pastime, while neither of the boys are All-Stars yet they are having fun playing. I guess that in of itself is a win.
Andrew my oldest is a little more determined to become better. If he could he might live at the batting cages taking swing after swing. On the other hand we have Isaac. Isaac loves playing, but playing is all he loves. Tonight while trying to coach'em up and get that swing fined tune, Ike, as we call him, sort of just quit on me, went through the motions, checked out. While the "coach" in me wanted to "light a fire under him" and "push'em to the limit" and every other classy coaching cliche I could come up with. The man in me reflected on me. I embarrassingly admit there have been days in life that I have just "showed up" or "phoned it in" or "went through the motions" with some responsibility.
While Isaac's swing is not life or death, my responsibilities at least are life. They are my life. Much like Isaac's cuts in the cage, on some days I have lacked effort, lacked energy and drive. I have given less than my best to responsibility I had.
And what would a life lessons be without God smacking you right between the eyes? As I reflected, the verse (and probably not by coincidence) came to mind that reads "do everything as unto the Lord." Oftentimes without even realizing it, we just show up in life. God's expectations is that we would put forth a God-sized effort into everything we do. Whether that things is a game of baseball or a job, schoolwork or "kingdom work", God asked for our best efforts. God asks us to treat every responsibility as we are doing it for him. Lesson re-learned!
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