"You can sleep in another lifetime," my girlfriend told me this afternoon, when I complained to her during my seventh period cafeteria duty that I was bone tired and asked her if I should show up for my 12 year old's middle school baseball game. After all, I had been to a game yesterday and he had told me he didn't care if I showed up for this away one. "Really?" she said. "You know what that means. Go to the game."
And so here I am, at Columbia Park in Dunellen, New Jersey, iced latte in hand, waiting for the game to begin in a few minutes.
When I think about our Lord's awesome sacrifice for us, this "sacrifice" of my time and energy for my son, for my vocation as a mother, seems infinitesimally small.
We never can repay the Lord for what He did for us, but as a mother, I can live out my vocation day by day, fighting my fatigue, my laziness and my self-absorption to be the best mother I can for the two boys God gifts me with. Game on.
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Game on! I love it. When I think of my load to carry it doesn't seem so cumbersome after reading this. Thanks for your words of encouragement and perspective.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm sure your son truly appreciates it!
ReplyDeleteYes. His face lit up when he saw me from the dugout!
DeleteLove this! I'm one {college} soccer season away from no more games to watch....ever! He still loves seeing our faces at game time. I love your response to Jesus' call in your life as a mom...truly inspiring! (on a side note...and I never do this...my blog today is titled Game On...come visit!) http://mymemoryart.blogspot.com/2012/04/game-on.html
ReplyDeleteJust visited your post. Wonderful. And I am glad the "Game on" inspired you. Have a beautiful weekend.
DeleteLovely, Allison! Beautiful :)
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