My oldest son Zack is a baseball player in college. He is a relief pitcher, which means he is not in the rotation to start, making it very difficult to know when he will actually play. For that reason and because his school is a few hours away from where I live, I am afraid to say that I have not yet seen him play ball at the college level.
So when I learned from Zack that he would definitely be playing in his game on Monday, I was excited to finally see him pitch. Until I learned that this game was being played at a school four hours away from my house. I spent much of the weekend debating whether I should make the trek or not. I wanted to go, but I was uneasy about traveling 8 hours in total by myself for what could amount to 1 or 2 innings of play time for my son.
So this morning, I felt like it was too much. I was worried about everything. From the length of the trip, to getting lost, to figuring out where I would stop for gas, or to eat lunch. Not to mention I was leaving my daughter with a friend and she might not want to stay that long. Nothing significant, but enough little concerns to cause me to decide to stay home.
When I emailed my husband to let him know, I figured his response would be something about coming to my senses, and that I was crazy to even have considered driving so far, alone. So I was surprised when I received this response instead:
God wants us to feel apprehensive and uncomfortable at times so we understand that we need to rely on him for comfort . This is just another exercise he has planned to help you exercise your faith muscles! Ride in peace.
This was just the motivation I needed. So I grabbed my camera and my keys and headed out the door.
As luck would have it, my travels would take me past my other son’s college, and since he didn’t have classes today, he agreed to keep me company on the trip. And the drive was smooth sailing. All the traffic and road construction sites were on the other side of the highway. The weather was picture perfect and we got to the school in record time.
Then as the game began, the starting pitcher was just not having a good day, so Zack came in to relieve him in the first inning. Which allowed me to watch Zack pitch for 6 innings before the coach brought in the closer.
All in all, it was a perfect day. One that I almost missed out on because of my old ways of thinking. How easy it was for me to forget all I have learned about leaning on God, but how grateful I was that God will use anything, even email to bring me back to my senses.