I am starting to panic. It is Saturday and I have nothing to do. I keep thinking where is the baseball jersey. Checking the clock to see when we have to get to competition. I need 30 minutes to get her ready. Then I realize, no sports. It’s Easter Weekend, thank you Jesus. All you naysayer atheists can shove it. I love the holidays and now I love them even more, kids don’t plays sports on the holidays.
In the future I need to make sure our coaches are Christian so we are assured these days off. I got lucky this time, but you never know. I need to make a mental note right now, because I am sure some type-A freak coach, somewhere, is having a game or practice or something.
And the bonus is tomorrow. I have two whole days off from sports. Big sigh. I am going to church, I am going out for lunch and I will not be praying for my kids to hit the ball, land tumbling, stunting and just not get hurt. I will be praying that I can handle all the issues that lie in wait for me during the next baseball and cheer season. I mean on this day I realize if Jesus hung on the cross for me to be saved, I seriously need to stop worrying so much.