From time to time, people ask me why I spend so much time coaching kids from the ages of 6-10 the game of baseball, with the implication that it is too much time spend doing something that is not necessary to add to an already busy schedule. And for those that ask, there are 15 others thinking the same thing but probably afraid to ask.
Well for one I enjoy it. Second, it is a great means of ministering to the community as we have seen people come to church who otherwise are not connected to any church and perhaps not redemptively connected to Christ. But above all the reason I do it is because my boys want to play, and I want to be involved in that part of their lives as my ministry to them as a father. A high priority Biblically speaking.
Last week Reese, our 8 year old was involved in an All Star Tournament; the conclusion of his season at the Anderson YMCA. Between games two and three, I awoke Saturday morning to see him washing the dirt off his cleats to have them clean for the game, as well as washing the dirt off my coaching shoes (“trainers”), and washing the dirt off his little brother’s cleats who goes to every game “in uniform” as a spectator.
That act alone melted my heart. But then as I was pouring the cereal into the bowl, he came up and handed me what you see below.
Now you know why I do it.