I don't think the folks in Atlanta that have traveled from all over view the rain as any type of respite. However, God uses the rain to grow the crops and at the same time, stop us in our work to "grow" us. There is something therapeutic about the rain, although when trying to play baseball games, tournament directors probably miss that blessing.
I have to add something to the square peg post from yesterday. As I was reading Dave Thomas' latest collaboration with athletes and coaches in print, God reminded me about what the real square peg in a round hole really is: a person who says he loves God but doesn't love his people. I've been focusing on the inward part of how this summer's experience effects the Postema family and the lessons therein. One thing I've missed completely is how we are supposed to be giving glory and thanks to God for the summer experience.
When the focus goes inside instead of outside ourselves, nothing good comes from it.
People. People. People.
Here's to a full day of blessings, baseball or not.
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