Burger night tonight. Makes me glad to be back with my peeps after an amazing adventure this past week ~ a conference in Colorado on writing curriculum for children. I loved every minute of it, but there’s nothing to compare with Saturday night with my family.
Our movie choice tonight was 42. The Jackie Robinson story, an excellent retelling of a wonderful true story.
The introduction has an interesting line, though, that caught my ear tonight. It said, “a baseball box score… simply states what kind of ballplayer you were on any particular day.” In other words, a box score doesn’t care what color you are. Or anything else about you.
A baseball box score is an interesting thing. It has the vital information of a player’s performance in a game. How many at bats, how many hits, how many runs, and if he had any runs batted in. In other words, how did you perform at what you were asked to do by your team? If you had four at bats, you had four chances to advance your team. How’d you do?
And I wondered briefly what it would look like if we could each see our “box score” at the end of a day. What if your day’s review said that you had 10 chances that day to love your neighbor, and that you had “batted” only .300? What if God presented you 10 opportunities, and you only managed it three times? I know, I know…. you were busy. Or distracted. Or you just weren’t thinking. There are as many excuses as there are neighbors to love.
God doesn’t keep score. Please know that. I’m just saying, what if you could look back, at the end of the day, and be faced with every success and every failure, in every opportunity you had to behave as the Lord expects us to?
I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty sure my life needs a bit more practice. Just sayin’…
Light Expectations 