I have decided to always remain connected to a JV in some way or another :) This weekend was not one to note. I slept all day and all night and am still coming out of it exhausted - - - how do you figure that? I have felt alone and fatigued and frustrated and in despair. Tonight as we were closing our eyes to pray, this young 6th grader slipped her little hand into mine. It spoke wonders. She uplifted me and comforted me and the Lord used her to bless my life. I am once again ready for another week.
After the lesson, we went outside to play a game of baseball. I LOVE JV because when I play sports with them, #1) I am not the worst player on the team, and #2) sometimes I even seem good to them!!! With high school, college, or later - I am the worst one on a team and nobody throws the ball to me or includes me. It's nice that they are "at my level" of sport-retardation. Also, I feel like "I'm BACK!" The real me... I got hit with a ball today on my forearm and there is still remaining a large, red, round spot the size of a baseball. When I first joined JV I came home with a new cut, scrape, scar, or bruise every day. It has been a while and school has kept me home a lot of Wednesday and Sunday evenings, but it feels good to be back crazy and LOUD with the group again.
I can't wait for summer.
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