Life is good, even at my age. Maybe, especially so. I’m in California taking care of GRANDsons, who in high school and middle school are better at taking care of me. I like them. A lot. And their friends. A folding chair or a bleacher seat keeps me from keeling over at their soccer games, practices or water polo matches. However, some activities like laundry and meals draw on my life experience. And it’s good to have some must-do activities. But I also like that most of my life has moved over to the sidelines. I prefer observing, cheering, and being available.
Maybe some of that has to do with the times I wasn’t picked quickly at recess. I had an awkward stage that lasted longer than I’d have wished. Or perhaps it circles back to when I tried out to to be a cheerleader in college and failed to make the cut. Apparently, it required more than enthusiasm and a loud voice. I didn’t do well in science, either. Got a D in a Wheaton College Homemaking class, which fell loosely under science. You know, like nutrition. Looking back, the teacher was generous. Lets just say, I was more creative than skilled. Mostly, she down graded me because I did not follow instructions well. Had I revealed that trait, Jud might have had second thoughts. But most of us aren’t thinking, when it comes to love. Thank, God. And I mean, THANK GOD.
The teacher’s name’s forgotten but not some lessons I learned in that little class of horrors. Lesson #1: Just because my aunt Doris was a Home Economics super star at Wheaton, did not mean it was for me. Lesson #2 Plan B is not a mark of failure. It just may mean you’re learning to pay attention to what matters to you, and to God’s call on your life. Lesson #3 Do not wear something in public, for which you received only a D in a Clothing class.
As for sidelines, I like them. It’s about perspective and availability, not punishment, as in sidelined. If I carried a business card, It would read: AVAILABLE. Then again, maybe I should add: CHEERLEADER.
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