“And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us...” - John 1:14
Grant had a ball game a few weeks ago on a Monday night at 7. Sarah and I have community band practice Monday nights at 7. So we agreed that she would take Grant to his game and stay there with him, and I would go to band practice (we would have both gone to the game, except it was nearing our spring concert, and we hated to both not go to band). Well thankfully, it worked out where band let out right on time and Grant’s game had started late… so I got the word from Sarah when I got out of band that the game was still on… and I hurried to make it in time to see the end.
It had been an exciting game (Sarah would update me with texts throughout the night). Our whole team had played well, and Grant had been having an exceptional night. It was one of the close games that had gone back and forth. By the time I drove up, it was the bottom of the last inning. I could see that our team was behind two points, with one out, bases loaded, a batter up, and Grant on deck. The next batter got a hit, sending in one run, but the runner coming from second to third got out. When Grant got up to bat, our team was one point down with two outs and runners on first and second. In the meantime, I had made it from my truck to behind home plate. I yelled to let him know I was there to watch him hit that ball and win the game (a little pep talk, to boost his confidence)… and that is exactly what he did. He hit a solid hit right up the middle that rolled into the outfield. The defense was scampering to get the ball. The two runners ahead of Grant scored by the time he made it around to second base, and we had won the game. Everybody on our side cheered like crazy! Grant was ecstatic, and so were we!
That moment was a priceless one for me, and I am so grateful that I got to witness it. Sarah could have texted me about it… or told me about it after the game… or even sent me a picture or two showing bits and pieces of it… but it would not have been the same as being there. That moment was a shared experience – one that our entire team and their families will remember fondly for a while (and I know it is one Grant will remember for a LONG time)!
Jesus could have just heard about our pains and sufferings; He could have just watched from a distance regarding our trials and tribulations; He could have sent a note of congratulations to us in our moments of victory; but He instead came and lived among us and felt those very same things for Himself. He understood those feelings from a human perspective because He shared those types of experiences… and that makes Him priceless to those who know Him as Savior.
Daniel
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
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