This sweet snap from 2018 is one of my all-time favorite photos.
During Asa's first year to play t-ball, he spent a lot of time watching. He made some great plays, learned a lot, and made a ton of friends.
But he was [a] little [baby] with focus challenges and some health issues while the setting sun would blaze a sensory overload of bright heat. So most of the time he just watched.
This image speaks grace to me . . .
calm, comforting charis.
Sometimes you just have to sit one out.
An inning, a game, a season.
Sometimes your part is to watch and wait.
You may be geared up and ready.
You may have worked hard to get here.
This may be the thing you feel like you want the most.
But for whatever reason, the sidelines is your position for now.
You are not alone.
You are tenderly held, and your father knows best.
Is this purposeful punishment or prevention and protection? Who can know for sure?
Because from this vantage all I see is love.
