A SENIOR
SOFTBALL PLAYERS PRAYER & THOUGHTS
by Ron Munson
THE UMPIRE CALLS “PLAY BALL”, THE PLAYERS ARE READY TO GO. I BOW MY
HEAD AND PRAY: LORD KEEP EACH ONE SAFE, AND THAT EACH ONE MIGHT PLAY
THEIR BEST. PLEASE GRANT EACH ONE, JUST ONE MORE HIT, AND MAYBE FOR ME,
PLEASE GRANT ME TWO.
THE SKILLS ARE NOT WHAT THEY WERE. THE LEGS DON’T MOVE AS FAST, THE
THROWS ARE NOT AS LONG, THE BALL DOESN’T GET HIT AS HARD, AND NOT AS
FAR. THE BODY HURTS AND SOMETIMES SCREAMS IN PAIN, BUT THE JOY OF THE
GAME DOES NOT FADE.
MY TEAMMATES COME AND GO, AND I THANK YOU LORD FOR THE TIME SPENT WITH
EACH ONE, KNOWING THAT THE NUMBER OF GAMES YET TO PLAY ARE KNOWN ONLY
TO YOU, AND ONE DAY I WILL BE THAT TEAMMATE THAT IS GONE.
I PRAY THAT MY PERFORMANCE ON AND OFF THE FIELD WILL ALWAYS HONOR YOU.
GIVE ME A LISTENING EAR TO THEIR WORDS OF JOY, SORROW, REGRET,
MEMORIES, AND EXPRESSIONS FOR THOSE THEY LOVE.
MY PRAYER FOR EACH OF MY TEAMMATES IS, THAT THEY KNOW THAT THE GREATEST
THING IS NOT A GAME WON OR A HOME RUN HIT, BUT THAT KNOWING YOU LORD IS
WHAT COUNTS AND WILL TAKE US TO THAT NEXT LEVEL, TO BE WITH YOU.
LORD YOU HAVE BLESSED ME IN SO MANY WAYS, AS I HAVE JOURNEYED THROUGH
THIS LIFE. I COULD NEVER HAVE GUESSED THE PLACES YOU HAVE TAKEN ME, THE
THINGS THAT I HAVE DONE, OR THE PEOPLE I HAVE MET. I GIVE YOU THANKS
FOR ALL AND FOR YOUR PLAN FOR MY LIFE.
AFTER I’VE PLAYED MY LAST GAME, TAKEN OFF MY CLEATS, PUT AWAY MY
BAT AND GLOVE, THAT I MAY SAY “THANK YOU LORD, THANK YOU LORD”, UNTIL
THAT DAY, THAT I JOIN “YOUR TEAM” ON HIGH, THE ULTIMATE PLACE TO BE.
I PRAY THAT THOSE THAT FOLLOW, WILL HAVE THE SAME JOY THAT I HAVE HAD,
IN THIS GREAT GAME KNOWN AS “SENIOR SOFTBALL”.
AS THE LAST OUT IS MADE, IN ANOTHER GAME, I THANK YOU LORD FOR YOUR
GRACE THAT HAS ALLOWED ME TO PLAY, THIS ONE MORE DAY.
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