The Relentless Rain
I got really excited when I woke up this morning and checked the weather: 84 degrees and sunshine all over that bright blue sky. But when I opened the blinds, a contradiction was staring me right in the face. Rain everywhere. And from 9 till 1, it didn't stop for a break. Irony would have it that I took our truck to the car wash to surprise Adam yesterday, thinking that the weather was going to be nice for the rest of the week. Turns out, just like in Spokane, you can never fully rely on the details of the weather report, but I can't say I mind. It makes me recognize that we're not alone on the tiny little Earth. That, in fact, God is actively involved in everything we are and everything we do and everything we experience. And that makes the faulty weather reports ok in my book.
Because of the rain, both Adam and I had a slow day. Actually, I was just downright lazy. And it bothered me toward the end of the afternoon when I realized that I hadn't done much with my time. Adam came home from a very short practice (the fields were flooded), and wasn't his normal self either. He didn't feel like talking, and so naturally, I had a temporary freak out session, wondering if I did something wrong or worse, if he somehow got cut. I left him to his grumpiness for a while, as I nervously awaited the news, and later coaxed out of him that he had a really good bullpen today, but was upset with himself for not taking full advantage of his time at the field. Even though everyone left the field at the same time Adam did, he couldn't get past the fact that he could have somehow done more in the pouring rain. Whew. He's not cut. And it's moments like these that the admiration I have of my husband overwhelms every part of me. I don't think I could possibly grasp the fullness in which Adam's work ethic drives his life. He's always, always, doing something more. And I'm blessed to have such a determined, disciplined man to share my days with because I know he'll always be striving for better.
To make up for a less-than-impressive day, both of us were invited to a small Bible study group with some of the players and their wives. The women met at one home, the men at another. I can't speak for Adam, but I really needed this. I haven't met many women here, and finally, an entire group of them were happy to take me in. It was such a sweet time getting to interact with women who share my similar experience, build friendships, and talk about our unique platforms for the Gospel. I would've asked to take a picture with them for the POTD, but didn't want to look like some sort of desperate groupie in search of friends (even though that's probably an accurate description...minus the 'desperate' part of course...hahaha), and so we're left with a less-than-exciting photo of the rain.
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