When I went for a walk this afternoon, I heard a lot of people yelling and cheering. As I went around a corner, I saw the reason for all the excitement. There was a T-ball game happening at the small ball park across the street. I stood and watched for a minute as adults were very loudly encouraging the players to run. Others were helping the other team to throw the ball to the right place. Some of the kids seemed to know just what to do. Others were oblivious. I thought it was humorous. I remembered watching my own boys as they learned the ins and outs of the game. Then, I watched my grandsons play while my son coached them. Those were always good, fun, family times.

I Found God today remembering good family moments.