It was the last inning of the game, and the team was behind by 6 points. Since it was the first game of the year, the girls were not yet well-practiced, and were a bit timid at swinging at the ball. As the inning began, the coach's peptalk came: "Everyone hits, everyone runs, everyone scores."
I began to think about how this applies to my faith. When I invited Jesus into my life, I made a hit. Standing at home plate (which for me was the Green Cathedral at Tar Hollow), I started the journey that would score me a win in the end.
My newfound faith carried me to first base, where I was cheered on by my new church friends and respected leaders. I purchased a Student Bible at the beginning of my college freshman year, and began reading it every once in a while (I admit I wasn't, and still am not, a daily Bible reader, but I'm working on it!)
As I grew in my faith, I found my new running legs which lead me to second base. There I found strength and support in my family (my family attended church when I was little, but stopped going after my parents' divorce).
With the help of my family, including my husband, I rounded second and began the Journey toward third, where I found I had wonderful, faith-filled friends waiting to bless me with women's Bible studies, the Journey class, and my Emmaus Walk.
In this final leg of the Journey, I pray that I will sprout wings that will fly me to my final home base in Heaven, where Jesus will welcome me with open arms when my work here on earth is done.
Who would have thought this shy little girl would grow up to be a hitter, runner, and scorer for Jesus? It's all because of the God who chose me, loves me, and died for me. Amen.
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