Playing Catch with Dad

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I spoke to a friend the other day, and God brought up two stories in my life that He wanted me to share.  They’re tales of God’s expressed love and they so impacted me.  I pray they do the same for you.

I was a children’s pastor for years. And as the children grew up and left the children’s church, I stayed with them and became a youth pastor of sorts.  It was a natural progression and dear to my heart.  Children’s ministry is like giving water to little sponges, but ministry to a teen is so much different.  Wounds and the world take a toll on teenagers. I noticed the door of entrance didn’t open as quickly and quite frankly, opened less widely when it opened at all.

There was a young man in his late teens who came to our church, and God gave me love for him.  I was wide open to him and a relationship immediately sparked. Because of his living circumstances, I knew the time we’d have together would be brief, so I availed myself to him as much as possible.

One day he asked if I wanted to go out to the park to play catch.  I really didn’t want to, but for his sake, I said okay.  To give you a little background, I was never into sports.  As a child, my self-esteem was too damaged to open myself up to the possibility of further ridicule. So I just didn’t play beyond Gray-Y (YMCA youth sports) and little league.  “Hey batter, batter!” felt too much like mockery with the wounds I already had, so my sports career was short.

Well, this young man and I went out to an open field and started pitching the ball.  We just talked while the ball lobbed back and forth.  I was wearing sunglasses, since I was facing the sun. And I was glad for this because something remarkable happened to me. God flooded in on me and I just started to cry.  I never let this young man know I was crying but the tears just poured out of my eyes. I could’ve sobbed, but I just allowed the tears to be the only evidence of God’s presence. I asked God, “What are You doing?” His response was, “Playing catch with you.” Oh, this was more than I could take.  This guy, who I thought I was ministering to, was a pure vessel of God’s love towards me.  I don’t know if he even had a clue of what was going on. Though we only met a time or two after, God used this episode to heal something deep in my heart.

I didn’t really have the “playing catch” moments with my dad. It may have been because I was unwilling to be vulnerable to possible scorn.  Not that my dad would have done that, but I was just a raw nerve back then.  To be really good at something, you have to be willing to fail, and I felt like such a failure already that I simply couldn’t enter another arena.

So here I was playing catch with Dad, (the living God) present in a young man who may or may not have had any idea.  We literally stayed out there until dark, and for me it was time with my Father.  God desired to play catch with me, something I wouldn’t have asked for nor even wanted—but oh, how I loved it.

In my next post, I’ll tell you my second story – how I met Jesus the carpenter.

Comments:

Posted by VIRGINIA
May 19, 2014 at 1:19 pm

LOVED AND ENJOYED THIS BEAUTIFUL MOMENT YOU HAD WITH THE FATHER.IN CHRIST LOVE

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Posted by Lori
May 12, 2014 at 12:39 pm

o thank you, John for that … and Lord for what it has evoked … And i’m in with brother kirk … : )
1 John 1: 1-4 came after reading earlier … so beautiful. Thank you.

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Posted by Pauline
May 12, 2014 at 10:09 am

WOW! That’s intimacay! Thanks, John.

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Posted by Sharon
May 12, 2014 at 10:01 am

Awesome!!!!

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Posted by brother kirk
May 12, 2014 at 8:44 am

I always new God was in baseball (in the big inning, beginning) ( Aaron (hank) Ruth (babe), just kidding, but seriously anyone who has played catch with God, I want to play catch with, next time your here , ball, gloves, you, me and my neighbor playing catch.

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Posted by pearl
May 12, 2014 at 6:45 am

Moments like these with Our Papa God are absolutely priceless and hardly have words to describe how they transform and forever alter us at such a deep emotional level….very sweet encounter….thank you for sharing this…bless you John!!!

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    Posted by Irene
    May 12, 2014 at 8:44 am

    Amen and amen.

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      Posted by Sam
      May 12, 2014 at 12:26 pm

      Echo

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Posted by Cheri
May 12, 2014 at 6:09 am

Isn’t it amazing where God chooses to meet us? Good story.

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Posted by Sam
May 12, 2014 at 5:26 am

Oh, John…

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    Posted by Tammy
    May 12, 2014 at 7:07 am

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