What a crazy weekend with my family! 4 basketball games, one soccer match and two baptisms in the span of about 36 hours. Unfortunately we went 2-3 as a fam in the sport arena! Oh well, we can't always win! : )
Preston's high school team won 2 huge games, both by two points. They beat the #2 team in MI Class B who until that night had not lost in nearly two years in conference play. It was wild and a lot of fun to be there.
But what I will remember most is Sunday ... when two young men stood in front of thousands of witnesses and family and friends to proclaim their commitment to live as a follower of Christ. To hear them share their stories, raise a fist to heaven and say, "I am proud to be a Christ follower", were the proudest moments of my life as an Aunt. Yes, even prouder then the two free throws made at the end of the game to win the game!
It made this Aunt want to stand up with arms raised herself and celebrate these men! and why not?! We SHOULD stand and celebrate those moments more then game winners. We SHOULD get together afterwards with family and friends and celebrate and mark this time in their lives. No more sitting in our seats, solemn and sober when young (or old) men and women stand and proclaim their faith ... receive Christ as Savior ... experience healing in their lives ... whatever the case may be.
While all of this was going on, in the back of our family's minds was the fact that mom passed away two years ago on Sunday. Yes, same day as the boys were baptized. Mourning and celebrating at the same time. I can't help but believe that mom was standing and singing with the Angels when those boys stood up, shared their stories and were baptized! THEY are part of her legacy ...
Oh ... and had the boy's favorite - Qudoba - catered for lunch! QUESO ... nuf said ........