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It is nearing the start of yet another baseball season. In fact, this season is way too close for my comfort! Can we rewind back to October please?
Some of you will be leaving for Spring Training either this week or next, while some of you are already in the heat of Arizona and Florida. My husband is leaving this weekend and if you’re like me, the final week before he leaves is filled with major anxiety. I find that I am grasping at the last few hours home with him, often loading these hours with high expectations (which never works out very well for me, nor my husband).
It is now that we begin to think of the uncertainties of the baseball season ahead. Like many husbands in this game, mine hasn’t yet signed a multi-year contract, and so with the start of each season I wonder many things. Will my husband make the Major League team? Will he be in the Majors all season? What if he gets called up and sent down several times again this season? Will he be traded in season? Will he get to play as much as he deserves? Will he get along with his new teammates?
I don’t know about you, but this “never knowing” can easily turn me into a victim of the baseball lifestyle. In reality, I strongly believe we are all blessed to have these opportunities during this time in our lives. Yet, I start feeling sorry for myself that I will soon have to pack and unpack our entire lives into boxes and suitcases, possibly multiple times this season (we did this 5 times last season); or that I will constantly be away from my husband in a city without family or friends and that I will be a single parent during my husband’s road trips. Questions arise like, How will I manage the lonely nights? The flights? The visitors? Following my husband around the country? Making new friends on a new team all over again?
But as I prepare my heart for this new season, I am starting to understand that I can choose to continue viewing myself as a victim of this lifestyle, and in so doing possibly miss the blessings God has for me through it. Or I can choose to ask God to calm my worries and help me see the blessings in this life.
The verses that comfort me in this time of high stress and worrying over the unpredictability of baseball are Psalm 62, verses 5 and 6. These verses remind me that I can find rest in this crazy baseball life in God alone. He is my rock, my salvation, my fortress. I can rest in knowing that though the baseball season often brings changes and uncertainties, God is unchanging and constant in my life. When I choose to lay my worries over the season at His feet, I will not be shaken.
Prayer: Thank you Lord, for the blessings that the baseball lifestyle brings. I pray that you help me let go of my “victim” mentality surrounding the season ahead of us. I choose to let go of my fears and my worries. Let me rest in your truths – that in a life filled with uncertainties, you alone are my rock and my fortress; my one and only constant.
– Stephanie Lillibridge for Baseball Chapel
(Shared with permission from BaseballChapel.org.)