And...Day 144/Day 4/Day 4

If you have a few extra minutes on your hands, read Adam's most recent blog. Maybe you should read his very first blog to understand where he's coming from. Today's blog is about a joyous man who withstood a very bad time in his life and realizes he still has things to learn; not only about life, but about God. There is a long road ahead with many twists and turns, but life is turning a new and healing corner.

Yesterday was not a great day, yet I still find it joyous. I'm glad I don't need to dwell on things as much. I'm glad small, good things seem much more wondrous and small, bad things seem that much better. I'm glad I found my watch today. I'm glad Rick is recovering well. I'm glad both Colton and Gabrielle have a friend to take to B.A.R.F. (Be A Real Friend) night at Awana's tomorrow. I'm glad I have three kids and the chatter and arguing and laughing and crying and acts of confidence and acts of frustration and the eating and drinking and cooking and cleaning and the games of catch and the loud singing and quiet whispers and the falling and getting up and playing and punishment and the learning and the stress and the "I love you"'s never seem to end. I'd like to pray it never does, but that is not a prayer God can answer so I will enjoy it while it lasts.

Colton caught a couple very nice punts today. One was a rather spectacular catch and then he ran the ball quite a ways. The second was a good catch as well, and then a look of determination on his face. It rained near the end of the game. It turned into a downright downfall. I, and many other dads, continued to watch this game where Colton's team was winning by over 20 points as drop after drop dripped from our noses. Except, of course, the dads who had checked the weather before they came and had brought an umbrella.

I like rain.