Who showed you how to play?
Who showed you how to live?
My dad showed me both.
He loved the game.
He loved Jesus.
He was serious about both.
Still is.
We talked about the game.
We talked about Jesus.
We talked about how to play.
We talked about how to live.
He taught me the mechanics of pitching and fielding.
He taught me the mechanics of being obedient to God.
He taught me the wisdom of laying off a pitch I couldn’t hit.
He taught me the wisdom of making godly decisions.
He’s the kind of father from Proverbs 4:11–“I have directed you in the way of wisdom; I had led you in upright paths.”
But, whether or not a son is blessed with a father who teaches him the game and life, each of us has access to our perfect Heavenly Father. He never fails. He never leaves. He never walks out. He never tells us we’re just too hard to deal with. His wisdom is limitless.
If you have a great father, praise God and listen to your dad.
If you don’t have a great father, God can and will fill that gap (and more) for you.
Heavenly Father, lead me in your wisdom, in upright paths. Thank you for being the perfect father. Amen.
