I have an unusual Friday Pretty today. This is my son and he's been on my mind ever since he called last night. It was one of those calls the Mother of a ball player does not want to receive. I don't remember most of the conversation before and after I heard, "Mom, I took a ground ball to the forehead tonight." I realize that it was a good thing that he called and not a coach, or a doctor. I'm calculating in my head that a 225 pd. twenty-something year old hitting a ball pitched at 89 mph, ricocheting into the ground and my son's forehead. I squeaked out a "are you alright?" No stitches, just an incredible goose-egg sized lump/bruise and the makings of a major headache. I do remember him saying that he was lucky it just missed his eye. I weakly handed the phone to his father and offered up a thankful prayer to Jesus.
Taylor, who is going to be a sophomore this fall, plays baseball for a wonderful Christian college. His coach has placed him on a team this summer in New York, far away from us in Michigan. Though I miss him terribly, it's a great team and he's doing good community service, teaching youths about Christ and growing spiritually himself. I'm so thrilled with the man he is becoming. So while my heart aches a bit today and I wish I could see him, I trust that he is where he needs to be. So he's my Friday Pretty today, cause I think he's pretty special (and pretty cute too!)
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