What an odd blog title for me to post.
My mom & dad will be especially confused since they were there to witness my one (just one) glorious season of softball as a 7-year-old, in which I got on first base an astonishing… once. And it was a walk… so sad.
But this week, I am THANKFUL for softball and beef jerky. What?! Yep. I said it. Softball, a sport I know really nothing of. And beef jerky, a food I never wish to eat. But nonetheless, this week they’re on my thankful list. (Speaking of, I’m thinking a thankful list might be a good blog series… Hmm.)
Here’s why. Softball and beef jerky have been my IN to a relationship with an 11-year-old girl this week. Softball and beef jerky are a way that I’ve been able to make her feel special, unique, and known. Softball and beef jerky have given me a chance to look at a girl who is misunderstood and say, “I think you’re capable. I think you’re worth something. I don’t think bullying and attitude define you.”
And she in turn has smiled with me.That’s why I’m thankful.