Baseball and babies.

I hate signing in to write something and then realizing that it's Friday.  Because then I have to write about my favourite thing and that's not what I signed on to write about.  But I will tell you anyways that my favourite thing was going to the library with a friend, randomly, picking out a book (and foreign film), putting it on her account (because I'm a country kid and not entitled to such things as books), and engrossing myself in the love story of two teenagers, one living, one not.  I read it before bed every night, and sometimes when I wake up in the morning.. err, afternoon.  And there's rows and rows and rows of books that could probably captivate me in the same way.  I just gotta find them.  So I'm going to try to read more, because I actually enjoy it.  More than television (with a few exceptions involving Food Network and Slice). 

So that's that but what I wanted to say that sometimes life throws you a curve ball, and you have no desire to catch that ball, you'd just rather avoid it entirely.  But sometimes your former voice teacher (and friend.. present not former) calls you up while you're in the shower to ask you to come and watch her kids.  And sometimes when you get there she tells you the whole story and it's slightly traumatic and then she asks you if you'd like to come for the next four weeks.  And you want to say no because the daytime is your free time.  You are working almost every night for 8, 9, or more hours.  You wake up late and would like to spend your few free hours working on projects to encourage people, or spending time with friends, motivating them, challenging them.  And then you think about your purpose, what you're trying to do with your life.  Are you trying to make lots of money?  Are you trying to get everyone to like you?  Are you trying to be more like Christ, caring for the needs of anyone and everyone?  Uggh, well that last one is kind of what I was aiming for.  Well then.  You see a need, you fill it. 

I'm not really interested in sacrificing my time to drive twenty minutes out of town to take care of two children whom I don't really know that well-not every day, not on my free time.  But if my goal is really to be Christ, hands, feet, heart and soul on this planet.. well, I bet he would have refreshed his memory on how to change a diaper and been there.  No questions. 

In a completely side side side note, I wish I was better aquainted with the NBA and MLB playoffs that are going on.  I need to become a more rounded sports fan.  It's on the list.  Perhaps I should share the list.