Oh, the drama in my life this past week! AAAhhh – panic attacks! AAAAhhh – sprained ankle!!
I’m not usually this involved in drama (other than in high school when I became an official member of the International Thespian Society)… I’ve never been a drama queen. But somehow, I have been coronated the Queen of Dramaland. Hopefully, it is just a temporary reign, and someone will dethrone me.
After writing my post asking for prayer regarding my anxiety, I laid down on the bed for most of the day praying and wrestling and fighting and struggling with my anxiety. I kept repeating the scripture that I quoted on the post. When Sean got home, we talked for a long while. He is so patient with my “issues”.
All week, we had been talking about going to a Nashville Sounds baseball game – baseball has become very big in our home recently. Sean came home a few weeks ago with ball gloves, bats and balls for himself and the kids. Until the temperature reached sun surface degrees, they spent most afternoons outside throwing the ball and hitting. Many evenings have been spent in front of the tv watching games.
The kids really enjoy it – and if it weren’t for the fact that I waddle so badly right now that quick movements are beyond me at this point, I’d be outside playing ball as well. I love baseball. I played on the Green Team from the time I was about seven, until I was old enough to join the girls softball team. I played up until the start of high school. And had it not been for the reputation that the girls softball team at my high school had, I would have probably kept playing.
Friday was the night we had planned on going to a game and I did not want my stuff to keep us from the game. How do you explain that to a child…
So, even though it was over 100 degrees all day, and still above 100 when the gates opened, we got ready and headed out to the ballpark. Walking from the car to the gate was nice. There was a comfortable breeze. But when we got in the park and took our seats, I knew immediately that I wasn’t going to make it very long. The stadium blocked the breeze, and I was feeling a bit trapped where we were seated… It hadn’t helped that when we arrived, a lady was being brought out on a stretcher. Part of a panic attack is the feeling of being trapped and wanting to flee. Looking back, I am able to see how irrational most of my concerns were. But at the time, it is hard to step back and look at it realistically.
I had seen a sign for a “Cool Zone” when we arrived, so I headed there. It turned out to just be a tent with a huge fan. Hardly a cooling respite from the heat.
As I headed back to the seats to give Sean the bad news, I saw someone who worked at the stadium and decided to stop him and ask if there were any options, short of stripping down. He must have taken pity of my condition – the sweltering pregnant lady – because he stopped someone else and chatted then came back and told me that there was an open Skybox. And it was air conditioned!!!
He kindly rounded up the rest of my family and took us up to a room that was the size of a hotel room, with a kitchen and table and perfect view of home plate. And did I mention AIR CONDITIONED!
It was absolutely perfect. I was able to relax, feel safe and comfortable and enjoy my family.
The kids loved the view and the freedom to move around without being yelled at. We did make sure they understood that this was a once-in-a-lifetime thing. Because did I also mention that the boxes are $500.00 per game?
And the night ended with a FANTASTIC firework display. I was amazed at how beautiful they were. And the view we had was perfect.
It really was a wonderful night. We needed the time together to just relax and enjoy each other and be a family. We felt very blessed. I was completely and utterly reminded of this scripture:
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.
I was so very humbled to be reminded that ALL details of my life matter to the Lord above. And I know He delighted in seeing our excitement and joy of the change of our circumstances that evening.
Thank you for all of your prayers. Isn’t it fun to see how the Lord answers them!
PS: I got a giggle when I went to pull up the above scripture at BibleGateway.com. It shows The Message translation of the verse as:
He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That’s why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good.)