It’s a mix of excitement and anxiousness that comes over me when my child goes up to bat. My desire for her to do well makes my heartbeat faster than usual. Yesterday was especially important, not because it was a big game or anything of the sort, but because it’s been probably about six months since I’ve seen her “hit” like she used to. Moving back to the US, difficulties finding a team, and lack of adequate practice, have been pretty tough on her. I could tell her confidence in her hitting had suffered and it showed everytime she went to bat. I tried to help but she throws that ball so fast!!!!! Instead of me catching the ball like I’m supposed to, I’m ducking for cover in fear of her killing me. Don’t judge me; I took dance classes growing up.
So she steps to bat and I just decide to say a prayer. It went almost exactly like this, ” Holy Spirit, please help my baby get a good hit so she can get her confidence back. NO, HOLY SPIRIT COME DOWN ON HER LIKE FIRE, HELP HER HIT AND RESTORE HER CONFIDENCE!” It started as a wimpy request and then I decided to ask with boldness. “Holy Spirit come down on her like fire!” Seconds later, my daughter hit the ball and it flew up so high it was just shy of going over the fence. She helped her team score two points. She hadn’t hit like that in months, and it was amazing. I could already see her confidence restored as she ran the base.
I knew it was because of that bold prayer that she made that hit. I almost started tearing up because I just couldn’t believe my eyes. I wasn’t crying because of the hit, it was a beautiful hit but that wasn’t the reason. It was because God heard my little o’ prayer. Everyone I’m sure thought it was because of her own ability but I was in on the secret. It was nothing but God and further evidence would soon prove that.
As soon as the game was over, we started our normal debrief of all the great and not-so-great things that happened in the game on our way home, and the hit came up. I said I’m going to tell you why that hit happened. Then I began to tell her about my prayer and to my surprise she said, “You know what Mom, that must had been what came over me.” I was like, “What are you talking about?” She then began to explain to me that when she was up at bat, all of a sudden she felt different. Everything went silent around her and she was focused on the ball like never before. She said, “I’ve never felt that way before at the plate.” I just started praising God. I said, “What you felt was the Holy Spirit!”
What other nation is so great as to have their gods near them the way the Lord our God is near us whenever we pray to him? Deuteronomy 4:7 (NIV)