October 3, 2017
Today our daughter had a volleyball game in Saraland. That is about 40 minutes from our home. I chose to drop her off at the church/school just in case I couldn’t get there on time. I knew it would be a feat, but I asked the Lord for help. I also had to have our son be my navigator. I normally am not good with directions unless I drive the route several times.
The GPS wanted me to take the interstate. I knew I couldn’t handle that right now so we made it recalculate to go the back road which would have less traffic. By the time we got there (we actually beat the team ), my muscles in my legs and back were spazzing. The noises at the game were quite unsettling. The girl’s attitudes were not that great either. I jumped from being startled several times. I didn’t cheer much like I would normally, but I was just glad I could be there to show my daughter my support. I was able to take pictures. I would like to say that I am very proud of our daughter as she handled herself well beyond her years when another teammate got angry and yelled in her face.
After the game, our son made a beeline to the opposing teams Pastor (Pastor Dean Miller) to reminisce about his “Pop the Cow” message he heard a few years ago. He also proudly told him that his dad was a Pastor now at Pine Air Baptist Church in Grand Bay, AL. He also told him about my getting struck by lightning. Of course, he was shocked! I think everyone is when they first hear about it. He said he’d be praying for me. I know there is power in prayer!
By the time we got home, I was done. I had exhausted all my energy and all my muscles were in spams! I think I went to be about 8:30pm.