The great American baseball player, Babe Ruth, once said, “Don’t let the fear of striking out keep you from swinging for the fence.” I remember as a young boy playing little league baseball. I played for four straight years and in the final two years I was the first string catcher. In that third and fourth year, I also remember that our team, the Moose Giants, came in first place. We had some young, but talented pitchers and hitters. It was great fun and excitement. But, I also recall one other detail from those years. Never once do I remember seeing my parents in the stands watching me play. It just wasn’t their priority.
That memory causes me to sometimes ask myself, “Whom am I playing to?” In other words, whom do I desire to be in my “stands,” cheering me on in both the good and the not so good? Whose approval am I looking for? There is a certain fear standing at home plate with a bat in hand. One reassuring smile from the stands would have removed that fear. It would have said, “Go ahead son, you can do it; I believe in you; so knock it out of the park.” Many years ago this was settled in my heart when I heard my heavenly Father say to me, “ You are my beloved son in whom I am well pleased.” And then He smiled reassuringly. To whom are you playing to?