I love baseball! And I love baseball season. Everything about it: from Spring Training to the World Series. I just can't get enough. I know, kind of strange; even my children tell me I am "not normal" and that "most mother's watch cooking and craft shows; ours watches ESPN Sports Center.". What can I say? It's just how God wired me. There is something about the thrill of competition and watching individuals use their God given abilities on the greatest stages. This is my second season away from the U.S. and I often envision myself standing in the baseball section of the Dick's Sporting Goods store in Yorba Linda, taking in the smells - especially the leather gloves. Sad, isn't it?
Our family is blessed to have two, wonderful, yet completely different children. First, is our daughter Elli (13+) - beautiful, kind, extremely mature, loves to read and do crafts and plays both the guitar and piano beautifully (and has an amazing voice, when she will let you hear it). Second, is our son James (11) - a BOY from head to toe. Bright, funny, and born with the most amazing athletic abilities (I know, I'm his mother and definitely proud of his accomplishments, but he is the kind of athlete that makes people stop and take notice). At 20 months old, he picked up a hacky-sack and an empty wrapping paper roll, and just stood there and whacked away. Hit, after hit, after hit; although I am certain he did, I honestly can't remember him missing one.
In June 2009, the Lord would ask us to return to serve Him in Romania. He spoke to my heart first, and His call is certain. We would spend the next two years praying and preparing with our home church to return to Romania and plant a church in Cluj.
At first, the excitement of serving the Lord in this capacity was both exciting and scary, all at once. The Lord and I had some long discussions over my thoughts and plans for my children, and their futures. Elli, since the youngest age has had a desire to attend a major university (Elli's Granny's alma matter is USC; she has always looked at that as a possibility-and is very serious about her studies). James, started playing T-Ball since before he turned 4 years old and has always wanted to play Major League Baseball, then retire and own his own team (with his mother making everyone snacks for the dugout).
These were some of the thoughts I processed as we prayed and prepared for this big move.
As we approached baseball season in February 2010, I asked the Lord to bless James with an amazing season - not knowing if it would be his last in little league, or if we would be blessed with one more.
At the time, James was just 7 years old and this was the beginning of the competitive age. There would be playoffs and a champion would be crowned. His team went on to have a season record of 18 wins and 1 loss, and would win the Division Championship. They had the best season statistics for the A division in the history of the Yorba Linda Little League.
The life lessons and memories the Lord brought to our entire family that year, are priceless treasures we will carry with us forever.
James would be blessed to play one more season of little league prior to our move, only this year he would be moving up to AA and that meant there were try-outs (we were part of a very large little league with their own facility, and 8 teams of 11 boys in James' age division).
Our family discussed that this would be our last year, and we prayed together to ask the Lord to bless us with a great season; and, if it be His will, even bless us with another championship. I confess, even I hesitated to ask again but then the Lord gave me the scripture (for myself first, then I shared it with James) "You have not, because you ask not" James 4:2b- so, I might as well ask and He tells me to bring every care to him - because He cares about every detail of our lives; however, I reminded James that whatever happens this season, we will praise the Lord - it is His season.
The Saturday for try-outs came; our family stopped to pray (inviting the Lord into whatever we do) and headed out to the field. James' turn came up and he shined like the sun. He made every catch in the outfield, at short stop, drove the ball off the pitching machine and rounded the bases with speed and determination. We didn't know which of the coaches would end up drafting James but we reminded ourselves that this was the Lord's season.
A couple of weeks later the phone call came from James' new Coach, calling to introduce himself and invite us to the first team meeting. I had no idea who this guy was; but, being the over curious/crazy competitive mom that I am, I went home to check out this coach's team record from last year. WHAT !?!?!? 2 wins and 12 losses. NOOOOOO !!! Lord, what are you doing? I wrestled with and questioned God all night...Thank goodness His mercies are new every morning and great is His faithfulness. In the quiet of the morning, He spoke to my heart, "Coleen, didn't you give this season to me?" Yes, Lord. "Do you trust Me with James?" Yes, Lord. I asked Him to forgive my doubting heart and my need to control the situation. "Lord, I release this - and James - to You; and whatever comes of this season, I receive it as coming from You Lord.". I shared this with James, and told Him how the Lord reassured me that no matter what - He knew what He was doing and what was best for James and it was HIS SEASON. Jeremiah 29:11 has been our family verse mainstay.
A couple of weeks later, practices began; and, quite honestly, things didn't look too good. It was absolutely killing me to be quiet and sit in my lawn chair and watch. Some of the boys couldn't throw a ball, some couldn't hit and it was time to brace myself for what was to come. AND, they decided that James should move from short stop to catcher because he was the toughest and most determined to stop the ball (preventing balls from getting by him and keeping the opposing team from scoring more runs). "Um, 'okay.", I thought...but he is made to play short stop.
By the 3rd practice, a ray of hope appeared. Coach Pete - he had experience training young players, and had several championship teams in this very little league. He had been asked by one of the coaches to help out. At the end of this practice, Coach Pete found his way over to me and said "Boy, am I sure glad to see your son here.", to which I smiled and shared with him that James is very blessed by the Lord in his talents. Coach Pete then glanced over at our daughter Elli's shirt that read "Vineyard Christian Volleyball" - turns out his son went there and they attend church there. I got to my car and shouted out a "Thank You Lord, open the heavens and shine down some hope!"
As the weeks of training passed, I would sit in that lawn chair watching the boys plays, and as I had my talks with the Lord, wouldn't you know it - several of the boys were really starting to improve. James would rotate between short stop, being 2nd starting pitcher and catcher; mostly pitching or catching.
We won our first game, our second, and so on. We finished the regular season with a record 12 wins and 2 losses; and I must add that those losses were especially character building for James. The Lord teaches us much through both triumph and defeat.
I cannot write this without mentioning the way the Lord brought our daughter, Elli, alongside her brother in cheering him on and making their bond even stronger. She has clocked in many hours on baseball fields, doing homework while her brother practiced.
We went on to play for the championship. The top 4 teams would compete in double-elimination. The first team we had to face was just down right awful, nobody wanted to play them. The kids on their team used bad language, were bullies in the snack shack line, the parents fought with each other in the parking lot, were mean in their chants towards opposing teams, the coaches argued with the umps - this was just going to be a "battle" in every way and I would need to sit in my chair behind home plate, and quietly pray and keep score (um, emphasis on the "quiet").
We won the first game, then headed to the second - there had been a rain delay, so if we had to play a 3rd game it would be the very next day, which was Sunday. I prayed so hard for the Lord to bless us with a victory and not have to play on Sunday, or be faced with this team again. Note: By this time, I had enlisted the ladies of my women's Bible Study Group into praying with me and asking God for a victory for James and his team; they were delighted to do so.
End of the 4th inning and we were losing 11 - 2. It was just awful, I just kept praying and didn't give up hope. Several of our boys came out of the dugout to ask what the score was. I didn't give it to them, I just said "You get out there and fight, and get us some runs. This isn't over - we still have 2 more innings of baseball!" - they smiled and went and got their batting helmets and bats on. Honestly, it wasn't looking good. We had already been through the top 6 batters and now our weakest batters were coming up (meaning rarely ever get on base, unless they get hit by the ball). I kept praying and cheering for each boy as they came to bat, and all of a sudden they were hitting!!!! doubles, triples - bases were loaded and we made it an 11-7 game !!! We held them to no runs on their at bat. One inning left, but they were home team this match, so they would get the last at bats. My phone rang several times, Elli was checking in to see how the score was. She was helping with a church sponsored Garage Sale, that was raising support for our departure; trust us - that event went on just fine - God didn't need our help. More than $3,500 was raised that day, and we were on a baseball field.
Wouldn't you know it, our boys scored 6 runs !!! Yes, 6 !!! and took over the lead with their team still getting a chance to bat. Pray! Pray! Pray! the boys put everything into it, played awesome defense, great pitching and we won !!!!
We would go on to the final round, where we would take the first win easily, but needed one more win to be League Champions.
Two nights later, game 2 and we are the "visiting" team (the other team got the final at bat). The opposing coach walks up to my husband (JeJe) prior to the game and says, "I had a nightmare last night and your son was in it." We knew it was meant as a compliment; he had told us several times what a great player (and kid) James is.
A fairly large crowd (400-500 people) came to watch, including many friends from church. One of whom was a dear Romanian friend whose teen sons played baseball (she shares my passion for the sport). She arrived at the 3rd inning; we were losing 3-5. Here was her response to the score: "Are you kidding me? What's the matter with these guys? I came to see them win this championship!".
"Just pray!" I replied.
All of our friends began to pray; and, YES, the boys started hitting and we started scoring (they intentionally walked James early on). 5th inning and it is a tied game.
6th and final inning and we score 2 more runs; bringing the score to 7-5. The opposing team still had their at bats. James was catching.
The other team scored a run - bringing the game to 7-6 and it could not end in a tie; we were losing sunlight at this point. They had two runners on base and two outs - just one more out and we would be league champions. The batter had 2 strikes on him and our pitcher would throw the third strike - OUT ! right into James' glove.
That was it - we had won! We were the Yorba Linda Little League AA Champions of 2011!
It was just amazing ! God knew what He was doing. I had second guessed Him.
Ask my husband, and anyone else who saw that team and they will tell you - "never thought it would happen" - but if God is for us, who can be against us? And everyone who joined us in praying - felt a part of the victory.
James wont always have seasons like that, and neither will his mother. It was a very special moment: Watching him walk off that field that night, BIG trophy in his hand and with the best/humble attitude and a heart full of thanks to the Lord (and being starved and just wanting to go to our good friends house in the neighborhood for some Mexican food).
During that season the Lord had given me this verse:
"And what do you benefit if you gain the whole world but lose your own soul? Is anything worth more than your soul? Matthew 17:26
Looking back, walking away from Little League is the best thing that happened to us. It was getting to be a very difficult, crazy competitive parent kind of atmosphere. The Lord showed us that His plans ARE best - He knew it was best for James (and us) to be taken away from that environment.
Our first week in Cluj, someone invited us to a "Baseball Camp". What?!?!?!? Who is doing baseball here in Romania? A group of players had come over from Northwestern Christian University to work with the local YWAM base. How awesome is our God?
James took to the field and it was just amazing to see what the Lord did that week.
Last year my husband began playing with James at a large, open field here in Romania, several other boys came to play; they still play with us today. Last summer, we co-hosted a baseball summer camp with YWAM and had almost 100 children attend each day. The children learn baseball skills, and we have time for devotions/testimonies and end with game time.
The Lord has now developed Baseball Cluj (check us out on Facebook) - we had our first match in October 2012 with a city about 2 hrs drive away (also playing baseball, the Romanians are really taking to it) and our Jrs. lost by just 1 run and the same with our Sr. Group. This was our first match, the other city has been playing as an organized sport for about 5 years.
Our Spring 2013 season is underway (despite rainy skies some days, we have about 25 real committed players, and several parent volunteers). We are praying to develop an official city little league (our city is pretty big) - and are currently putting together a proposal to our Mayor for a dedicated training field that we will share with our friends who play American Football.
We have many offers flooding in for "Friendship Tournaments" which we hope will happen (costs and traveling are the big key, but Not Bigger than Our God). The best part is the doors that have been open for evangelism and discipleship with young people and their families, and a couple are now attending the church. We are thankful that the Lord has blessed us to be part of what He is doing here.
This summer's baseball camp will be blessed with players from the Southern California FCA (Fellowship of Christian Athletes), who will then stay on for a week or two of additional training with our baseball club. We pray that many unsaved young people and their families will be reached through this. The FCA Athletes will be doing devotionals/testimonies/discipleship on the weekend nights as well, encouraging the young people to first have a walk with God, and then how to maintain their walks with God using a "Life Scorecard".
In addition, we have another group of former minor league players (from our home church of CCEA) who are praying to get here this summer as well.
The Lord recalled that final baseball season to my memory just this past week. I had stored it in my "Back Pocket" and He knew I needed to get it out. It's been a long winter, and I was just feeling a bit "down" about things; having thoughts of doubt and wanting to re-plan my children's futures, etc.
That very day, James came home from batting practice and told me how he crushed the balls off the pitching machine the Lord has provided (the provision for that is another "cool" "separate" "God Story") - at top speed.
He doesn't miss little league one bit, and often tells us how much he loves living here. We recently learned that there is an IMLB training facility in Tuscany, Italy where the MLB scouts come to check out European players for the major league...
The Lord recalled this very thing He whispered to me several years ago, "No one can stop my plans for your children, and they are great and good, with a hope and a future. Trust Me."
"Take delight in the Lord, and He will give you your heart’s desires.
Commit everything you do to the Lord.
Trust Him, and He will help you.
He will make your innocence radiate like the dawn,
and the justice of your cause will shine like the noonday sun."
Psalm 37:4-6 NLT