06/02/2026
As a photographer, I’ve captured thousands of moments.
As a mom, this one stopped me in my tracks. ⚾️
Last night our son found himself in a high-stress situation on the mound. Playoffs. Tied game. Extra innings. What felt like the world on his shoulders. 🌎
Before the first batter of that extra inning stepped up to the plate, I watched my son bend down and remove his cap. Many people probably didn’t even notice, but I immediately knew what he was doing. And I can’t stop thinking about it.
In that tense moment, my 12 year-old boy wasn’t worried about who was watching. He simply turned to the One who gives him strength.❤️
I don’t know what he was praying, but my guess is that his prayer was not answered as he had hoped, as the first batter up smashed an out of the park home run. Game over. 💔 But that’s the way God works, isn’t it? Maybe the prayer was actually answered in lessons. Lessons of resilience. Lessons of determination. Lessons of humility.
I’m proud of the countless hours he’s spent practicing. I’m proud of the resilience he’s building through tough losses, hard lessons, and learning to keep showing up. I’m proud of his confidence (like being ready & willing to pitch at the end of this playoff game even though he’s a third basemen 😅). I’m proud of the athlete he’s becoming. ⚾️
But FAR more than any strikeout, win, or stat line, I’m proud of this. The courage to stand boldly in your faith when the pressure is on—that’s the kind of victory that lasts. Because highs and lows of all the the wins and losses.. they fade. But faith, character, and courage last.
Keep working hard, buddy. Keep competing. Keep growing. And above all, keep looking up.🙏🏼
“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13