solomon's birthday

i normally try to keep my blogs in some kind of order just to make sense. there have been so many trips this year and i am trying to sort them out so i can blog about them. i felt the need to post this while the memories were still there.
at ballparks, they will flash your child's name on the media board during the game if it is their birthday. i noticed one name that stuck in my mind more than the others. it was solomon.
for those of you who read scripture, solomon was the son of david and bathsheba. solomon asked God for wisdom above all else-no riches, no vast populus to govern-just wisdom. and God gave him that wisdom and then he blessed him with great wealth. perhaps a lesson for all of us. anyway, i remembered his name for that reason-well, that and my son's name is isaac.
after the game, i noticed a young man walking with his mom to their car. actually i was blocking her in. we talked for a minute and she asked me if he could get some autographs. i said i would be happy to help if i could. when the first player came out to get on the bus, i noticed on the back of his hat was a name-solomon. i remembered the name flashing on the board and being the mensa member i am, it hit me that this was the birthday solomon. cute kid. as each player came out to get on the bus, he would look at me and i would nod a "yes" to let him know this was a player.
the reason i guess this affected me the way it did is because i was missing my own children and i have an unhealthy attachment to baseball. but that is not all.
it was sunday and this mom brought her son to a baseball game (she gets my vote) on a day most stay home and do family stuff, or church related things. to see thru his eyes for a few moments took me back to my childhood and all of my memories of the sight and smells of the parks i went to. the hot dogs, popcorn, hamburgers, cotton candy and sour apple and grape bubble gum. it was a time in my life where i could have taken a wrong turn and ended up choosing to do wrong and not do right. i chose to stay reasonably out of trouble and for the most part i have always landed on my feet despite falling far and often. and here is solomon-wide eyed wonder. not really aware of the fact that as these players develop, one day he will see some playing in the major leagues. and that is ok if he never sees it. for right now, it was mom, baseball, a birthday and some really tall guys who signed their names on a piece of paper. the innocence is something our children lose so quickly these days. i was privileged to be a small part of a day in the life of solomon. thanks for the memories. happy birthday.
until next time...