Wonder What the Poor Folks are Doing.

Somewhat unexpectedly, it was a wonderful weekend. The Cajun baseball team finished the regular season with a sweep of the Louisiana Monroe Warhawks. 

The Lady Cajun Softball team won the Baton Rouge regional beginning with a win over the Northwestern Demons. (Who calls themselves “Demons”? More about Sweeping Demons later.) Speaking of Demons, they then defeated the LSU Tigers in two games. They did not allow a single run against them the entire weekend. Next weekend, the Super Regional.

I’m not a great fan of the NBA but even my favorite NBA Team, the San Antonio Spurs, won game one of their Western Conference Championship series.

Don’t get me wrong. It wasn’t a perfect weekend. My daughter who broke her ankle several weeks ago was looking forward to her first full bath at our house. The well stopped working in the middle of her bath on Saturday night. Rose had to stay home from church on Sunday to wait for the repair men. But those good friends showed up on a Sunday and got us running water again.

Speaking of Sunday, church was great. My wife couldn’t come, but my daughter, after all she had a recent bath, was able to join me. The worship was great. The Lead Pastor had some humble and inspiring words. The Senior Pastor gave a great sermon. Most of important of all there was much loving of the hurting. I don’t remember when I had more hugs (and my wife wasn’t even there).

It’s been kind of cloudy but the winds have died down and there is a patch of blue in the sky. It could be the storm is over, or maybe this is just the eye of the storm passing over. In any case, it’s all good.

My dad used to say, usually after a good meal, “I wonder what the poor people are doing.” As a child I always found this statement strange. After all, we were, by far, the poorest people I knew. I have a better idea what it means now. Circumstances may not be great and everything may not be perfect, but what we do have is pretty wonderful. We may not have it all, but we sure ain’t poor.

Can’t wait for next weekend.

Be blessed.

Nick