But then Dad fed him some magic applesauce, and Luke slowly recovered enough to go to the tournament. He lost his first two matches, but he tried really hard.
Joel had to sit in the gym for over four hours waiting for his turn to wrestle. He lost one, won one, and then lost another one. The first tournament is always difficult for my boys probably because they're told every single day to be nice and not hurt people. On the wrestling mat, though, they're supposed to be aggressive.
And these two kiddos had to sit through the whole thing, bored most of the time. Makenzie had a book, her DS, and a friend to play with for part of the time. She still was MORE than ready to leave. Seth didn't seem to mind being there, though. He was either in his stroller or being held most of the time, but he didn't seem too upset about it like he normally does. He likes to be free to run around or to sit when he feels like it, but he did a great job at being patient with the situation today.
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today's song: "Hiding Place" by Jars of Clay
Amidst the sorrows of the way
Lord Jesus, teach my soul to pray
Let me taste Thy special grace
And run to Christ, my hiding place
You know the vileness of my heart
So prone to act the rebel's part
And when You veil Your lovely face
How can I find a hiding place
Lord, guide my wandering feet
Draw me to Thy mercy seat
I've nought to trust but sovereign grace
Thou only art my hiding place
How unstable is my heart
Sometimes I take the tempter's part
And slight the tokens of Thy grace
And seem to want no hiding place
But when Thy spirit shines within
Makes me feel the plague of sin
And how I long to see Thy face
'Tis then I want a hiding place
Lord Jesus, shine and then I can
Feel sweetness in salvation's plan
And as a sinner plead for grace
Christ, the sinner's hiding place
Amidst the sorrows of the way
Lord Jesus, teach my soul to pray
Let me taste Thy special grace
And run to Christ, my hiding place
You know the vileness of my heart
So prone to act the rebel's part
And when You veil Your lovely face
How can I find a hiding place
Lord, guide my wandering feet
Draw me to Thy mercy seat
I've nought to trust but sovereign grace
Thou only art my hiding place
How unstable is my heart
Sometimes I take the tempter's part
And slight the tokens of Thy grace
And seem to want no hiding place
But when Thy spirit shines within
Makes me feel the plague of sin
And how I long to see Thy face
'Tis then I want a hiding place
Lord Jesus, shine and then I can
Feel sweetness in salvation's plan
And as a sinner plead for grace
Christ, the sinner's hiding place
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