I can't begin to tell you when the last time was that I went bowling. It's been years. But Saturday afternoon, my grandson, Jalen, and I were trying to figure out something fun to do on a rainy afternoon, and he suddenly said, "Bowling! Let's go bowling!"
"When was the last time you went bowling?" I asked. "Oh ... maybe 3 or 4 years ago. But I really want to go bowling!"
With a little bit of a grimace on my face, and after trying to make a plea for the movie theater, I finally caved. "Okay ... let's go bowling."
Well, I was actually pretty surprised to find out that I had no idea whatsoever where there was a local bowling alley. Thanks to Google, I found out there was one in Warminster, right there on Street Road. I must have passed it by a thousand times, but never noticed it was there.
I'm almost embarrassed to tell you that I used to bowl in a women's league - many moons ago. And I wasn't half bad. However, on Saturday afternoon, I bowled two games - a whopping 77 & then a 92. Don't laugh!
But we had fun. We even had fun running through the pouring rain to get to the entrance. And then we had fun on the second part of the outing. Dinner. "Where do you want to go to eat?" I asked him. Well, I should have known. "I have a taste for the Chick-fil-a," he replied. Of course. So we went to the Chick-fil-a, ran through the rain again, and ate chicken sandwiches, waffle fries & lemonade together.
So it was a good day, a VERY good day. Sometimes rainy days are like that. I think God sends them to us every now and then just so we slow down and find a fun rainy-day activity we can do with someone else. God loves it when we simply enjoy one another's company.
And God ALSO loves it when we slow down enough to simply enjoy HIS company.