Pickle, a Dog By Any Other Name

A few weeks ago my neighbor invited me to go with her to play Pickleball. Pickleball? Uh … I’ve never played … but … I’m game. We went together and it seems to be a cross between tennis, badminton, ping pong, and to my mind, volleyball as well.
Now I have never played a sport. Played at games, yes. Played neighborhood kickball until it was so dark we could barely see the ball. Played football across the street with my Daddy playing and refereeing. Played horse at the basketball goal in our driveway. The boy down the street practiced his shots at our goal, and eventually played college basketball. Pretty good list of sports for our family of three girls! Oh, and Santa brought us a unicycle one Christmas and all three girls learned to ride!
So, having listed all that and knowing instead of sports our emphasis was on singing, dancing, and being involved in school and community plays and musicals, I must admit, that no one could say we three girls were not active! Far from it!

Well, here I am with other retirees who all seem to know what is what with this game. The scoring is kinda strange, and truth be told … I never play anything without turning it into a comedy routine … to cover up for my inadequacies. It makes for an even more fun time for me and for others laughing at and with me. This game truly puts me in a pickle.

Determined … the perfectionist in me, and the performer, insists that I can learn this game. Like the little engine; I think I can … I think I can … I think I can.

This game was created by some fellows fooling around with a wiffle ball and some paddles. It is said the name Pickleball came from the name of the dog, Pickles, who hung around while they made up this new game, and chased balls that went astray. I like that explanation. I just wish I knew what the dog Pickles looked like. He sounds like a character.

Dear Father, like my Daddy, I think You enjoy seeing Your children at play. I can even imagine You cheering from the sidelines, encouraging us and yelling out, “That’s OK … You almost got that one!

Fathers are sometimes on the sidelines all through their children’s lives. Some fathers play along side their sons and daughters. Some try the best they can, and hope for the best. My Daddy was doing the best he could. It was good. It was good.

Dear Father, Papa, Daddy, I do feel Your joy joining mine whenever I am doing something I am totally into and that brings up joy, happiness, and a smile a mile wide on my face. Thank you for being there with me, sharing in my joy, laughing at my antics, yes, at me, and coming up with other new games and activities that surprise and delight me.

Yes … I am sure that on my own I would never in a hundred years play Pickleball, or even know what it was. I admit I was scared at first, and wouldn’t go without my friend. But now, I am hooked, and go all by myself … huh uh … no I go holding my Dear Father’s Hand.

Thank You, Heavenly Papa, for being mindful of not only my struggles, but also, provide healthy exercise that delights me mind, body, and spirit.

The Lord your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves. He will take great delight in you; in his love he will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing. Zephaniah 3:17

You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand. Psalm 16:11

So that I may come to you with joy, by God’s will, and in your company be refreshed. Romans 15:32

This is the Day author unknown
This is the day (echo)
That the Lord has made (echo)
I will rejoice (echo)
And be glad in it (echo)
This is the day that the Lord has made
I will rejoice and be glad in it
This is the day (echo)
That the Lord has made

If You’re Happy and You Know It                                                                                              Written by George Willis Cooke April 1848

If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands (clap, clap) (Repeat 2x)
If you’re happy and you know it then your (face) (life) will really show it
If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands (clap, clap)

Other verses:
stomp your feet
say amen
do all three

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