This past weekend I was asked to photograph two baby dedications at my church. I was glad to do it. My little church is small and I love that. I know them, not all by name but I find comfort being surrounded by people who open their hearts to Jesus. The first baby dedication was cool. It was for our worship leader and his is a beautiful story. But its his story, so all I’m going to say is God planned this baby to be with them from the start. It was meant to happen just not in their time but in Gods time. The second service baby dedication was for my softball coach. (funny story, and this one IS mine!) Last year about this time Adam asked at service if anyone was interested in joining the softball team he coached. Steve said, “you should do that.” I thought sure, I mean it couldn’t hurt to at least, right? So after service I asked and he told me yes, its very low key, our pastor is on the team and so is this person and that person. I only heard the “low key” part. Being “older” then my younger days of softball, I didn’t want to sign up for something I would have to quit and walk away from. so a couple weeks before the first game Steve and I went out every morning to practice. I hit, I ran and I did pretty good. I even was able to throw the ball straight (after a few minor fly aways. lol)
Game day! I’m excited this is going to be fun. the crowds were gathering, I walk up to the field we are at and I see several parishioners from our church. No doubt they are here to cheers us on! In the dug out I hear my name, “Sylvia! your second base!” Great! I use to be a catcher not infield, but I thought this is “low key” Adam said so. I start to walk out to the field to warm up. I’m feeling good, the night air is blowing a cool breeze. I start to look around and see our pastor on third, our worship leader walking to shortstop (I think, it was all a blur after that moment.) Then with one step forward and a quick thrust of his arm our pastor, Mr calm cool and the man I ask for guidance, lunges forward thrusts his arm and blazes a ball to first base! All I saw was what I thought was a white line of fast! The next sound I hear is a loud whack! First base person caught the ball without fail and quickly throws it to second base! WAIT! That’s me!! (I missed the ball (someone I don’t remember out of embarrassment got it and kept the rally going) At that moment I thought this is NOT your casual “low key” game! These guys mean business!
The following week I practiced and practiced hard. I wanted to do my part and play at the level my teammates played. Second game came the following week. Again, I am called but this time I hear “Your catcher!” Great, I can do that! I walk up to my position, my eyes are intense. I look around and see a couple of friends with Steve. I think to myself play hard Sylvia, play to win. the batter came to the plate. I crouch down in catchers position. First swing he hits the ball but it slides off the bat and spins backwards I reached out and thought I caught the ball (I heard a crack, but that was NOT the ball!) It hit my finger and broke it! lol that was the end of that. but I did finish the game (only because I couldn’t feel my finger! lol) To me, Adam will always be my coach. and this story will always be the game I finished. lol.
So back to the baby! Adams baby is a cutie. I wont say pie, because she was more then that. She was adorable laying in mommas’ arms. Dressed in her little tutu. Adam had the look of a happy father.
I love babies. They are by far my favorite to photograph. They look so sweet sleeping. I could photograph babies all day long. I once did just that when I worked at Sutter Hospital before I stated my business as a portrait photographer. I would stay after and look at the babies sleeping and think about how they have their whole lives ahead of them.
After Pastor Andy finished explaining what the baby dedications meant he held her in his arms and prayed. Prayed for her, for her parents and for us her congregation. Because we are part of her family too. Her church family. And I love that thought. I love knowing that the community I photograph, babies, children, senior high school, and families are part of my family. My church, my town and my intimate circle of friends.
So remember, when your out playing a friendly game of “low key” softball or walking into your church, the store you frequent, or the park your kids play in. I’m there too, waiting to photograph you and your family. With open arms and a broken finger. lol Have a blessed day!