Badminton Blast

I’ve never been good at sports, and never been athletically inclined. I remember being goalie on homeschool soccer day and being bored out of my cleats because the soccer field was soooo long, and all the kids were always down at the opposite goal…

That’s a rabbit trail though.

Truth is I absolutely love playing badminton. Sometime a few years back, I discovered my racquet/birdie love during our family’s annual July 4^th camping holiday.

Here at Nahumba we have a permanent net up in our yard. Last year, Heather and I dreamed of badminton, but when we looked at the prices of racquets in Lusaka, we buried our dreams. 

However…

In May, Sara asked her sisters if they would send her badminton birdies from home with their brother who was traveling to a friend’s wedding in South Africa in June. In June, Sara rendezvoused with her brother at the wedding in South Africa, and brought the birdies- safely packed in her hiking pack- home on the bus. In July, we visited Sara’s parents in Malawi. Before they left home to collect us at the border, they packed their badminton racquets to give us. We carried the racquets- wrapped in a plastic bag and tied with pink ribbon- home on the plane.

And, ever since then we’ve been playing badminton. We wait until the day is ending and the wind dies down, and then we play away until the sun sinks and we can no longer see the birdie.

It’s grand.

So fun and relaxing.

The Lord gives good gifts (sometimes racquets and birdies!) to His children.

PS- If you’re nice, and if you like badminton too, and if you stop by some afternoon once the wind is calm and before the sun sets… we might share a racquet and let you join the fun.