Broken Sleep

A fourteen-year old boy is speaking church.  He shows his broken wrist. “I broke it diving back to first base,” he said.  “I was safe,” he adds.

“Now I can’t play baseball.  Or my cello.  Or”–he hangs his head–“play video games.”

“I was bored so I’ve just been sleeping a lot.”  Pause.  “I didn’t know seminary was so spiritual!”