Sunday greetings everyone, and Happy Father's Day to those who celebrate it.

Grandma Cybersalt and I traveled up island last Friday to watch one of our grandsons play baseball — and when I say "baseball," I mean the kind where the players are somewhere between the ages of 8 and 10 and "Little League" would be a generous upgrade. Pulling up to the little neighbourhood ballpark, I was thrilled to find a parking spot right on the street, just beside the diamond. We met up with our daughter-in-law and two granddaughters to watch their brother take the field, and a couple of innings in, the batter hit a foul ball that sailed way high over the fence. While everyone was hollering at people to watch out, Susan and I watched it come down with a big clunk right on the hood of our car.

Everybody had a good laugh — and I had to laugh too, because in that one moment I realized I had become the guy. I was the grandfather at the baseball game whose car got hit by the foul ball. It was like I'd stepped out of a time machine. There's a little dent in the hood now, but at 160,000 miles she's still in great shape, and it wasn't worth getting upset about. Everybody had a wonderful time hearing my car get hit, and I had just as much fun hearing them talk about it afterwards — none the wiser that the car was mine. You could call it a true Grandpa Cybersalt moment.

Today's video share is an artisan creation so detailed and intricate it looks like it came from another time — and maybe even another world. I doubt anyone is getting a Father's Day gift this sophisticated, but the tracking of every single stone is a treat to watch.
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Enjoy the rest of today's Digest.

~ Pastor Tim