Teaching an 8 year old who REALLY REALLY wants a ball as the game heads into the 9th inning is a lesson in frustration. Then last night when Jackson suddenly scored a ball, I leaned over and said, "Bruce Springsteen says: faith will be rewarded." This morning we rode up a bigger hill than we ever had on our bikes. Jackson stopped halfway and leaned his head on the handlebars for a full minute, never looking up or talking. He then stood up and pedaled all the way. At the top I told him how proud I was of him. He looked over and said, "Dad, faith will be rewarded."