With spring now here, baseball is back, and that includes Major Leagues, Minor Leagues, and Little Leagues. In an article on our church website, our pastor shared stories of watching his son play t-ball, noting that despite all of the chaos and confusion that defines 5- and 6-year-olds playing t-ball, everyone could look forward to the post-game snack. I appreciated his parallel with our faith, noting that despite the chaos, confusion, and paralysis that defines our fallen, sinful state, we look forward to the promise of a heavenly feast at the end of this life. Our pastor also referenced comedian Brian Regan who provides a comedic glimpse into his memories of playing Little League baseball, standing awkwardly and timidly in the outfield while dreaming of the free snowcone that he would enjoy after the game.
I can certainly relate with my own Little League memories. Despite games where we lost under the "Mercy Rule," or when I walked the bases loaded and then gave up an impressive grand slam, I always looked forward to ice-cold soda and Little Debbie snack cakes. Sometimes we even got to all go on a trip for ice cream. No matter what the outcome of the game, there was always a happy ending.
Tuesday
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