Even though this week is in full swing, I have yet to escape the euphoria that captured me last week; and yes I am talking about the Dodgers. But not just that they won the series against the favored Cardinals. As hard as it is to believe, its not even the amazing come from behind win that I was able to witness first hand. It is the over-all experience of spending time with friends to see game 1 at home while enjoying the classic American menu...Hamburgers and Hot Dogs. Being blessed last minute with tickets to game two, where my sister and I exchanged our voices for sheepish grins that sing of how we just witnessed one of those moments. Culminating with the series clinching win on game three, right next to the man who introduced me to America's past time and my beloved Boys in Blue...my Pop.
You see I have spent far too much of my young 32 years wanting, working, and seeking. Not nearly enough time appreciating, relaxing, and taking in. Not too long ago I would have been highly disappointed with the lack of having a "full spread" for game 1. Dogs and burgers...really?! But to see my Compadre savor his Red Hot all while taking in the magic of October Baseball for the first time...yeah, that's what matters. Sitting with my bud Jay with the childish superstitious belief that by rubbing an official MLB baseball, we were willing our Doyers to victory. So Tanya and I sat in the rarely desired nose bleeds...BUT WE SAW GAME 2 LIVE!!! We danced in the aisles with perfect strangers as Mark Loretta's epic pinch hit single sank into shallow Center Field all while 50,000 hearts rejoiced! Over a baseball game... really? Yeah, over a DODGERS game--REALLY!
I'll spare you with the play by play recap; many much more qualified can do and have done so. But what I do want to share with you is how in this, GOD touched my heart. Amidst the mayhem that engulfed Dodgers Stadium following that miraculous victory...I had to sit down. No really, I HAD TO SIT. My knees fully gave out on me. In comes GOD...
Instead of endlessly celebrating with my fellow Bums fans (which by the way, I am still doing) GOD had me sit and take in something very important. HE wanted me to appreciate the not so little things. You know, those we as Americans swear are part of our GOD given inalienable rights. The simple fact that I was born in a free country that allows me to sit at A GAME. Or how about being able to spend money on A GAME in the midst of the biggest recession since the Great Depression, or consider the fact that we have Men and Women serving around the world, dodging bullets and land minds; all so we can dodge a foul ball or a rogue rally towel while...watching A GAME. Have you ever thought of these things? I mean really pondered them. I should have known something was up when in the 7th Seventh inning preceding the staple song Take Me Out To The Ballgame, I cried when Slash of all people strum his guitar to GOD BLESS AMERICA.
Remember how we learned these songs in grade school? And now, we are removing GOD's name from our currency in fear of offending others. Really? What about offending me? Or better yet, OFFENDING HIM who gave us these gifts! We are losing it people, we really are. Need some support so you don't think this is just some ranting Christian? Okay, how about the sad fact that a man who openly believes it is okay or should I say Its a woman's right to chose to murder a baby, wins a Nobel peace prize. A Peace Prize for someone who believes it is okay to kill a baby...yeah that is where we are. I mean would you say Adolf Hitler, with the ethnic cleansing of the Jews he enforced was deserving of a Peace Prize? Well he was nominated in 1939, go ahead look it up. But now with "change" Obama actually won the prize.
I so wish I could have simply enjoyed this game and series, but there is a grave danger in our ignorance. It is not bliss, not by a long shot. Do I expect my words to change this morally bankrupt nation of ours? Probably not, but I know I'm not alone with these views. Im not asking you to copy, paste, and forward this. Too many of those e-mails being passed around as is. By doing so we think we did our duty by not pressing delete, as if! What I am hoping and asking you to do is this, in your quiet time; ask yourself are we taking our Country for granted. Are we taking GOD for granted? Consider the facts, then ask yourself that again.
GOD BLESS AMERICA, indeed....
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