6 days, 4 hours and 18 minutes,,, not that I’m counting, ‘till spring training starts. Just heard that more snow is expected next week,,… don’t know if its fact or rumor, but either way, I think we’re about ready for at least the hint of warmth. So here it is. Spring training is on the way. February 17, 2010, coincidentally my birthday, pitchers and catchers for the Philadelphia Phillies, will report to Clearwater Florida for the start of this year’s spring ritual. Play Ball!! Now if you think this is a bit over the top, consider that this has been the snowiest winter in Philadelphia record keeping history. Yesterday Interstates 76, and 676 were closed, as was MLK and Kelly Drives. Major Universities were shut down, not that the students objected, but that has got to be a first. And so on to the big dig,,.. where are our cars?,.. WHERE ARE OUR CARS?? ,.. need a backhoe just to free ourselves from the imprisonment of our driveways..Now, I’m not complaining, its just that, in my old age I now realize why my father couldn’t wait to head south and take up residence in warmer climes. At the ripe “old” age of 76 he built a homestead in Lehigh Acres, Florida. But he came by it honestly,… my grandparents pulled up stakes and headed for Riverside, California when both were 86. So I can blame it on genes and I guess I have a “sunny” future to look forward to,… no pun intended,.. actually I did intend that,… But anyway, its time to think warm. Let’s imagine putting away the snow blowers and shovels. For me, I have tulips in my house as a reminder that spring can’t be far off. The thought of spring training, the sound of cheering crowds and visions of umpires dance in our heads with sights of 6 feet snow drifts, a distant dream. Bring on the ticket takers and the Philly Phanatic and let’s… Play Ball!!
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When James and John asked Jesus if they could sit, one at his right hand, and the other at his left when he came into his glory, Jesus replied, "You don't know what you are asking for. Can you drink the cup of suffering that I must drink? Can you be baptized in the way I must be baptized?" (Mark 10:38).
"You don't know what you are asking for." Perhaps Jesus said that to James and John because they weren't sufficiently aware of the price that would have to be paid for a request such as theirs. And from that point of view they did not know what they were asking. Did they perhaps want the glory without fully accepting the suffering, the reward without fully accepting the struggle? Maybe they were like those who want to become star athletes, but without the training. It never seems to work out.
There is a path that leads to glory with Jesus. It is a path of service, a giving of the self, a letting go of the ego. It is a path of compassion, a willingness to listen to others and to ease their pain at the expense of our own time and energy. The experience of the peace that only God can give comes when we do those things. That seems to be how we get ready for the glory.
Lord, I'm not very courageous. I'm not sure I can be fully baptized into your baptism, but I will live my life as well as I can, one day at a time. Help me to die to myself that I might live unto you.
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Thursday, February 11, 2010
Play Ball
6 days, 4 hours and 18 minutes,,, not that I’m counting, ‘till spring training starts. Just heard that more snow is expected next week,,… don’t know if its fact or rumor, but either way, I think we’re about ready for at least the hint of warmth. So here it is. Spring training is on the way. February 17, 2010, coincidentally my birthday, pitchers and catchers for the Philadelphia Phillies, will report to Clearwater Florida for the start of this year’s spring ritual. Play Ball!! Now if you think this is a bit over the top, consider that this has been the snowiest winter in Philadelphia record keeping history. Yesterday Interstates 76, and 676 were closed, as was MLK and Kelly Drives. Major Universities were shut down, not that the students objected, but that has got to be a first. And so on to the big dig,,.. where are our cars?,.. WHERE ARE OUR CARS?? ,.. need a backhoe just to free ourselves from the imprisonment of our driveways..Now, I’m not complaining, its just that, in my old age I now realize why my father couldn’t wait to head south and take up residence in warmer climes. At the ripe “old” age of 76 he built a homestead in Lehigh Acres, Florida. But he came by it honestly,… my grandparents pulled up stakes and headed for Riverside, California when both were 86. So I can blame it on genes and I guess I have a “sunny” future to look forward to,… no pun intended,.. actually I did intend that,… But anyway, its time to think warm. Let’s imagine putting away the snow blowers and shovels. For me, I have tulips in my house as a reminder that spring can’t be far off. The thought of spring training, the sound of cheering crowds and visions of umpires dance in our heads with sights of 6 feet snow drifts, a distant dream. Bring on the ticket takers and the Philly Phanatic and let’s… Play Ball!!
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