All Star Life Style?

Posted by tom | Jul 11, 2007

Lots going on last night as I moved the sprinklers, cleaned up after supper, tucked Eden into bed, posted material on IVCF's internal website, caught up on scores of emails which continue to pile up, and then hulled peas while watching Little House on the Prairie w/Theresa (I still haven't sat through a whole episode. It's a classic I avoided in childhood and continue to do such as an adult. But maybe I'll be broken sooner or later).

Just before going to bed, I turned on the TV to hear the commentators discuss just how good Cordero was and see Crawford crush the ball over the fence. Theresa, who was near when I called out the home run, wondered why the crowd wasn't cheering louder. I replied that TV didn't have the audio from the stands turned up, they were more focused on the commentators. Then she wondered why the commentators weren't shouting and I responded that they were disinterested professionals who had just been shown-up by Cordero's miscue.  When the inning ended, I turned the game off and went to bed with a fair amount of confidence that the AL would continue its recent (and might I say bizarre) dominance of the All-Star Game. Where has the power of the NL gone? No comment on Bonds, Griffey, or Wagner.  Their performance speaks for itself . . . ouch. I need to go back to bed and get some rest as I'm too fiesty in blog this morning and I haven't even shared thoughts on the commodification or entertainment aspects of baseball, let alone moving onto the university. 

One brief thought, when would I have imagined the day when I would enjoy moving the sprinklers, cleaning up after dinner, tucking Eden into bed, posting/emailing, and hulling peas w/Theresa (even if its in the context of Little House) much more than intently watching the All-Star game with ice cream and soda in hand?  A transformation in my life, even a gift of grace to walk in the Presence of God toward those things which are of greater value.  And what a blessing/joy to have one's family as neighbors, a place of hospitality and play for Ellen and Hayley after a full day for Theresa and myself.

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