Monday; June 29
As a
baseball fan, I am curious to see how the 2020 season plays out. As of the writing of these thoughts, it
appears that the season will consist of 60 games – which figures out to just
under 40% of a normal season. On the one
hand, I am somewhat disappointed that we haven’t had baseball for the past two
months, on the other hand I am intrigued by the shortened season. Typically, at the beginning of each baseball
season, hope springs eternal with the cry, “This could be our year!”. Well, in all honesty, that could be true of a
lot of teams that couldn’t get into the playoffs in a 162 game season. All they have to do is weave together a
little magic and who knows what will happen.
I have followed a lot of teams who were in contention at the 60-game
mark who swooned miserably after the halfway mark. Who knows – in spite of all the
disappointment surrounding baseball this year, it could end up being exciting
for a lot of people. No, I haven’t gone
out and bought my MLB.tv subscription yet, but I just might be tempted to do it
this year because anything could happen.
As I
thought about the excitement of a condensed baseball season, it got me to
thinking about what would happen if we put everything we had into our short
lives? Most times, when people get to
the end of their lives, they have a tendency to echo the Old Testament
character, Jacob’s, assessment of life, “The years of my sojourning are one
hundred and thirty; few and unpleasant have been the years of my life, nor have
they attained the years that my fathers lived during the days of
their sojourning.” (Genesis 47:9); however, what if we decided right here,
right now to fill our condensed lives with excitement? How much fuller could our journey be if we
lived life with a belief that anything could happen?
We may not
get the chance to determine how many years we get to live, but we do get to
choose how we live the years we have.
Think About It!