I know what you are thinking. You are tired of Nicole's boring posts about babies and schoolsits and dogsits and whosits. And you are anxiously anticipating Ryan's next entry. Well, my loyal minions, your wait is over.
As a sports fan, I cannot help but love this weekend, and really thise whole week. The Final Four, Baseball's Opening Day, The Masters, and, of couse, Wrestlemania. This all got me thinking...
Although football may be America's passion, September seldom brings the excitement of sport that March and April boast. The onset of the football season (and the revolting idolatry and debauchery that accompany it) coincides with the death of the natural beauty of the world. The colors on the trees pop and fade. The weather turns cold, and the once beautiful landscape is left barren. Contrast this with the coming of Spring and sports goodness it brings: the richness, the grandeur, and the purity of America's pasttime; the drama and excitement that is March madness; and the riveting theater known as The Masters. These are not merely games, or even sports, no, these are events.
It is only fitting that such beauty and purity coincides with the Easter season. Lent is coming to an end--the barren, cold, desert is warming under the promise of Easter joy. The horrorifying reality of Christ's passion and death (a crucifixion our poor, marginalized, unemployed, and victimized still experience today) receives life-saving perspective in Christ's Resurrection light. Through the Christ event we are set free. For, "it is for freedom that Christ set us free" (Galatians 5:1).
The pure joy of these spring sports (even amid their clouds) embody the freedom of Easter. These events, like the Christ event, are spectacles to be witnessed. Drama to be embraced. Freedom to be lived.
Enjoy this most holy, blessed, and sportsly time of year.
As a sports fan, I cannot help but love this weekend, and really thise whole week. The Final Four, Baseball's Opening Day, The Masters, and, of couse, Wrestlemania. This all got me thinking...
Although football may be America's passion, September seldom brings the excitement of sport that March and April boast. The onset of the football season (and the revolting idolatry and debauchery that accompany it) coincides with the death of the natural beauty of the world. The colors on the trees pop and fade. The weather turns cold, and the once beautiful landscape is left barren. Contrast this with the coming of Spring and sports goodness it brings: the richness, the grandeur, and the purity of America's pasttime; the drama and excitement that is March madness; and the riveting theater known as The Masters. These are not merely games, or even sports, no, these are events.
It is only fitting that such beauty and purity coincides with the Easter season. Lent is coming to an end--the barren, cold, desert is warming under the promise of Easter joy. The horrorifying reality of Christ's passion and death (a crucifixion our poor, marginalized, unemployed, and victimized still experience today) receives life-saving perspective in Christ's Resurrection light. Through the Christ event we are set free. For, "it is for freedom that Christ set us free" (Galatians 5:1).
The pure joy of these spring sports (even amid their clouds) embody the freedom of Easter. These events, like the Christ event, are spectacles to be witnessed. Drama to be embraced. Freedom to be lived.
Enjoy this most holy, blessed, and sportsly time of year.
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PS we never tire of hearing about and seeing Leah and all of you!!!