A few weeks ago I drove to Atlanta to go with our son, Chris, to see the Atlanta Braves play the Chicago Cubs. We had great seats in the Cubs’ “family section,” which were given to us by Chris’ college roommate who pitches for the Cubs. We had a great time just being “father and son” for a while. It was great to be at a major league game for the first time in some years. My last game before this one was with our younger son, Tyler, when we attended a Colorado Rockies game in Denver some years ago. We had one of those memorable “father and son” experiences as well.
Every time I go to a major league game I remember my first big league game. We stopped in Atlanta to go to the old Fulton County Stadium, which was then brand new. Since then the Braves have had two “new” stadiums, including the current one in the suburbs. We were on the way home from Florida and my dad agreed to go to a game. What a memory it still is. I saw Hank Aaron and Willie Mays on the same field. Two of the all-time greats were right in front of my 12-year-old eyes. How much better could life be than this? I don’t remember who won the game but I do remember that I was with my dad that night when I saw my first big league game.
Why do I write about going to ball games when I should be espousing some important theological truth? Because I am confident that moments like those big league games help us build family memories. It has been more than a half-century since I saw Hank and Willie and those other Braves and Giants. But I can still remember standing with my dad when we sang “Ta..”Ake Me Out to the Ballgame.” It was a moment I shall never forget.
What sort of memories are you making with those who are following you in life? It may have nothing to do with baseball. It may be taking a hike in our mountains or going to a concert together or fishing an afternoon away on an area lake. This summer I hope you can make some family memories. As the songwriter wrote: “Precious memories, how they linger…” And they do, don’t they? Let’s make memories when we worship Sunday. I look forward to seeing you then,