Yesterday was a cool day. Ok, so the weather was cool, but something happened that was even more cool. It was the opening day at Fenway Park and the 2004 World Series championship ring ceremony. In case you didn't hear about it, you can read a summary at the Boston Globe site:
Homecoming Kings. Here are a few choice article quotes:
"But it was the pregame festivities that connected generations of New Englanders, moved grown men to tears (I saw one in the press box), and created a memory guaranteed to be shared whenever two or more Sox fans gather to reminisce about the glory days of 2004.""Baseball. The best game. The New England game . . . the thing that brought so many people together in yesterday's celebration for the ages."There is one thing in common about us New Englanders: we love tradition. We love the past. We worship our sports hero's. Bobby Orr of the Boston Bruins. Bill Russell of the Boston Celtics. Teddy Bruschi of the New England Patriots. And our beloved Boston Red Sox. We love baseball. It is a religion up here. Yesterday, worship was held at Fenway. Two or more gathered....
I know we are not allowed to have any other gods before THE GOD. And I don't want to take the Lord's name in vain. I know we are supposed to worship the Lord and serve him only. God is the only one worthy of true worship. But yesterday's ceremony was as close to worship that many fans have experienced...probably in quite some time.
And it was a celebration. People didn't care about themselves, they only wanted to honor their hero's. They simply wanted to sing their praise. They event particpated in a moment of reverent silence when called to remembrance. The crowd became a community of worshippers. And they left Fenway to tell the good news of the ceremony and the win (Red Sox over the NY Yankees, 8-1).
Sounds like a pretty good worship service yesterday....perhaps we could learn a little from the Fenway Faithful?
All I know is that I hope the tradition continues. I wouldn't mind watching a 2005 ring ceremony next year. That would be a worship service worth participating in.
Hey Paul (aka- Basketball Jones),
Interesting post today my friend.
Just last week I shared a lesson from Luke 7. This is the story of the woman (perhaps an ex-prostitute) who comes to a Pharisee’s house (Simon) unannounced. What amazes me about this story is that this woman is so moved by Jesus presence and by his love and forgiveness––she crashes Simon’s party, knowing that Jesus is inside. No doubt that Simon’s house was filled with religious people who would have some pretty strong opinions about this woman and her lifestyle. But amazingly, she doesn’t let this stop her from coming to Jesus. Evidently this woman was not coming to Simon’s house for them! She was coming to see and touch Jesus. And what we see her doing once she gets inside Simon’s house is… well… it seems to be a little over the top, doesn’t it? This woman, moved by Jesus’ love and forgiveness… falls to Jesus’ feet… washes Jesus’ feet with her tears and wipes Jesus’ feet with her hair, and then massages Jesus’ feet with perfume.
Now this is a little much for almost anyone’s standards of worship. After all, what will people think?
Paul, I’ve discovered that there comes a time in a person's journey with Jesus, that it doesn’t matter what others think about our desire to worship Him with all of our heart, mind, and soul.
OK... back to Red Sox mania!
Go Sox Go!