Sunday, August 28, 2016
Years ago, I remember my friend Mary Luti saying that church should be like a good game at Fenway--where we rise for hymns like a late-August crowd for a long home run in the late innings. I'll never forget that: the idea that faith should have some "Fenway" to it!
These days, I'm lucky if I get to the old yard once a year. But last night, I made it, with my 18-year-old daughter Fiona. What atmosphere! In the street, clowns juggling. Funny men on huge stilts greeting eager fans. Even a live band on Yawkey Way. What if church were a little more like Fenway?! The energy. The joy. The expectation of a great time!
And what a night! Home runs! Xander Boegarts heroics! Another Mookie Betts home run! And the crowd rising with 'oohs' and 'aahs', each time a ball was driven deep into the night!
Sweet! (Thanks for taking your dad to the game, Fiona!)
Posted by Dave Grishaw-Jones at 8:46 AM