Thank you, Royals. The way that they have played baseball
these last weeks has unified our city. They have turned our fountains blue.
They have given us reasons to go to the office wearing jeans and Royals togs.
They have given us something to stay up late to watch, and something to talk
about the next day. They have filled up
the stadium and the Power and Light District and countless other venues around town.
They have even caused people of all faiths to wear shirts that say, “Believe.” As a city, we have come together in all sorts
of different ways to celebrate this team, and I am deeply appreciative of them
for those things.
Last night, they gave us a thrilling end to this ride,
taking the World Series to the bottom of the 9th inning in the 7th
game. Yes, they lost that final game,
but that does not diminish all of the other things that they have done for
this city, nor does it take away the fact that they made it farther this year
than every other team in baseball but one.
This year in baseball has been defined by so much more than the ending
of that one game. Thank you, Royals.
This weekend is All Saints’ Celebration in worship, where we
thank God for the gift of those persons who have entered God’s kingdom this
year. Only a very, very few of us will
be remembered most for our final moments. Instead, the stories that are told
about us will be about how we lived our lives. We will be remembered for how we
lived and loved and gave. No, it is not our final moments that define us, it is the rest of our life that reveals what is essential about us. When all is said and done, what story do
you want your life to tell?
The Royals have given us a great story with this amazing
season. Thank you, Royals!
