It is lighter longer into the evening. The grass is greener. The air stays just that wee bit warmer through the night. A new season is upon us.
As the past few months of preparation and reflection fall away, and the promise of a new, brighter future dawns; we make plans and conjure the wonderful possibilities that may await us. No matter how surprising, miraculous, or unlikely those possibilities may be.
This just might be the year the Cubs go all the way.
If you’re done laughing, I finish my thought. My faith in my beloved Cubbies and the Almighty have a great deal in common. Both are beyond coherent explanation, involve a great many tales that occurred before I was born, and both challenge me. There are times for both when it is easier to not be a believer. Both involve organizations that at times vex, distract, and reassure me. I cannot imagine turning my back on either one.