Reflections on the Baseball Season

As the "Boy's of Summer" gradually fade away into the Autumn, I was reflecting upon the season and something pretty cool that I witnessed from the outside deck of the top level of Camden Yards last Tuesday as I was watching the O's self-destruct.

In between innings I was walking around the outside of the bowl and was treated to a magnificent sunset alive with color and fire over the city. One bright star was already shining--probably a planet, but I was grabbed by the deep orange and magenta colors that filled the evening sky.

Wow--they were really beautiful and reminded me that I need sometimes to stop and take a moment to appreciate all of the blessings I have received and all of the beauty in the world.

Yeah--the O's are terrible right now. And the economy sucks. And it seems as if we are never going to get out of Iraq or that once we do then we'll be in even deeper in Afghanistan. And I truly wonder if there are any intelligent lifeforms working in the U.S. Capitol Building.

But--look up to the stars and the sky. Look down at the flowers. Appreciate the small victories. Recognize that my needs are amply provided for. That there is beauty. That the eyes of my grandsons are full of wonder, excitement, and a little mischief. And they make me smile.

Just like the awesome sunset did.