There is no joy in Mudville

by chuckofish

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Well, baseball season is finally over. Thank goodness.

Post-season baseball is just too stressful. We flyover fans identify so strongly with our hometown team and we are so eager for them to triumph…but we must keep telling ourselves: It is just baseball. Nobody died.

Yes, we will miss our (sad) skipper.

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But life goes on.

One of my goals for November is to be more consciously thankful.

You would think that would be an easy thing in the days leading up to Thanksgiving, but experience teaches us (or me at least) that this is not so. We start that snowball slide to Christmas and get busier day by day. And when we get busy, we forget to be thankful.

My mantra this month will be: Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. (Ralph Waldo Emerson)

Even today. Even when the Cardinals lose.

A sensible thanksgiving for mercies received is a mighty prayer in the Spirit of God. It prevails with Him unspeakably.

–John Bunyan