Minutes to Memories

Well, baseball season is underway now, but the St. Louis Cardinals aren't off to a flying start so far. But then again, it isn't about how you start, it's how you finish. Just ask Cardinal fans about last season. I do love baseball season. It resurrects in the spring, then dies again for winter. In between, it consistently reminds me of my dad, while, oddly enough, serving as a metaphoric reminder of my personal belief in resurrection.

After a few weeks of beautiful sunny weather, it was a rainy day in South Mississippi.

I actually love rainy Sunday mornings with our church family. Years ago, someone made the wise suggestion of purchasing several nice golf umbrellas for rainy days since we don't have a handy awning to keep peoply dry. Well, I don't really want a nice awning anymore, at least for Sunday mornings. I love the days when several of us tromp through water puddles escorting those coming to worship in from their cars. Like today. And, oddly enough, instead of our typical 130 or 140 in attendance, we had 168 folks gather on this rainy day.

I was a bit worried about the rain because I was scheduled to officiate an outdoor wedding at the Gulf Islands National Seashore this afternoon. But after lunch, just on time, the rain stopped, and the wedding occurred without any problems.

And hey, while I've been typing, the Cardinals are beginning a little 6th inning rally. They just might make a comeback.

Yes, I do love baseball.