Remember to Remember

How many times do we forget the very good things in our lives? the answered the prayers? loving family? sacrificial friends? I just thought I'd make a quick list of a few thigns I'm thankful for this morning, no particular order

wendy
passing the pe
toasted bread with chicken salad made especially for me
dom
steve
tickets to france
a job
the football locker room
nlcf staff
the condon girls
homegroup
my mom
dad
lisa
all my brothers
safe and successful surgery in april
my home
walking to work
our income
my warm clothes
Jesus

wow...he's pretty far down on my list this morning, huh? Well, I said no particular order!

my other dad
momma
cher and the boys
hot italian sausage on a toasted bun with grilled peppers and onions
ribs
work...

and its that time....to work....and to remember all that is good... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qXkcPQUfJM



Ray, people will come Ray. They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won't mind if you look around, you'll say. It's only $20 per person. They'll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they'll walk out to the bleachers; sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. They'll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they'll watch the game and it'll be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick they'll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come Ray. The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it's a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh... people will come Ray. People will most definitely come.

What is your "It"?