Opening Day always reminds me of the year I finally got to see Wrigley Field for the first time. I was in seminary and my friend and classmate Rick Swanson somehow scored us tickets for the game our first spring there in 1998. I was so excited to see the famous lush ivy on the outfield walls -- something Id seen on TV my whole life. Of course, I was sorely disappointed since it was April in Chicago which meant 40 degrees and dead ivy. Alas, I finally got to see it in full bloom later that summer. And I worked the story into a sermon the next time the reading about the True Vine showed up so it wasnt a total loss.
Posted on: Tue, 01 Apr 2014 01:55:52 +0000
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