42 years ago today, as a high school graduation gift, I got a couple of @Cubs tickets for what looked like just another Saturday game. Instead, I witnessed one of the most legendary games in baseball history: The Sandberg Game.
I remember when I supposed, in my great man mean pride, that He was an imagining of me. As if One so Great could be an imagining of one so small. And then, a blinding flash of reason commanded me to understand that I am nothing but an imagining of Him.
I would rather be friends with someone I disagree with politically who never talks about politics than someone I agree with who can never shut the fuck up about politics.