That Lovable and Loving Cub

“…everyone who exalts himself will be humbled,
and the one who humbles himself will be exalted.”

From Luke 18:9-14

My sisters and I enjoyed an outing with our mom as often as possible. When she passed her eighty-second birthday, we increased the frequency of these excursions. This was our subtle attempt to keep track of her health while enjoying her company.

One such outing took us to Santo’s, a local restaurant owned by the famed third baseman of the Chicago Cubs. On that particular day, Ron Santo made an appearance to mingle with his patrons. As soon as my mother saw him, she flew out of her chair to greet him. When Ron Santo graciously shook her hand, my mom did not let go. She pulled the poor man to our table. “You have to meet my five daughters,” she told him. Ron Santo never stopped smiling as my mother dragged him across the restaurant. When he arrived at our table, we tried to apologize for our mom’s enthusiasm, but he would have none of it. Ron Santo looked around at each of us and said, “Well, you sure have beautiful daughters, just like their mother!” After chatting with us for several minutes, he gave our mom a warm hug and then went on his way. When we left the restaurant after dinner, Ron Santo made a point of saying good-bye to my mom.

Though this beloved Cubby is remembered for so much more, I am quite certain my mom reminded him of his kindness when she met him at heaven’s door.

Dear Jesus, help me always to appreciate the people who see the best in me. It is their gratitude and support that sustain me. And, please, bless Ron Santo and my mom with heaven’s best.

©2014 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

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