One of Baseball’s Stars

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

From Luke 18:14

The World Series will begin next week. I share disappointment with fellow Cub Fans because our beloved North-siders won’t be playing. At the same time, I can’t think of the Cubs, without recalling a close encounter of the amazing kind with my my mom’s favorite player…

It was almost two decades ago when my sisters and I took our mom to Santo’s, a local restaurant owned by the Cubs’ famed third baseman. While we were there, Ron Santo made one of his frequent appearances to mingle with his patrons. When Mom saw him, she flew out of her chair to greet him. Mr. Santo graciously shook her hand. Unfortunately for him, Mom didn’t let go. She pulled the poor man to our table, saying, “You have to meet my five daughters!”

Mr. Santo never stopped smiling as Mom dragged him across the room. 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!” He chatted with us for several minutes, gave Mom a hug and then went on his way. When we left the restaurant, Mr. Santo made a point of saying good-bye to his seemingly greatest fan.

Though this beloved Cubby is remembered for so much more, I’ll never forget the kindness he showed to Mom that day. Since his arrival in the hereafter, I’m quite certain that my mom has renewed their acquaintance and that she’s told him the same.

Loving God, thank you for good people everywhere who do what they can for others regardless of how busy they are.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

We Are Family

How good and pleasant it is
when God’s people live together in unity!

Psalm 133:1

I admit that I can’t quite let go of the Chicago Cubs’ recent World Series win. No matter where I went before the Series and where I’ve been since, I encountered Cub Fans. It didn’t matter that we’d never met before. None of us could resist making a comment about the possibilities at hand. Since the Cubs secured that win, the talk continues. Hope-fulfilled is a beautiful thing!

Living together in unity is also a beautiful thing! It seems providential that the World Series played out in the heat of the pre-election day frenzy. For a little while, ones political party meant far less than ones sports affiliation. Since Cubby Blue was visible everywhere, there was nothing to argue except the number of games it might take to pull off a World Series victory. Even these discussions were less arguments than litanies of hope in the things to come.

Though I suffered with everyone else during Game 7, I watched through that final tag at the bottom of the tenth. I cried and cheered in unison with the rest of Cub Fandom for the team, the fans, the city, baseball -for everyone and everything! Being a part of the Cubs Family is indeed a taste of heaven.

As I consider just how wonderful this sense of family is, I wonder what I can do in the greater scheme of things to bring about unity among the rest of us. If the Cubs can do this after 108 years, I can certainly do something…

Patient God, we find so many reasons not to get along. Light our way with your loving ways and help to love one another a little more.

©2016 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Cub, Sweet Cub

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

From Luke 18:14

Baseball fever has taken over Chicagoland in full force these days. Even non-Cub fans admire what this young team has accomplished in spite of the lore regarding that goat’s curse. I admit to a soft spot in my heart for the Cubbies which took hold many years ago at the hands of one of their best…

My sisters and I took our mom to Santo’s, a local restaurant owned by the Cubs’ famed third baseman. While we were there, Ron Santo made one of his frequent appearances to mingle with his patrons. When our mother saw him, she flew out of her chair to greet him. Mr. Santo graciously shook her hand. Unfortunately for him, my mom didn’t let go. She pulled the poor man to our table. “You have to meet my five daughters,” she told him.

Mr. Santo never stopped smiling as my mother dragged him across the room. 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!” He chatted with us for several minutes, gave our mom a hug and then went on his way. When we left the restaurant, Mr. Santo made a point of saying good-bye to our mom.

Though this beloved Cubby is remembered for so much more, I’ll never forget the kindness he showed to my mom that day. In recognition of this and the current Cubs’ great performance, I can’t help singing, “Go, Cubs, go!”

Loving God, thank you for good people everywhere who do what they can for others regardless of how busy they are.

©2016 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

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