Marvin Olasky
This last day of March and the first day of April this year bring Easter, the NCAA basketball championship game and the opening of the Major League Baseball season all in a two-day period. Let's discuss those three holidays in ascending order of significance. The NCAA men's roundball tournament, aka March Madness, starts with upsets by underdogs and ends with the television playing of basketball's signature tune, "One Shining Moment." We can muse on teams achieving transient glory, then disappearing, and one more year of life gone. "All flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like the flower of the field," Isaiah tells us in his 40th chapter. Ah, but the beginning of the Major League Baseball season beckons. I first met Boston's Fenway Park, an old urban ballpark with cement all around, when I was 10 years old, in 1960. Coming out of an entryway tunnel to overlook the field, I was dazzled by bright sunlight on an enormous patch of green. To continue in Isaiah, "The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of the Lord blows on it" -- but it is beautiful while it lasts. Buddhists say we should not become attached to baseball fields, or anything, because the grass withers. I asked one thoughtful Buddhist monk recently about Shakespeare's lapidary line, "Better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all." He said that if Shakespeare had been a Buddhist, he would not have written it. In Buddhism, the goal is not to be attached to anything that will one day vanish. I am attached to impermanence. For 17 straight years now, my wife and I have watched our children's Little League, Pony League and high school baseball games, and we may have eight more years of that to enjoy, God willing. Isaiah notes, "Surely the people are grass," and we know that about both the young players and the old watchers. Is attachment folly? Fans bonded to players in Montreal and Minneapolis, and perhaps other "small market" cities may have one last season before their teams are eliminated by baseball owners choosing "contraction" rather than revenue-sharing. But why not try a team-sharing that could turn small markets into bigger markets? For example, instead of eliminating either the Florida Marlins, who play in Miami, or the Tampa Bay Devil Rays, combine them into one team -- the Florida Marine Animals. Minnesota, Milwaukee and Kansas City could become the Midwest Triplets. San Francisco and Oakland could be the Frisco Bay Athletic Giants, with no out-of-shape sluggers allowed. Maybe you think this column had suddenly zipped from seriousness to low humor because I've raised serious questions of impermanence for which I have no answer. Maybe I'm stalling for time. That's what happens most often in our society when we talk about life and death. But Christians don't need escapism because of the third of our converging holidays, one that really is a holy day. Easter commemorates what happened nearly 2,000 years ago, after a man who had said he was permanent was proven on a Friday not to be -- proven, that is, to the satisfaction of a mob that jeered him for his purported overreach. Christians celebrate Easter because astounded eyewitnesses 2,000 years ago learned that this man, Jesus Christ, is permanent. Not only was he resurrected, but he is called the firstborn of many to be resurrected. If we follow Him, we will permanently be able to enjoy "a green thought in a green shade," as Andrew Marvell put it. George Will, in his baseball book "Men at Work," noted that "greatness must be wrested by athletes from the fleeting days of their physical primes. What nature gives, nurture must refine, hone and tune. We speak of such people as ‘driven.' It would be better to say they are pulled, because what moves them is in front of them. A great athlete has an image graven on his or her imagination, a picture of an approach to perfection." God also pulls, but he pulls to perfection. "The grass withers, the flower fades," Isaiah writes, "but the word of our God will stand forever." He pulls us onto an endless expanse of not only grass, but grace. COPYRIGHT 2002 CREATORS SYNDICATE, INC.

Marvin Olasky

Marvin Olasky is editor-in-chief of the national news magazine World. For additional commentary by Marvin Olasky, visit www.worldmag.com.
 
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