While Jared is away, I pondered writing a super feminine post simply for the fun of it. And instead, what do I turn to? Sports. Baseball, to be specific. I have Jared to blame for making me a baseball fan. Early in our relationship, he explained his fascination with sports and the love of the game. He was trying to prepare me for the extensive sports watching that would come in this relationship, while I mistakenly thought he was saying he just loved the “spirit” of sports.
It started out simple enough. Attending a baseball game with friends. Catching the “Top 10” on Sportscenter. Watching football on Sunday afternoons. Suddenly within a year of marriage, I found myself a year employed by the San Diego Padres and a member of a Fantasy Football league.
And this was the first thing I learned. When you love someone, you are strengthened when you learn to love what they love. It doesn’t mean I’ll memorize the roster of the San Francisco 49ers or follow the top NBA draft prospects. Yet bit by bit, I began to dive deeper into our relationship by paying attention to his interests and letting him teach me something new.
My own love of baseball developed as I personally learned the intricacies of the game. If you’re reading this thinking that baseball is slow or boring, I get that. But my study of the game has led to an appreciation that didn’t exist when all I could notice were strikeouts or home runs. There’s just something about noticing the way players shift on the field because of the player at bat, or recognizing a pitcher nearing a no-hitter. You appreciate the fundamentals, the details that make the game beautiful.
I also identify when people think the Bible is boring. For years I only knew the key verses repeated in sermons or printed on In-n-Out bags. I would read a passage, be slightly inspired, and not pick up my Bible for months. Something changed when I began to learn the intricacies of Scripture. I saw the details - the way Jesus quoted Hebrew Scriptures, and the ways Paul’s letters acknowledged his readers personally. I saw truth and beauty and poetry arise from what used to feel like an ancient and confusing language. I saw how words could actually transform my spirit and character.
The commentary in my Bible written by Renovare defines the spiritual discipline of study as “The intentional process of engaging the mind with the written and spoken Word of God and the world God has created in such a way that the mind takes on an order conforming to the order upon which it concentrates.”
What could you learn from the Bible if you studied instead of simply read? What could you learn from the world God has created if you looked deeper?
P.S. I also learned in writing this post that there is an impressive amount of Christian baseball crafts on Pinterest. Click here for some entertainment in that realm.