We are in the last few weeks of the Major League Baseball season. Several teams are striving to make the playoffs.
My team isn’t one of them. My Atlanta Braves are 28.5 games out of first place. They may be mathematically eliminated by Labor Day. They’re just playing out the string.
It’s all very sad.
To the players’ credit, they’re giving it a good effort. They play hard. They try to win, even though they have no chance at the pennant.
Don’t let us live as if we’re just playing out the string. Help us live as fully as we can for as long as we can. Help us see and pursue the meaning in our lives.
One of these days, we’ll reach a point where there is little life left to live. In a sense, we’ll be playing out the string, no matter how hard we try not to let it be that way. Even then, give us grace to keep living for as long as we’re alive.
And help us remember that, even after we’ve played out the string—even after we’ve played out, period—there’s still eternity to go …