You don't have to love baseball to appreciate what it teaches about God.
He's back . . . and the trip wasn't easy!
If you're not a baseball fan, keep reading. There's more to this story than the national pastime.
Some like the diamonds that shimmer; I prefer those that are green. Even if you favor the brilliance of the gem over the beauty of the ball field, there is a lesson to be learned about faithfulness from Walter "Big Train" Johnson, a diamond on the diamond.
I've been in a slump lately -- a serious reading slump. If you follow baseball, my reading has been like Dan Uggla's bat -- lifeless! But that is changing. I'm back in a good groove.
The season was over! At least that is what most fans thought. In 1951, it was easier to put a man on the moon than for the Giants to catch the Brooklyn Dodgers for baseball’s National League Pennant.
It is Opening Day for Major League baseball. Everyone has an opportunity to win. Unless the year is 1969 and the team is the New York Mets.