Yesterday was Rich’s (my husband’s) 43rd birthday. It also happened to be the day of the biggest Twins baseball game of the season. What did we do to celebrate? Yep, he and I went to the game (Em, our daughter, had play practice and couldn’t go). The Metrodome was packed pretty well, and the place was rockin’. Even though we were tucked in an upper tier and far from the action, the upper tiers all the way around were on their feet screaming the last few innings. It was a barn burner, indeed. In the tenth inning we managed to get a run, the winning run no less. Very fun to be at and the smile on Rich’s face was priceless….really made his day special indeed, thanks Twins.
Toward the end of the game, when the Twins were rallying a comeback, a song came on the screen (the Dome has gargantuan TV like screens that serve various purposes throughout the game: announcements, player stats, shots of the crowd, karaoke songs) with the words noted so we could sing along. It was Livin’ on a Prayer by Bon Jovi (an 80’s hard rockin’, big hair group, oh yeah :-) and I guess the chorus kinda says it all for the Twins:
I swear – oh, livin’ on a prayer.”
The dome practically popped when we all sang these words, ummm, I mean screamed these words. The Twins, who are consistently underdogs at the beginning of each baseball season, are eeking by. Every game could be their “goodbye to the championship” game, yet they manage to pull it off, even by the skin of their teeth at the last minute. They are livin’ on a prayer indeed, for not much else is in their corner: they run on one of the lowest pro baseball budgets around, rookies galore and are star pitcher-less.
As we wade through this crisis with my stepfather (who is in the hospital and is mentally unstable…moved to the psych ward today) I couldn’t help thinking of him last night while singing that song. He and Mom got just about nothing going right, right now, and I mean nothing. They are truly living on a prayer. Hope hangs by a thread…
Reminds me of some of the Apostles in the New Testament. Nothing going for them, not a cent in their pocket, uprooted, friends exiting, thrown in jail, tortured…all they lived on was a prayer–all they had was God with them, working through them. But if we look again, we see that that was all they needed, all they cared about, was exactly WHAT was needed. Because of them and God’s work through them, we are here centuries later singing praises to God and claiming Jesus as our Savior.
Hmmm….Maybe livin’ on a prayer is the way to go…sometimes crisis makes things clearer, puts us on our face in prayer, a place we should be in 24/7.
A line in the song says: “You live for the fight when it’s all that you’ve got.” Living on a prayer requires spiritual battle, cause Satan wants us reliant on anything but just God. When we take responsibility for our relationship with God, stay reliant on and surrendered to Him, the battle is won…until then we fight, we fight ourselves and the forces of darkness that keep us from trusting Him utterly.
Living for the fight to be right with God keeps us livin’ on a prayer…or…maybe livin’ on a prayer helps us fight that fight. Love it when things circle back on themselves…
Oh, we’re half way there…oh, livin’ on a prayer…
‘Cause it doesn’t make a difference if we make it or not.
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot for love –
We’ll give it a shot.