Well, it’s almost here. For the 59th time in my short life, a Major League Baseball
season is beginning. I have lived through heartbreaking seasons, and exhilarating ones. I
have rooted for teams that were in first place from Opening Day through the World
Series. I have rooted for teams that lost 110 games in the season. I am a fan.
In the 60’s and 70’s I was a devoted and rabid California Angels’ fan. I had
grown up with the Angels. But it seemed that they would never win a division title,
much less a World Series title. During the 1978 season their best player, Lyman
Bostock, was gunned down in the mean streets of Chicago while the Angels were there
on a road trip. The team seemed to be cursed.
And then in 1979 something magical happened. It was the year that I was given
my first “solo flight” in the ministry (the first church that I pastored by myself). The
Angels played like the best team in baseball that season. And I attended the game where
they clinched the Western Division of the American League. If you are a true baseball
fan, with a favorite team, you know what that “first time” is like.
Baseball is a special game. It mirrors real life. There are peaks and valleys,
boring periods and frustrating episodes. It is a long romance. It begins in the Spring,
when new life begins again in the natural world, and it ends in the Fall, when the leaves
are falling and the cold winter months are about to begin.
And then it starts all over again. It is sort of like a resurrection. It is the Easter of
sport. New life—the promise of life. Life from the ashes. Life from the dead. The
promise of a new beginning. If you’re not a baseball fan you probably can’t relate. But
you CAN relate to the Easter hope of the resurrection. HE IS RISEN; He is risen, indeed!
Book Review

This book, written almost 160 years ago, nearly every American has heard about. But have you READ it? I have! But just recently—at the age of 58. I wish I had read it 30 years ago. It is as powerful a story as The Autobiography of Malcolm X (which I have reviewed and recommended on this page).
Harriet Beecher was the 7th of 12 children, and her father was a minister in the First Congregational Church. She grew up with a deep spirituality, and the suffering of black people under the institution of slavery cut her to the core of her being. She married Calvin Stowe, a professor at Lane University. She did not intend to be a great writer, nor did she think her book would be a success. But written just a few years prior to the Civil War, it caused a sensation when it was published. It shocked the nation into an angry debate.
The book tells an unforgettable story of slavery, and introduces one of the most hateful characters in all fiction—Simon Legree. It portrays Eliza, risking death to win freedom for her child and for herself. And it tells of Uncle Tom, a gentle man whose courage sustained him through terrible suffering.
The story has been told that when Mrs. Stowe met Abraham Lincoln, in the middle of the War Between the States, he said to her, “So you’re the little lady who started this big war.” Yes, this book, at the most critical period of our nations’ history, probably had a greater influence than that of any other. You will be thrilled, saddened, outraged, and thoroughly entertained by Uncle Tom’s Cabin. And you will understand more fully the great evil that was slavery in the United States of America.






