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Dreams, Prayers and Baseball

Dreams, Prayers and Baseball

Last night, I watched “live” TV with my husband, Lindsay.  Our DVR is dead.  We are stuck viewing whatever happens to be on at the moment while waiting for the replacement box to be delivered.  (More first world problems.)

Isn’t it strange? As kids, our only choice was live TV.  You had to be home at a specific time to watch a specific show on one of three networks (four, if you counted PBS).   And you had to watch the commercials.

At any rate, scrolling through the on-screen TV guide, we looked for a movie that was about to start. Another technical advancement: the “Guide” on the remote.  No need for newspaper TV listings.

Remember newspapers?  Gee, they were swell.

And then we saw it:  Field of Dreams.  Neither of us had seen the movie since it came out in 1989.

Selection made.

Having loved this movie 20 years ago, I was interested to see how it would hold up.

I remember seeing Shenandoah starring Jimmy Stewart on a Saturday afternoon re-run when I was a kid.  I balled like a baby at the end.  When I insisted on watching it again with Lindsay because I wanted him to see this great film, I was surprised how cheesy it was and, I hate to say it, not very good.

When I was 10 years old, I guess I liked cheese.

Field of Dreams holds up very well (screenplay/direction by Phil Alden Robinson).  The clothing and hair-styles are classic 80s, but Kevin Costner is impossibly young and Burt Lancaster gives one of his last performances.  Lancaster is terrific, with his old-school speech that fits so perfectly for the doctor from the past.

But twenty years later, the message of the film was so different.

The first time I saw this movie unfold, it seemed to be saying, “listen to your gut, follow your dreams, all will be well.”  Kevin Costner’s character plows over his cornfield because he hears a voice telling him to build a baseball field.  He listens to the voice.  And it all turns out ok.

Yes, I still believe that can happen.

You work hard, you listen to God/Holy Spirit/your gut and you succeed.

But after twenty plus years in this business, disappointments can take their toll.

Heck, any business.

Life in general.

Everyone has their share of disappointments.  So the “baseball/apple pie/Iowa is heaven” tone of the film, while sweet, seems too much like fiction to my older self.

But something else grabbed me as I watched.  I was struck by the character of Dr. Archibald “Moonlight” Graham, played by Mr. Lancaster.  He loved playing baseball, but couldn’t pursue that dream.  So he became a doctor (not a bad “second” career).  In recalling his missed baseball opportunity, he says:

“We just don’t recognize life’s most significant moments while they’re happening. Back then I thought, ‘Well, there’ll be other days.’ I didn’t realize that THAT was the only day.”

Ultimately, Moonlight Graham is given a chance to play baseball again.

It’s a wonderfully moving moment.  He finally gets to live his “field of dreams.”

Unfortunately, Kevin Costner’s little girl falls off the top of the bleachers and stops breathing.  Kevin looks to Moonlight Graham to heal her.  The old doctor saves the girl.

But that means he gives up his second chance at baseball.

Watching this part of the story 20 years later, I find myself re-thinking what this movie is all about:

It’s not a story about dreams coming true.

Maybe the message is our dreams don’t always come true.

Sometimes, you don’t get the part.

You don’t always get the girl or boy.

Sometimes, people die before they should.

And we don’t really understand why.

Life doesn’t always add up to “hard work” ruling the day.

But along the way, if we are paying attention, we can still learn, we can still grow, we can still experience life with passion, with joy, with the little things:

Like doggies, and good books, and a nice glass of wine.

And for me, a wonderful part to play, even if it’s just in my living room.

And of course, people in our lives who we love and who love us.

Garth Brooks wrote a song that says,  “Some of God’s greatest gifts are unanswered prayers.”

I guess I’m still learning that lesson.  Sometimes, things don’t work out the way you want.

Be grateful anyway.

Originally published September 13, 2013 (Edited October 16, 2017).

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