Admit it! We all need to believe in something. Something more. Something better. It is what inspires our very existence.
The whole state of Wisconsin and sports fans around the world are "mourning" the retirement of Brett Favre. Part of me says get over it, but the other part understands the promise that Favre's prescence meant.
Whenever Favre took the field, there was a chance the Green Bay Packers could win. Sometimes he would have a few "brain farts" and throw stupid interceptions but at other times he would unleash his cannon arm and lead the team to unbelieveable victories. For the fan there was constant optimism that something great might happen today. What a gift! Something good may happen to you today. We live for that.
I am reminded of the musical production of "The Music Man". A flim-flam salesman comes to town and convinces the whole community to buy new musical instruments and uniforms for their children. Excitement builds over the summer as everyone waits for the equipment to arrive (via the Wells Fargo Wagon). Of course when the instruments arrive, everyone realizes that the kids do not know how to play. Anger! More anger! The flim-flam man should be tarred and feathered. In the end, all is forgiven because they realize the gift of "promise" has inspired the whole community for months. Dreams of kids developing skills! Common purpose! People dreaming of something better. Hey, there ought to be a parade led by 76 trombones.
My perception is that none of our Presidential candidates generates a vision of something better. The last visionary to generate excitement was Kennedy (and I'm not even a Democrat). He dreamed of going to the moon. How stupid was that? Yet 7 years later, we landed on the moon and the country collectively rejoiced. How great we were!
You see Grasshoppers, we need to believe there is something better. And there is! Don't give up on your dreams. I predict something good will happen to you!
Love,
Dad