It was Superbowl Sunday today. While I admittedly didn't follow much of the regular season NFL games this year (or in the past few years), our "home team" 49ers had an impressive turnaround season and had a good chance to take home the trophy while playing the talented Chiefs.
They let the lead slip and fell short. It was quite alright. This is just sport.
We enjoyed some good hang-out time with friends at Mandy and Sam's house while peripherally watching the game action while ensuring kids were safe. We showed our support for the home team (and other Bay area sports!), and still are California sports fans and proud coastal residents, despite the outcome at the hands of the midwest (again). I've also learned very well over the last several years to cope with my high expectations and (often resulting) disappointment, but the challenge is to still find a way to maintain hope.
It's also the eve of the Iowa Democratic caucuses, where the party of the people will take a step in choosing a presidential nominee in what surely is (after 2016) the most consequential and important election in my lifetime. While my top choice for our nominee is Elizabeth Warren (with Bernie Sanders a close second), I'd be happy to vote for any of the current candidates (Pete Buttigieg, Andrew Yang, and others further down the list) or even a soap dish over the current White House occupant who, if our systems were truly democratic, serving the people, and functioning as they should, would probably be in the process of being removed from office (Senate races are important, people! And do any of my fellow progressives want to move to and repopulate Wyoming?!).
(sold-out tote from Crooked Media)
It's hard not to lose hope in such dark times, fearing re-living the psychological trauma of a 2016-repeat, but one of my favorite pastor-writers, John Pavlovitz, reminds us why we must remain hopeful.
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