It’s Easter Sunday, and that means many things to many people. Millions of kids woke up today to see if the Easter Bunny came. To Google, who doesn’t miss a chance to salute and document history through their simple but powerful search engine, it apparently means a tribute to Cesar Chavez.
To Christians however, who believe Jesus Christ was crucified, buried in a borrowed tomb and raised to life on the third day, this day means everything. Without Easter, the Christian faith is completely meaningless. As the Apostle Paul wrote in his letter to the church in Corinth:
“And if Christ has not been raised, our preaching is useless and so is your faith.” (1 Corinthians 15:14)
Easter is everything. If you believe Jesus was the son of God, lived on earth, bore our sins so that we could be re-united with a holy, omnipotent God whose nature can’t tolerate sin, and then defeated death itself days after being slaughtered, it is everything.
Many of you come to this website to read the latest on Crimson Tide athletics, to get commentary on a number of things, including the often ridiculousness of our little brother down the road, Auburn. We as people (southerners in particular) treat sports like it is life. But sports is not life. Sports are fun. They are not life.
You may come here to agree with or dispute what we say, or maybe just kill time surfing the net. And we’re glad you do. Whether you agree with us or love Bama athletics or not, you’re like us. Sports play a part of your life.
But without a foundation based on eternal truth, a life centered on anything but the love of a Heavenly Father is meaningless. A God that loved you so much He sent His Son to earth so that you could know Him, and know what real life is.
You can hate what I say here, but don’t miss this. Easter is everything, and I pray it is in your life as well. If not, well, let’s talk. Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
The loss of Mal Moore yesterday dealt a blow to the Crimson Tide athletic department. Not the kind of blow that affects results. But anytime you lose someone that loves you, it hurts.
I remember when my grandparents died. My life went on. They weren’t the ones who took me to school, helped me with homework or put me to bed at night. But losing someone that loved me that much left a void in my life that couldn’t be filled.
Mal was the same way. He was like the grandfather to Alabama football. He’d seen it all, experienced it all, and was ready to care Bama through anything it faced. Mal Moore will be missed. But like my grandparents, I’m glad he was able to see the best years of Alabama’s life before being called home.
If you didn’t see the injury to Louisville’s Kevin Ware, count yourself blessed. The Cardinals’ guard broke a bone in his leg that left his team, his coach, and anybody who was watching speechless.
The injury was Joe Theismann-esque…or maybe in these parts it could be said, Prothro-esque. The injury was so horrific CBS made a promise at the half not to show replays of it anymore.
But the injury galvanized a team that, at that point, was fighting neck and neck with Duke. Louisville would go on to claim a narrow lead at the half, then blow that lead open in dominate fashion in the 2nd half. At one point the Cardinals kept Coach K’s preppy boys from scoring for 8:11.
No one in that arena will ever forget where they were when they saw the injury, just like no one who watched the Tide throttle Florida in Bryant-Denny Stadium on October 1, 2005. Thinking Tyrone Prothro could and would ever come back from that horrific injury was a pipe dream that nobody at the time understood.
Hopefully the fate of Kevin Ware will be different. Hopefully he can return to the game he loves. But hopefully even more, Louisville is prepared to help this kid in any way it can in the immediate and distant future as he gave everything for their run at the 2012-2013 National Championship.
It was good to see Louisville’s response to the injury as they waltzed over Duke into the Final Four…then again, any Sunday evening spent relaxing on the couch watching Coach Krzyzewski’s Blue Devils lose is a good day.
But on a side note, I wish Alabama were good enough to win on that stage. Or be on that stage. Or even make the tournament. Oh well…