My daughter, who is in kindergarten now, believes she helped the Cubs win Game 7 of this year’s world series and thus, their first world series since 1908.
While stuck in typical Manila traffic last week on the way home from the kid’s school, she started this conversation.
“Dad. After that other team tied the game, I prayed that the Cubs would win. And then God answered my prayer and the Cubs won.”
My favorite part of this was that we really had had no Cubs related conversation or interaction in the previous week. It was something she wanted me to know.
I would love to know what her motivation was for praying for the Cubs and for letting me know God answered her prayer. Did she do it because she saw her father in an unusually vulnerable and rabid moment and it worried her? Was it because she knew it was a big deal and important to at least her father and brother? Something in her wanted a happy ending for the people she cares about so she prayed.
I loved the moment and it was fun to connect over the Cubs. But a great reminder that we need to ground our prayer life on solid theological footing.
Putting aside the fact that God is in fact a Cubs fan 😛 , I decided not to bring up the high likelihood that she had a 6-year-old counterpart in Cleveland praying the exact same thing for the Cleveland Indians. What about her?
During the World Series I heard a record amount of animistic language from people on all sorts of teams praying to ancestors, former players, God, and who knows what else – attributing everything from good luck to timeline rainfall to the goodwill of long lost relatives and God’s partiality. I was shocked at how much animism was alive and well in the western sporting domain!
But for now – I’m glad my daughter feels like she had a part in a great moment for me and our family. In time, we’ll have to break the news that God probably doesn’t care much about our sports teams.
Though if God did care about sports teams, I’m still pretty sure He would care most about the Cubs. 😛