I’ll be the first to admit this; a week ago I was bothered that a rival college football team won. Add to the fact that my own team
kinda stinks is less than perfect right now and for some reason, my affection system is really out of whack.
Ah-but I really know why. Truth be told, there’s a reason why many people can have their emotions sky rocket and then descend to sheol on a given Saturday afternoon. There’s a reason why we can become inordinately attached to a team and use personal possessive pronouns when describing them, “we” “our”. We? Our? I don’t remember putting the uniform on and getting dirty with them but…for some strange reason, I want to use ‘we’ and ‘our’. Here’s the reason; in my desperation to cover my brokenness, I will look for anything to represent me. I will look for anything, besides myself, to do this. I will look for anything to attach my name to so that an onlooking world will say, “Now there’s a winner!” Adam and Eve played that game with fig leaves and we kind of giggle. I do it with an inflated piece of pig skin.
But, it’s quite sad on another level. People live and die scouring the message boards to see any hint of their team’s superiority. They go to their rival’s message board to poke fun and think, “Thank God I’m not like those ….(fill in the blank)- I’m a……(fill in the blank). Crazy if you really think about it; my life and personal worth can be determined by the athletic abilities of complete strangers competing against other strangers. This is nothing short of looking for a covenantal head-which is how we are wired in the first place.
Couple of things to think through, in Puritan style
Question: Why do I choose to have this as my mood altering representative and not Jesus?
Answer: It requires less faith and is something more tangible.
I think we as a society have this insatiable need to follow teams now more than ever for this reason. In all our advancements, we still can’t get past the fact that we’re incredibly broken. It’s a brief, albeit fading and idolatrous, way to feel like a somebody.
Resolved: Turn my affections to Christ with much vigor and leave the fleeting world of would be representative covenantal heads