All Stars
"How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world." ~Anne Frank
I watched the Baseball All-Star game last night and one scene keeps replaying in my head. The line up of amazing players was nice, the unfurling of the giant American flag was moving, the Stealth Bomber flying overhead was awesome, the President's first pitch was engaging but one moment stole the show for me. Amidst the pomp and circumstance, thirty everyday heroes took the field to be recognized. People just like me who have made a difference through volunteering were honored by the crowd.
There was the Soldier's brother, the handicapped teen, the knitting lady. There was the father who lost his son to cancer. Their stories were inspiring, their deeds amazing. As they stood on the field and looked into the stands of fans on their feet, their faces were amazed. You could see them mouth the words, "wow". You could see the tears well up in their eyes. I am sure none of them embarked on their volunteer journey expecting this day to come or even wishing for it. Yet there it was.
Then it happened. The line-up of baseball stars, the multi million dollar paid players of the sport, engulfed our everyday heroes. From where I sat last night, it looked like a hug. American League players from one side and National League players from the other, wrapped around the thirty in the middle. The All Stars of the game came around our moms and pops, brothers and sons to say thanks.
The best of the best were on the field last night for two different callings. Those who hit it out of the ballpark, those who steal home, those who win it for the team in the final minutes of the game. The baseball all stars. Those who put in the extra time when they see a need in our community, those who work effortlessly to champion the cause of those who cannot do it themselves, those who make a difference in our country in big and small ways. The volunteer all stars.
What a beautiful sight it was.
I watched the Baseball All-Star game last night and one scene keeps replaying in my head. The line up of amazing players was nice, the unfurling of the giant American flag was moving, the Stealth Bomber flying overhead was awesome, the President's first pitch was engaging but one moment stole the show for me. Amidst the pomp and circumstance, thirty everyday heroes took the field to be recognized. People just like me who have made a difference through volunteering were honored by the crowd.
There was the Soldier's brother, the handicapped teen, the knitting lady. There was the father who lost his son to cancer. Their stories were inspiring, their deeds amazing. As they stood on the field and looked into the stands of fans on their feet, their faces were amazed. You could see them mouth the words, "wow". You could see the tears well up in their eyes. I am sure none of them embarked on their volunteer journey expecting this day to come or even wishing for it. Yet there it was.
Then it happened. The line-up of baseball stars, the multi million dollar paid players of the sport, engulfed our everyday heroes. From where I sat last night, it looked like a hug. American League players from one side and National League players from the other, wrapped around the thirty in the middle. The All Stars of the game came around our moms and pops, brothers and sons to say thanks.
The best of the best were on the field last night for two different callings. Those who hit it out of the ballpark, those who steal home, those who win it for the team in the final minutes of the game. The baseball all stars. Those who put in the extra time when they see a need in our community, those who work effortlessly to champion the cause of those who cannot do it themselves, those who make a difference in our country in big and small ways. The volunteer all stars.
What a beautiful sight it was.
Posted by Pam at 7/15/2009 6:55 AM 
Categories: Volunteer
Tags: make a difference all star go beyond volunteer
Categories: Volunteer
Tags: make a difference all star go beyond volunteer
This is why we became friends so quickly, we think alike. I sat there and was so proud for the volunteers it was like they were my family and the tears came as the hug took place it was a very special moment and I too could see in their faces it was a special moment for each of them. It was a proud moment proud of America we do still have a heart!
Love Ya, Lu
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Lu,
So glad that you saw it too! This is a great country. Hope all is well, I think of you often!
Pam
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