Thursday, March 27, 2014

PNC Park: Raise It!

Bottom of the 6th inning. The count: 1-0. Pittsburgh trailing 2-1. 0 on, 0 out. At the plate for the home team: Andrew McCutchen. On the mound for the visitors: David Aardsma.

It was Saturday, July 13, 2013. The sun was setting over the beautiful Allegheny River overshadowing the majestic PNC Park. The temperature: high 60’s with a slight breeze. The smell of popcorn, cotton candy, brats & dogs, and fresh cut grass consumed the air. The Pittsburgh Pirates were playing host to the New York Mets. Quite simply, a perfect summer night for MLB baseball.

Since 2009, once a summer, my family makes the three hour trip from northeast Ohio across the Pennsylvania border into Pittsburgh to watch our beloved Pirates. The results from 2009-2012: a Loss. We saw the home team lose to Atlanta, Milwaukee, St. Louis, and Chicago in that time span. In fact, I don’t even recall the Buccos leading in any of those games. If they did, it wasn't for very long. However, it is much more than just the game that takes us back year after year.   

It’s the history –
You can’t walk around the outside of the stadium and not feel the presence of greatness. At home plate, the legend, Honus Wagner. Just outside the left field entrance, a statue of the great Willie Stargell. In center (my favorite), the greatest outfielder to ever play the game, Roberto Clemente. Finally, outside of right field, Hall of Famer Bill Mazeroski (which commemorates him crossing the plate after his historic home-run in the bottom of the ninth of Game 7 to win the 1960 World Series). When you take a picture with one of these legends, it’s like you become a part of the history. It takes you back to the good ole days of the Pittsburgh Pirates and represents hope for the future.

Clemente

 
                       Stargell                                              Wagner
It’s the scenery –
From the three historic bridges crossing the Allegheny River, to the skyline of downtown, this trip is more than just a game. It’s a time to enjoy family and become acclimated to all the beautiful scenery that Pittsburgh has to offer. Taking a walk along the riverfront is spectacular. Riverboats, speedboats, and canoes explore the waters. Bicyclists activate the sidewalks. Fountains spruce up the surrounding area. And who could forget the picturesque Heinz Field in the mere distance.   

The Pittsburgh Riverfront is unlike any other
It’s the loyalty –
When you root for a team, it becomes a custom (at least in my family). The Pirates have been awful since I was born. In fact, prior to this past season (2013), the Bucs hadn’t had a winning season since 1992. I was two years old! The Pittsburghers went 20 seasons without going above the .500 mark - the equivalent of me not witnessing a winning campaign in my lifetime of rooting for them. But that is what makes these moments so special. When the Pirates finally broke this barrier, we knew that we were a part of it. We never lost faith in our team and never will!    

                    

It’s the tradition –
What started as a simple trip to go watch our team and explore a park we've never been to has turned into a recurring theme ever since. And every time we go back, it seems that we find a new characteristic that we love about the place or team which resonates within us. Just as the Pirates are steeped in tradition, our annual trip is becoming just as special.

Not a better scene in all of baseball.
The ensuing pitch: Aardsma challenged the star with a fastball and McCutchen blasted a home-run to center field, sending PNC Park into a frenzy as fireworks soared into the air! An inning later, the Pirates added 2 more runs (one on a Cutch single). The following innings, the shark tank (bullpen) held the lead in check, and the rest was history.

On our 5th try, we finally witnessed our first Buccos WIN! And boy was it special! It was in front of a season high crowd of 39,173 (102.1% full based on capacity), and it jolted the Bucs back into first place within the division! In all, it may have taken us a while to get that first W, but when we finally did, it came in the best way possible. 

                               
                                                         Not a better fan base in MLB. 

                              

It’s moments like these that will continue taking us back year after year.

Raise the Jolly Roger!!!

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Immokalee, Florida! The Experience of a Lifetime.

“For you were called to freedom, brothers. Only do not use your freedom as an opportunity for the flesh, but through love serve one another. For the whole law is fulfilled in one word: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’” – Galatians 5:13-14

As Spring break 2014 was approaching, I had a sense that God was calling me to reach out to those in need. Through attending Veritas every Wednesday and mass on Sundays, I was continuously reminded of two possible alternative spring break service trips (one to Cincinnati & the other to Immokalee, FL). Throughout this time, there was something pushing me to sign up.

The first time I actually went to the St. Tom’s website, I looked at the application for the trip but then left it without signing up. I did this a second time with the same result. I was so hesitant because of all the work I still had to do for grad school, and everything else going on in my life. I wanted to be able to relax and get some homework done, but for the most part do nothing. But then I realized just how boring doing nothing can be. So with the deadline approaching, I was guided to the application a third time, and this time I filled it out. About a week or so later, I was notified that I would be going on a service trip with thirteen others to Immokalee, Florida!

Leading up to the trip, I was very skeptical of how things would turn out. I consistently found myself wondering if I made the right decision. For one, knowing that we would be in a van for 20 hours was hard to think about. After all, the longest drive I’ve ever experienced was 14 hours. In addition, of the thirteen others going on the trip, I didn’t know a single one. Not being the most outgoing person myself, this was leading me to again question things. As we met to go over the specifics of the trip, I was certainly excited, but also timid and unsure of the trip and how things would turn out.

One thing was certain however: anytime I have given my time to serve God, I have felt so much joy by the end of it. This trip would not only solidify that, but would help me deepen my relationship with Him.

As we took the 20-hour trek on I-75 to the sunshine state, it was interesting to get to know and interact with others. But one thing that stood out to me was toward the end of the drive, when I got some great advice from the leader of the trip. He was giving his story about how he became a campus minister at BG. There was so much I took from it, but in particular was this: In this world, we are constantly trying to fix our past. If we make mistakes, we let it stick with us for such a long time. Furthermore, we are always worrying about the future. Are we going to be able to pay our bills, are we going to find a job, what are we supposed to be doing in this life? As a result, we never just stop and take time to live in the present. This life is way too short to always be worrying or reflecting. God tells us not to worry, and that he has a plan for us throughout the Bible (Matthew 6:25 for example). He puts us on this earth for a reason. Therefore, we need to trust in Him that He will lead us to do His will.

That leads me to my highlights of this trip! There were so many, and I am thankful for everyone, but these in particular stood out. 

Highlights of the Trip

The feeling of family. From day one, I felt like I knew the 13 others on the trip my entire life. I can't remember a week where I have laughed so much. We had dinner together every night, and the laughter and stories were abundant. Sitting at a table, it just felt like we were truly a family. And in a sense we were, as we came together for a common purpose (in this case serving those in need). I found it great to bond with one another and be ourselves throughout the entire trip. We brought out the best in one another and lead each other to a deeper relationship with God. 

ASB 2014 Immokalee, Florida group!
The beach! Our last day was spent visiting the beach. Believe it or not I had never been to the ocean in my life, let alone Florida. So to see this was fascinating. And although I got severe sunburn, it was totally worth it. We not only got to run on the beach, swim in the ocean, but we also got to build this neat display in the sand. 

Together, the three bros made a St. Thomas More (STM) Bowling Green (BG) display out of sand
The beautiful ocean
Volunteering! Our first day was spent volunteering with Catholic Charities, helping with the local food bank/pantry. Each of us helped in different ways. It was so amazing to see the amount of volunteers that give of their time on a weekly/daily basis. These volunteers could be doing other things, but instead choose to serve the least of these. On the other hand, it was also tough to see the immigrants and the less fortunate that were waiting in line for what we would consider a simple bag of food. What was even tougher was realizing that many of them don’t have places to stay. We learned that many families stayed in the woods. And for those that did have shelter, they were sharing a trailer or a simple run down complex. Overall, just extremely poor conditions. These people would do anything for one meal a day, clean clothes to wear regularly, clean water to drink and shower in, shelter to live under. All these things I find myself taking for granted on a daily basis are things these people would do anything for. So as I stepped back, I realized just how blessed and thankful I am for my life and these "simple" essentials.

With that being said, even with these conditions, the amount of grace that pours from these people’s faces and actions is incredible!

The following day, we went to a Creole mass at Our Lady of Guadalupe Catholic Church in Immokalee. I didn’t understand a single word the entire mass, but the entire process was the same as our traditional mass, so it was neat to make the connections. It reaffirmed that the Catholic Church truly is universal. When it was time to grant the sign of peace to one another, I’ll never forget this immaculate smile on an older lady’s face. The entire time she was shaking others hands, she had the biggest smile on her face. The same could be said for the others, but not to the extent of hers. It really just made me smile and realize how awesome these people are. I took away that these people don’t want us to have pity on them. They are so grateful for the opportunity of life and the ability to worship God, and they exemplify it to the fullest extent. When they sing, it’s truly breathtaking. When they interact with us, they are so humble and joyful. In all, experiencing this mass was absolutely beautiful.

Our Lady of Guadalupe Catholic Church, Immokalee, Florida
Tuesday through Thursday, we worked with Habitat for Humanity in Naples, Florida. It was about an hour trip from our destination in Immokalee. As a result, another highlight of my trip came on one of these early trips to Naples. One thing to note is that throughout the trip I made it a challenge to focus on the little things in life. One morning, we got up at 6am, so it was still dark out. About halfway through driving to Naples, the sun started to rise. From that point on I made it a point to watch the process of the sunrise. I found it so fascinating how fast the darkness turned into light. How many times do we take daytime or even nighttime for granted? It’s something so simple yet so remarkable. Each day is a gift from God, and we should be blessed to be a part of every single day granted to us.

 
Of the six days we were in Florida, it didn't rain once! Everyday was sunny and 75 to 85 degrees.

 

 

That leads me to the moment that truly hit me during this trip. It was Thursday night, and we attended Adoration, which was in Spanish. I found myself so distracted throughout and was getting frustrated trying to figure out what the people were saying. I just could not find a moment of peace. In fact, there were these two younger kids in the pew in front of me who were playing around and hitting each other with a rice box. So my attention shifted to them and to those people moving in and out of the Church. But then as I was sitting there surveying the people and just praying to Our Lord, I noticed this young kid walk through one of the doors. He was wearing a Nike shirt that read “You Don’t Know”. I don’t know what the kid’s intentions of wearing it was, but it definitely struck me. It hit me that we don’t know what these people go through on a daily basis, and yet they are so joyous in celebrating and worshiping God. There’s no doubt the conditions of the lives they live are rough, but that doesn't stop them from giving praise to Our Lord. Throughout the entire week, I could just sense how much passion they give to God on a daily basis. To have essentially nothing, or very little, and to offer up everything they have to God, was so eye-opening and inspirational. It is a moment I’ll take with me forever, especially when I worship God.

In a time of uncertainty, this service trip gave me everything I needed and more. God leads us in magnificent ways, and I am so grateful for being given this opportunity to serve the least of these. Throughout the entire trip I felt the presence of Christ in a way I've never experienced. And I'll tell you that the amount of gratification I had by giving my time to others is the best feeling in the world. In all, God puts each of us on this earth for a reason. If we follow His will, He will lead us and give us all we need!

It's the simple things in life that make it remarkable! 



And above all, I realized this:

Money ...      Temporary
Jobs ……    Temporary
Luxuries …  Temporary
Pleasures…Temporary
Life …          Temporary

Jesus Christ Our Savior …ETERNAL!