Since Donald Trump has ended American culture as I once knew it….this was the first Saturday since I was four in which I wasn’t playing, coaching, watching, or blogging about a sporting event.
It was rainy and cold today in Deer Creek so I didn’t work or even want to walk the diva lab Pauli. I had about half a dozen movie discs from what I call my Sleeper’s List and just watched movies all day into the night.
They were all good, but one in particular blew me away. It was a small budget movie filmed in Oklahoma by the title of ‘I Can Only Imagine’ starring Dennis Quaid and Trace Adkins.
It’s a true story about the Christian music group Mercy Me and how their hit song “I Can Only Imagine’ became a No. 1 hit single.
It was especially touching for me because the story is primarily about a son who has an up and down relationship with his father until his father is diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer. But in the end they work it out in a beautiful manner which left me in tears. It did.
I’m not saying this was an Oscar type movie, but if you’re ever looking for a nice change of pace story you might like it.
So my first Saturday without sports in fifty-eight years was actually quite eventful for me. God works in mysterious ways.