"I never blame myself when I'm not hitting...if I know it isn't my fault that I'm not hitting, how can I get mad at myself?" Yogi Berra
One of the greatest Yankees ever, Yogi died this past Tuesday at 90. He is known beyond baseball for his immortal one liners like, "It ain't over till it's over" and, "When you come to a fork in the road, take it," and, "The future ain't what it used to be."
Everyone loved Yogi. Few of us have one of his most appealing traits: He never beat up on himself. Always affable & humble Yogi awed with his baseball skills & charmed with his light-hearted world view.
We laugh at the man (above) banging his head against a wall. Then we beat ourselves up everyday.
How can we be compassionate towards others if we are not kind to ourselves? Why are you so harsh on yourself? Are you not a child of God?
Yogi Berra was known for his compassion as well as his competitiveness. His humility was not grounded in self-hatred but in the innocent self-love Jesus taught.
If you seek a bigger contemporary model beyond Yogi take careful notice of the finest Pope of modern times. On Sunday morning Francis washed the feet of an imprisoned Muslim woman. His compassionate presence in this world is transcendent. His sublime example is stirring the hearts of millions (including Protestants like me.)
Back to Yogi. "How can I get mad at myself," he said. And then went out & hit the ball as consistently as any Yankee ever has...& had fun doing it.
Yogi wore baseball like his skin. Francis invites us to wear the robe of Radical Loving Care the same way.
-Rev. Erie Chapman
Photo: Man testing football helmet - Buzzlamp