Hell has literally frozen over. It’s Armageddon. The sky is falling. At least that’s what I keep telling myself.

For the first time in 108 years, since 1908, the Chicago Cubs have won the World Series. It’s a sentence I thought–or at least I had hoped–I would not say for the duration of my lifetime. It took 50 years of my life to happen, and frankly, I could have done without it for another 50.

As a lifelong St. Louis Cardinals fan, I dislike the Chicago Cubs THAT much. I mean, this is painful. Much more painful than Auburn winning a national championship in football in 2010 (I’m an Alabama fan, so you get the picture).

I went to bed Wednesday night with Chicago leading 5-1, believing in the inevitable. Little  and not wanting to see the carnage–I mean history–that the Cubs were making. Little did I know, until I woke up at 2 a.m., that the Cleveland Indians would rally to tie Game 7 and eventually lose it 8-7. I laid in bed for an hour and couldn’t get back to sleep. I’m writing this at 3 a.m.

So, literally, I’m losing sleep. I guess I’ll have to wait until I get to work Thursday morning to see if the Rapture happened and I was left behind. It’s a joke, but it’s not really all that funny.

Hating the Homeless

Years ago during a NASCAR race at Charlotte Motor Speedway, my friend Monte Dutton asked me, “Why do you hate the Cubs so much? Hating the Cubs is like hating the homeless.”

It’s a line I’ll never forget. I guess I’ll never forget November 2, 2016, either. It was also my wife’s birthday, but then she’s away in Ohio visiting family.

For me, there was always a comfort in the Cubs not winning the World Series every year. It literally provided a sense of security. If the Cardinals didn’t win it, I would always say to myself or anybody else who would listen, “at least the Cubs didn’t win.” Can’t say that anymore. You have to wonder if the Apocalypse is just around the corner.

So, what’s next, a woman will be elected president? Oh wait, that could happen this Tuesday. Not that I’m against that idea. As a matter of fact, I’m all for it. Just as long as it isn’t Hillary Clinton. Where is Condoleeza Rice when you need her?

To show that I’m a good sport about it all, I want to congratulate my friends who are Cubs fans, especially one in particular, Lee Montgomery. He’s my age and a lifelong fan, so I guess he’s suffered enough. Enjoy it, Lee. I know you’ll rub it in later, especially since it’s been five years since the Cardinals have won it all.

I realize in the grand scheme of life and God’s kingdom, the Cubs winning the World Series is majorly insignificant. As believers, we have much more to be concerned about than a baseball game or a season, or sports in general.

There are people out there dying without knowing Jesus, and that’s a tragedy. There are people who went to bed hungry, and that’s unacceptable. There are people who are lonely and hurting and need comfort. I ask God to put people like that in my wake and open my eyes to the opportunity to help them. Make that your prayer every day, too.

And so, life will go on. It will just go on without the security blanket of the Cubs’ century-long losing streak.  Armageddon hasn’t happened and the sky isn’t falling.

At least not yet.