Joyful Moments

Joyful Moments

I would argue baseball season is the best season and being a Northern California native, I am a San Francisco Giants fan. I’ve heard every possibly comment as I loyally wear my SF Giants hat in Dodgers territory, most often, “How brave of you wearing that hat here.” But I’ve always loved watching people rally around the World Series.

My senior year of high school the Giants went to the World Series and I went to Game 2 on a perfect fall day in the Bay. The streets and businesses of San Francisco were decked out in posters and flags, a city wide effort to display unity with their team. Fans clad in Posey, Bumgarner, and Belt jerseys poured into AT&T Park. Excitement built as the foul lines were chalked in and the players took the field to stretch. There are two things that stick in my mind when I think about this game.

The first is the enthusiasm of my little town when the Giants were in the World Series. I was one of many students who left school early during the series to go to a game. When the Giants dominated Detroit in four games, the celebration parade in San Francisco drew half my senior history class on a Friday morning. How often are there these simple, joyful moments bringing people together? It feels like not very often.

The second memory is the image of thousands of people waving orange SF Giants towels in the air as Sergio Romo through the final pitch of Game 2, solidifying a win. Erupting in cheers, the crowd high fived strangers, hugged, and was an orange and black sea of celebration. Little kids pumped fists sitting atop their parent’s shoulders and fireworks exploded over McCovey Cove. I think we all want moments like this, of banding together under a commonality of joy.

When I wake up most mornings to news notifications of atrocities occurring all over the world simple moments of joy seem hard to come by. Tuesday is Halloween and for PCC that means our annual Harvest Festival. I think Halloween is one of these unifying things. It is a night where communities voluntarily answer their doors again and again so kids can be whoever they want to be and collect as much candy as possible.

Harvest Festival provides the opportunity for PCC to unite in serving the community. Families can come together for fun games, IN-N-OUT dinner, and lots and lots of candy. Isn’t that a sweet thing, that on a Tuesday night we can welcome people to a space where all we desire is for them to have fun? We come as we are, we laugh, we fellowship, and at the end of the night go home with a little more hope for the world.

No matter which baseball team you are loyal to, I hope to see you at Harvest Festival! And thank you all my volunteers, I absolutely could not do this without you.