Sacred Grounds: Finding Common Ground Series, #2
By Lee Warren
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Our first loves, first experiences, and first favorites are sacred grounds.
They shape us in ways our second loves, second experiences, and second favorites do not, and cannot. We go into firsts with our eyes shut, without any reservation, because we don't know any better, and our firsts become the measuring stick for every love, experience, and favorite afterward—when our eyes are fully open and we are more cautious.
If you enjoyed author Lee Warren's book of coffee shop essays, "Common Grounds: Contemplations, Confessions, and (Unexpected) Connections from the Coffee Shop," then you'll love this second dose of introspection that will take you back to a simpler time in your life.
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Lee Warren
Other Titles by Lee Warren In This Series Mercy Inn: A Christmas Novella (The Mercy Inn Series, Book 1) Comeback: A Mercy Inn Series Short Story Essays Common Grounds: Contemplations, Confessions, and (Unexpected) Connections from the Coffee Shop Sacred Grounds: First Loves, First Experiences, and First Favorites Higher Grounds: When God Steps into the Here and Now Devotionals and Gift Books Single Servings: 90 Devotions to Feed Your Soul Fun Facts for Sports Lovers Inspiring Thoughts for Golfers Racin’ Flat Out for Christ: Spiritual Lessons from the World of NASCAR The Experience of Christmas: Devotions & Activities for Families Finishing Well: Living with the End in Mind (A Devotional) Flying Solo: 30 Devotions to Encourage the Never-Married Writing Write That Devotional Book: From Dream to Reality Write That Book in 30 Days: Daily Inspirational Readings You can find out more about Lee Warren’s books here: http://www.leewarren.info/books Subscribe to Lee’s email list to receive a FREE copy of his Finishing Well: Living with the End in Mind devotional e-book. You will also receive notifications about discounts on his newest books, and become eligible for random giveaways. Sign up here: http://www.leewarren.info/email-list Follow Lee on social media: https://www.facebook.com/leewarrenauthor https://twitter.com/leewarren Visit Lee’s website: http://www.leewarren.info
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Sacred Grounds - Lee Warren
Lee Warren
Sacred Grounds
First Loves, First Experiences, and First Favorites
Copyright © 2016 by Lee Warren
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The Godfather: Part II … was an incredible movie—might be better than the original. But no matter how much you love The Godfather: Part II, you still have to see the original to understand and appreciate the sequel, don’t ya?
—Jonathan Trager, in the movie, Serendipity
You never forget your first love or your first [baseball] glove.
—Denny Matthews, radio baseball broadcaster for the Kansas City Royals
Contents
Preface
First Crush
First Celebrity Crush
First Love
First Health Scare
First Bike
First Scar
First Death
First Religious Belief
First Best Friend
First Favorite Sport
First Sports Team
First Celebrity Encounter
First Skateboard
First Hobby
First Favorite Movie
First Favorite Band
First Favorite Album
First Fight
First Concert
First Car
First Heartbreak
First Job
First Road Trip
First Computer
First Broken Bone
First Pet
First Apartment
First Niece
First Favorite Book
First Dream Job
Other Titles by Lee Warren
Preface
Our first loves, first experiences, and first favorites (first favorite bands, first favorite movies, etc.) shape us in ways our second loves, second experiences, and second favorites do not, and cannot. We go into firsts with our eyes shut, without any reservation, because we don’t know any better, and our firsts become the measuring stick for every love, experience, and favorite afterward—when our eyes are fully open and we are more cautious.
In Tammara Webber’s novel Where You Are, one of her characters makes this observation about first love: Something about first love defies duplication. Before it, your heart is blank. Unwritten. After, the walls are left inscribed and graffitied. When it ends, no amount of scrubbing will purge the scrawled oaths and sketched images, but sooner or later, you find that there’s space for someone else, between the words and in the margins.
I find this to be true with first experiences and first favorites as well. We can only have blank walls once, and after that, we have to find room for the other experiences to fit. Even when we do find room, it’s hard to see them with new eyes. It’s sort of like when a co-worker’s mom dies and someone in the office picks up a sympathy card and you are the last one to have a chance to sign it. When it finally arrives on your desk, you read the other inscriptions, thinking you need to say something at least as profound and heartfelt as everyone else, but all of the good sentiments are taken, so you write, Thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family
before signing your name in great disappointment.
You can say Rocky IV was better than the original (and I think it was), but Rocky’s perils in Rocky IV wouldn’t have a proper context without the original, so how can it be better? You might have enjoyed your latest road trip, but you probably did so using GPS, and you had enough cash in your pocket, and a smartphone by your side in case you broke down, which hardly compares to the adventure you felt when you took your first road trip at seventeen with an outdated Rand McNally in the front seat, $80.00 in your pocket, and a prayer that you wouldn’t break down. Your new house might have all of the modern amenities a person could ask for, including a deck with a grill and a view for the ages, but it will never compare to your first apartment in an unfamiliar part of town with a tiny kitchen and a small table that was just big enough to allow you to host Christmas dinner for the first time.
With all of that said, I’m not trying to over-romanticize firsts. First love, first experiences, and first favorites rarely turn out to be our last, and in many cases, that’s a good thing. In fact, my first health scare, my first heartbreak, and the first time I had to deal with the death of a loved one (yes, those are actual chapters) were painful, but pain and loss are often fertile ground for new life.
Our firsts prepare us for our seconds and thirds, allowing us to make more informed decisions. Your first car might have been a used gray Mazda RX-4, and you thought it looked cool, but the wiring was never right, engine parts were hard to find, and it didn’t even last a full year before you had to sell it to someone for parts because his Mazda RX-4 was also a clunker. But you’ll always have the memories of that one year together.
That’s what this book is about. It’s about remembering those first loves, first experiences, and first favorites and the way they shaped the people we have become, which, in my mind, makes them sacred grounds.
First Crush
In the 1967 television movie, You’re in Love, Charlie Brown, Charlie sits on a bench outside to eat a sandwich, wishing the little red-haired girl he is crushing on would come over and sit next to him. The next day is the final day of the school year and the fact that he won’t get to see her until the following year is killing him.
There’s nothing like unrequited love to drain all the flavor out of a peanut butter sandwich,
he says to himself at the end of the scene.
I know how he felt. I had my own crush on a little red-haired girl named Brenda in my third-grade class. I had no idea what was going on, at first. When you’re eight and are accustomed to spending most of your time playing with Hot Wheels and a Barrel of Monkeys, trying to figure out how to hook all the plastic monkeys together without one of them falling, you aren’t exactly expecting a small ember in your gut to start burning for the girl across the room at school.
But yet, there it was.
She had freckles, long wavy red hair, and a shy little smile that was worth all of my Hot Wheels combined. For our class photo, the photographer lined all of us up outside on risers by the side of the school. I can’t remember how the photographer determined where each of us would stand for the photo, but one person ended up standing between Brenda and me in the front row. I think his name was Roland. Nothing against Roland, but I don’t think I liked him much after that.
So there I was, standing just one person away from Brenda—all decked out in my bright yellow Roy Gerela No. 10 jersey (he was the kicker for my favorite NFL team, the Pittsburgh Steelers; and before you make fun of me, what eight-year-old boy wouldn’t want to rock the kicker’s jersey from his favorite football team for class photo day?) with my bowl haircut (hey, all of the boys had them then, and yes, those haircuts made all of us look like Dorothy Hamill, but that was the style, so cut us some slack) and a big cheesy smile, knowing I was one thin kid away from Brenda.
All of us put our hands behind our backs and smiled—except for Brenda, who was decked out in what I guess are called bloomers and a red and white striped, collared shirt. She just glared at the camera. I guess she mastered the art of the death stare early in life. I probably looked at the photo half a million times after it was developed—okay, maybe a million times—trying to figure out what she might have been mad about.
Was she upset that she got stuck in the front row? Was she mad at me for finagling my way to within one thin kid of her? Or for wearing my Roy Gerela jersey and ruining the class photo for everybody? Did she hate having her picture taken, in general, or did she hate the pose they forced on us? Was she hoping to get stuck next to one of the other boys in class that she might have been crushing on?
Of course, I never asked her any of these questions. Partially because I was afraid to hear her answer, and partially because I was a painfully shy overweight kid who couldn’t bear the thought of being shot down. My mom tells stories about how I used to run and hide every time the doorbell rang—which, back in those days, was pretty frequent. Nobody called before they headed over. They just stopped by on a whim.
Anyway, I barely spoke a word in elementary school. Throw in the fact that I was new to the school that year because my parents had just divorced and my mom moved us to a different part of town, and I was even quieter.
Like Charlie