In 2017, the city with the world’s busiest airport finally has a professional team playing the world’s favorite sport.
Atlanta United has started off their inaugural season with an impressive 2-1 record and a conference-leading 11 goals.
And as soon as you get near the stadium you can smell it. Real grass. Freshly cut, precisely manicured, real grass.
But by midseason they’ll move into the new Mercedes-Benz Stadium and the smell and feel of that beautiful real grass will be replaced with artificial turf.
The nice thing about artificial turf is that it doesn’t take any time to grow or maintain.
You don’t really have to plant it, you can just throw it down on dirt (or concrete for that matter) and cover up anything.
It’s what I try to do so often when I pretend everything is green in my life.
Have you ever seen brown turf in a stadium? Neither have I. It’s always a deep, rich green – the epitome of healthy grass. (Looking at you, Boise State.)
Except it’s not healthy grass.
Too often we’re more concerned with looking healthy than being healthy – physically, emotionally, spiritually.
But if my memory is correct, Jesus never told anyone to plant sod. He was much more concerned with planting seed.
Seed that takes months or years to grow. Seed that turns brown every winter. Seed that doesn’t look perfect.
But seed that is ALIVE and GROWING.
If you’re just skimming down to the bottom, here’s the point: I don’t have a problem with sports teams using artificial turf on their fields.
I could just use a little less of it in my own life.