Our national pastime and the relics of America

Follow the link to a fascinating read on “The Economy of Relics” from the Sightings Web page.
To think of baseball cards as religious relics fascinates me on several fronts. As writer Spencer Dew’s reference to John Calvin notes, relics were a favorite target of Protestant reformers as an example of the over-commercialization of Roman Catholicism. Yet, as “Lutheran” as I am, one of my favorite artworks at the St. Louis Art Museum is a medieval reliquary of a saint’s hand. I’m drawn to it every time I’m there.
On a more personal note, I was an avid baseball card collector into my teens. Matter of fact, I think there’s a few boxes of my cards still stashed somewhere in my parent’s home. And the more I think about it, even before there was “DNA” and shreds of jerseys encased in cards, just cardboard squares glossed over with full-cover photos and rows and columns of stats, I did revere my cards as relics of our national pastime. I took great care to keep them in “mint” condition in viewable display cases. I purchased and exchanged them as prized possessions. And I would pour over their values in my favorite collectibles magazines. There was indeed an economy to my collection of relics. Even today, I revere them as a valuable treasure of my childhood, both in emotional and financial terms.
I just never thought I’d admit to owning a relic collection.


Travis Scholl, 35, is managing editor of theological publications at Concordia Seminary. A graduate of Yale Divinity School (MDiv), he is an ordained Lutheran minister. Despite some time away, he and his wife are native St. Louisans, as is the child they are now raising.
Travis: I enjoyed the article as well as your own thoughts on the subject. I was at a Cardinals game recently and started thinking about what I will call the “congregational” aspects of attending a sporting event. For instance, the people behind me were clapping & chanting loudly, which was kind of annoying until we decided to join them and then it was wildly fun. Then I got to thinking about all the people who don’t sing in church, and how it would be so much more fun for them if they did. That kind of thing. One way to amuse myself during a long, hot game!