Here is the thing. I love sports. I love baseball, I love basketball, I kinda like the Olympics, but I LOVE football. And specifically, OU Sooner football. But this season has been a heart-breaker from the get-go. We had four of the best players at their positions in the country come back for one more chance. Only two of those guys have played all our games, and they are arguably the least necessary. So, here my team sits at 3-3. 500. Mediocre. But they aren't mediocre, they have lost all three games by a combined 5 points. 5!
So, here I sit, despondent because my team has a mediocre record, but they have the players and the ability to be in the top 3... the worst part is enduring the trash talk from ignorant fans of other teams. Usually they are jealous of the recent and overall success of my Sooners, but it doesn't change how annoying the trash talk is.
10.19.2009
10.05.2009
Favre
I'm sitting here watching as Brett Favre is having an excellent game against his former team, and it really is surreal. The man is old! He is one of the most exciting players I have ever watched, and he is by far my favorite NFL player of all time, though Peterson may pass him eventually. Anyway, I am watching this old man dice up his old team, and I see him still having fun. He has been playing in the league something like 80 years and he still smiles and celebrates like a child when his team scores.
As I watch that, I hope that when I am his age and have been doing what I do for as long, that I still love it as much as I do now. There are times I get upset, beat down, discouraged in my calling, but overall I could not feel more fulfilled in trying to help people discover the relationship that God wants to have with them. I hope that I still celebrate like a child after God does what only he can do. I hope that I can be a conduit through which joy flows to others.
I love the makeup of my church right now, and I hope that God continues to bless us. I expected us not to grow for the immediate future, but I hope that we do grow once we begin having public services. I am slightly nervous about finding someone capable fo doing music for us, it could turn into a concern. But I know that I need to continue to trust in the God that has brought us this far. It would be nice if he laid out a plan and gave me all the money I could ask for, but the Israelites were only given enough manna for the day, and I am too most of the time.
As I watch that, I hope that when I am his age and have been doing what I do for as long, that I still love it as much as I do now. There are times I get upset, beat down, discouraged in my calling, but overall I could not feel more fulfilled in trying to help people discover the relationship that God wants to have with them. I hope that I still celebrate like a child after God does what only he can do. I hope that I can be a conduit through which joy flows to others.
I love the makeup of my church right now, and I hope that God continues to bless us. I expected us not to grow for the immediate future, but I hope that we do grow once we begin having public services. I am slightly nervous about finding someone capable fo doing music for us, it could turn into a concern. But I know that I need to continue to trust in the God that has brought us this far. It would be nice if he laid out a plan and gave me all the money I could ask for, but the Israelites were only given enough manna for the day, and I am too most of the time.
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