Friday night football in a small town is so cool to me. I grew up at a 5A school and have been to see several big time high school games at Texas Stadium over the years but I still enjoy seeing the small town games more. Most of these kids aren’t playing for big college scholarships – they simply play for the love of the game. After their high school years, many of them will wind up in the same small town, raise a family and cheer for their kids at the same small stadium. The games, the players, the town; it is really a passion for them.
What are my passions? Where does the work of God rate in my life? Too often it’s like a football game for me. I go and spend 3 hours cheering and rooting on the efforts and then I go home and return to whatever it is I do.
God, please help me keep the passion for you burning inside me every day, every moment.

Two days in a row. It’s a good start but I can’t imagine keeping up the pace.

Kids are a wonderful thing. They show us some of our own weaknesses and they show us the joy of innocence. Why do we change from being childlike? I see my kids and their wants and needs are so simple. They worry about very little and when they do worry, it’s usually over something inconsequential – though maybe not to them, certainly in an adult’s eyes. Kids are sweet and trusting, hopeful and happy. I realize there are kids everywhere not as blessed as mine in different ways who know much more sorrow, grief and suffering than my kids do. I thank God for the peace my kids have in their life, I pray that they will learn compassion for those not as blessed and I hope they will learn to be a servant to those in need.

Oh God, help me teach them to be strong where I am weak, to trust you where I doubt and to hold firm to your promise where I forget who is the Ruler of my life.

What is this? Who am I? A couple of friends of given this a whirl so why not me? I like to write but don’t particulary like to share my thoughts and feelings. I don’t know what I’ll write about or who will listen – probably the fewer the better.

I encouraged a friend to restart his blog because he has such good thinks to say. His daily devotional thoughts (I’m not sure what it should be called) help me focus on my spiritual nature during the day when I often get sucked in to the mundane tasks of work and life. I laugh when I type “my spiritual nature” because that isn’t really my nature most of the time. Typically you would find me being cynical about some one or some thing that is beating me down – the devil’s work to change my focus, to lose sight of God, to lose track of what is truly important.

My life has been such a series of strange happenings. I’ve walked both sides of the tracks…the bad more often than the good but God has shed so much grace on me it is overwhelming. When I’m alone, His love can bring me to tears. Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me. A wretch? Most people don’t see me as a wretch but I often do. Thank God for amazing grace.