Well, it appears that my main fantasy football team will win it’s first game of the season tonight. We will be changing the name from Southern Invasion(southern comfort got vetoed) to Southern Spoilers. Here’s what happened this weekend:
1. Got to preach on Sunday. Talked about John 9. Lately, I have been digging deeper into the gospels and trying to find how Jesus relates back to the Torah. It has been eye opening to see all the symbolism and hints that the gospel writers left to point to him as the Messiah. God is really opening my heart and mind to challenge me.
2. FUEL went well last night. The youth and I are getting to know each other better. Sometimes I feel like some of them aren’t really into growing spiritually, which isn’t unusual for people, but I am guarding against getting frustrated with it. I want our youth meetings to be more effective, and God is helping that take place. By the way, the kids think I say “Tootsie Roll” funny.
3. How bout them COWBOYS?!
4. Does anyone know if Pendleton beat Chesnee in football? If so, I’ve got to call James and the Chesnee crew and let them have it.
5. We’re taking the girls to see the BEE movie tomorrow. It’s their first trip to the theater. I think I am more excited than they are.
6. Seinfeld season nine will be mine in about 12 hours. Did you see the video of Seinfeld on the Larry King show? Hillarious.
7. God is doing amazing things in our lives. He is providing for us financially in ways we haven’t seen before. His faithfulness blows me away even though I ‘m reminded of His power every time I look at my wife and kids.
8. Finally, I miss the Grapevine, the Inner Circle, The unnamed Secret society that I haven’t started a membership drive for yet, project mayhem, Monday night wrestling at the Greenville Memorial Auditorium, 5 am basketball with 60 year old men, Circle M BBQ, Java City, being able to drop into a SWU chapel whenever I wanted to, highspeed internet in my office, Panchos(our mexican restaurant is horrible), Amstar Stadium 14, and the many of you who make me who I am. Fight the good fight. Remember that passing the baton is not a moment…it’s a movement.