The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

This is, to be sure, the best time of the year for a sports fan. Oh joy, let me count the ways:

1. Football season is in full swing.
2. Both NHL and NBA are getting started this week, with the NHL starting its season and NBA starting training camp.
3. After what always seems to feel like a looong season, baseball starts winding down, which means playoffs, which for m personally means Dodgers playoffs! And they will not choke win it all this year!

It's just the best and I can't wait to live in the city and go to a corner pub and watch sportivo. Exciting spelled in a six-letter word.

The Future

No matter what it may hold, the Lord is still sovereign in my life.

His will be done.

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The First Step

My goal, for both short-and long-term, is to be the best possible Christian I can be.

The first step towards that will be for me to admit that I have slipped in this area. Over the last few years, I have slowly backslid into someone with whom I'm displeased.

I have let my church attendance slide.
My relationship with Him isn't what it should be.

Time to improve.

And then it struck me

Just got done reading an article on one of my favorite baseball players, Dodgers outfielder Matt Kemp. He's an immensely talented young man, who can become one of of the best players ever if everything breaks the right way. He's often overlooked (by fans out of the LA area), used to be undervalued (by fans in the LA area) and ready is to explode onto the scene.

As I read, I got stuck on three sentences down at the bottom of Eric Neel's wonderful work.

Does he embrace the responsibility that comes with his gifts?
Is he honest with himself about those times when he sells them short?
How badly does he want this?

I thought about myself.



Let's get it.

Sunset

Eyes affixed to the
twinkling lights as they
shined brightly in the night,
I thought
about how even the brightest star
becomes quasar.

Even the biggest suns lose their fire.

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I'm not one to whine about my problems. Usually the only people who know about them are my closest friends.

I internalize things more often than some, probably not as much as others. Sometimes when it all bubbles up, it makes for a rough day.

Or afternoon.
Or few hours.


God is faithful.

My weekend

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