I know God never intended for my life to be compartmentalized. However, the reality is that more often than not my life tends towards just that. Work life and spiritual life: important, but separate. Every now and then, an opportunity arises for me to live in the overlap. One such opportunity happened a couple of weeks ago.
Does God care about fantasy football? That’s a very interesting question.
I believe that God cares about me. As a result of that, I believe that God cares about what I care about. The caveat, of course, being that God will not partner with me in my sin.
So, in that sense, God cares about fantasy football because I care about fantasy football.
(From May 2, 2018)
God is good.
God still heals today.
The enemy is real. He still works his evil schemes throughout the Earth.
Sometimes people get sick. Cancer and other life-ending diseases run rampant across our world.
Sometimes bad things happen to good people. Terror attacks, heinous shootings, and tragic accidents take the lives of people we know and love.
Sometimes we pray for people with terminal illnesses and they still die.
It sucks and it hurts.
On Friday, our family friend, Barbara “Barb” Jennings went to be with her Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. She was 74. She was a die-hard Detroit Tigers fan, and loved her Michigan Wolverines. She was affectionately called Grandma Go Blue by her grandkids Zeke, Ethne, and Eydie Waters. She was an amazing woman.
12 weeks ago, I began a journey that has been a long-time coming. For all of my life, I have been overweight. I have been told time and again by doctors that I needed to lose weight. Yet, I ignored them because I didn’t want to give up the food that I enjoyed eating.
After a number of life circumstances, not the least of which was a diabetes diagnosis a year ago, I decided it was time to get serious about losing weight. It began at work.
Picture these Christmas images:
I was attending a conference at my church today on the Father’s love (among other things) with speaker Leif Hetland. As we worshipped this morning before Leif spoke, we sang the song Furious by Jeremy Riddle. I sensed God saying, “I am singing this to you (and everyone else here).”
So, here are song lyrics with the pronouns changed as God was singing this to me.
