Monday, June 12, 2006
well as i was eating lunch i watched a bit of the world cup. and while i was working out i watched a bit of the world cup. matt shared with me a story about being Ireland and how the people were just crazy about it. i remember one year in Mexico i could sit out on the porch of my room and hear people through the town yell at there tvs and shoot guns off when Mexico scored(seriously, they shot off guns). i mean people are IN LOVE with this sport all over the world. but me i am not. i don't enjoy to play it i don't enjoy watching. and honestly i hope levi never wants to play(if he does i will support him, but secretly i will be bummed) anyway as much as i dislike the sport, just watching it on tv i could feel the passion of those at the game. i could feel the magnitude of their team making it to the world cup. i watched Ghana and Italia(i know that's Italy but that's what their jackets say) walk on to the field holding a kids hand to begin the game. fans were going crazy just to see them stand on the field, they were not playing, they actually were not doing anything but they were going nuts. i am sure many of you know where i am going with this but when i saw the passion these people possess for their team i could not even begin to see a similar passion for Jesus Christ. I really want my life to sing "YOUR name and YOUR renown are the desire of my heart" Isa 26:8 and Not to us, O Lord, not to us, but to YOUR name be the Glory." Ps. 115:1. i learned this week that people would sing psalm 115 on their way to worship. my prayer is that my life would be lived like the life of a soccer fan, sold out(man i sound baptist) to the one who set me free from the bondage of sin.