Okay, so I'm not here to talk about who I think is going to win and lose or what team is better. (Just look at my Facebook and you'll figure it out pretty quick!)
I saw an argument on Facebook about how a Carolina fan thinks Clemson fans aren't classy because they are already smack talking and so on and so forth.
Then it hit me.....how much would our lives change if we put as much if not more time and energy into spending time with our heavenly Father as we did arguing about a game that isn't going to matter after a few years?
This not only applies to football but to many other things. Football is a wonderful sport, don't get me wrong. But I think it's ridiculous when people sit there for hours and argue about it, especially when they are at HUGE risk for damaging their witness to others.
As I'm writing this blog, the song "Pages" by Leeland just came on Spotify. It's crazy because this song goes EXACTLY with what I'm talking about. Here are the lyrics! :)
When I stand before God’s throne
Nothing hidden, nothing unknown
Dead to my body, my old life He took
God will hold in His hands my days in a book
When I kneel down that day
Looking upon His holy face
I will remember with trembling
Every single moment, every memory
Who was I and where was I going
What kind of fruit were my actions growing
Staring at the pages
He’ll be staring at the pages of my life
Was my passion just to know Him
Did I really let it out and show Him
Staring at the pages
He’ll be staring at the pages of my life
This house I’m building every day
Silver and gold, straw and the hay
Tried by fire
Will it stand when the flame gets higher
Or will it burn away
In Your presence I belong
And without You, I am lost
Come and change me from the inside
In my weakness, You are strong
By the power of the cross
Come and change me from the inside
Who am I and where am I going
What kind of fruit are my actions growing
Staring at the pages
You are staring at the pages of my life
Is my passion just to know You
Am I living this life to show You
Staring at the pages
You are staring at the pages of my life
Nothing hidden, nothing unknown
Dead to my body, my old life He took
God will hold in His hands my days in a book
When I kneel down that day
Looking upon His holy face
I will remember with trembling
Every single moment, every memory
Who was I and where was I going
What kind of fruit were my actions growing
Staring at the pages
He’ll be staring at the pages of my life
Was my passion just to know Him
Did I really let it out and show Him
Staring at the pages
He’ll be staring at the pages of my life
This house I’m building every day
Silver and gold, straw and the hay
Tried by fire
Will it stand when the flame gets higher
Or will it burn away
In Your presence I belong
And without You, I am lost
Come and change me from the inside
In my weakness, You are strong
By the power of the cross
Come and change me from the inside
Who am I and where am I going
What kind of fruit are my actions growing
Staring at the pages
You are staring at the pages of my life
Is my passion just to know You
Am I living this life to show You
Staring at the pages
You are staring at the pages of my life
I challenge you to put more energy and effort into things that will be eternal rather than temporary. This doesn't mean to not enjoy sports and such but to keep yourself in check with how much energy you put into these things. (Don't worry I'm talking to myself too!)
In Christ,
-Damaris Bruce