This may be the coolest thing I’ve ever seen.
Seriously.
It makes me want to develop some new skills, but I’m sure these ones don’t come without some broken bones or worse.
Wow!
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Riders ’09: Game 2
I’ve never seen a second quarter like that. The whole quarter was a thrashing for Toronto. When we blocked that punt for a TD right near half-time–absolute back-breaker.
Other notes:
- A few more sacks on a mobile QB–I like to see that.
- Stevie Baggs’ spin move on Rob Murphy was a thing of beauty.
- Dressler would look good in a Rider uniform for his entire career, I do believe.
- Hugh Charles is making our time without Wes Cates a lot easier than I was expecting.
- Eric Morris runs hard on returns. Dare I say, we may be poised to actually put the “special” in special teams this season.
I’ll always take a win, and 2-0 sounds nice. But…
Montreal will be a test, and my humble prediction is that we’ll be 2-1 when week 3 is finished.
But for now, we’re talking about a win. Cue the video…
Preacher Parking
A friend sent me this. Likely won’t use it… today.
What I Meant to Say
On Sunday, I shared a lesson entitled “Unanswered Prayers”. I hope that it was helpful to the questions that run through all of our minds at one time or another when we bring heartfelt requests to God.
As with most sermons, I can always think afterwards of changes I’d have made. I might have said THAT differently. I’d have used a different tone in making that point. I wish I hadn’t said that at all! And a million more such thoughts.
And as is usually the case, two days after the fact, I’ve found the right words. What I meant to say was not much. I should have just told this story at one point…
“A doctor who worked in a Swiss sanatorium used to pray two prayers as he went to see his patients:
‘O God, if this person will glorify you more by being healed, use us here for his healing.’
‘O God, if this person will glorify you more by remaining sick, let him be sick.’
That would have done a fair bit of what I attempted to do, and it would have been briefer and pointier. So there it is, two days late.
Disappointment
Who doesn’t know firsthand a sigh-causing sense of disappointment? Hardly a day passes without some touch of it; sometimes it brings a somewhat gentle sense of frustration. Sometimes it’s downright disheartening, in the truest sense of that word.
I’m reading something right now about experiencing real spiritual community. In the same sentences, I’m reading of disappointment. Besides our struggles to join our lives well with others, we all find disappointment within our own journeys. I can find it in myself long before I try to connect intimately with you, thank you very much.
But what if it’s not that bad?
I don’t intend that question as a minimization of real hurt. What I mean is, “Could disappointment itself fill a role?” Larry Crabb thinks so, and I’m inclined to agree…
“Disappointment… is inevitable. More than that, it is good. Following Christ must take us through seasons of disappointment, because Christianity remakes our dreams before it fulfills them. The process is excruciating. It can include divorce, bankruptcy, accidents, murder, near apostasy–anything.
Christianity promises happiness–that’s part of its appeal–but we will not find it by traveling the route we’ve already laid out in our heads. Disappointment, severe enough to be called death, is unavoidable in a true spiritual journey.”
Comforting? Not entirely.
True? I suspect so.
So what? Not sure. Go and live, and seek Jesus fiercely. And when disappointment hits, react to it slowly enough that the hurt doesn’t automatically create anger and aggravation. You may be more squarely on the right path than you realize.