Every Play Counts

This morning, I was able to really spend some time in the bible and with God. I think God is trying to teach me specifically about 'listening' and about being 'faithful'. I have kept my habit of reading my bible daily, for the most part without fail. However, while working in the D last year, I took time almost daily to 'be still' and listen. This habit has not stuck with me as much, but I feel like I need to get back into that habit, and feel like God is calling me to respond to that.

Anywho-I ran through Prospect Park this morning (3.35 miles in 34:48 booyah), I was enjoying so much the fall colors, the 64 degree weather that I was able to run in shorts and a T-shirt, the smell of the leaves, and all the things that go along with fall. It reminded me of coaching football in MI, and for some reason I was running phrases through my mind that we would share with our players. "Every Play Counts" kept hitting me. And I think it was God telling me that. What a metaphor for the war that goes on each day. Each decision we make is a 'play'. And when we fill our role, and follow Jesus, we gain territory down the field against the other team. When we 'take a play off', we lose ground.

That is the challenge. To make each play count. I have found myself taking plays off, and it doesn't make me feel proud, but I thank God for reminding me of what He calls me to do. And that 'all things are yours', and that 'we have the mind of Christ'. I thank God for the bible and for words to help me move forward and follow Jesus. I am encouraged to make every play count today, and each day this week, month, year.

Comments

K said…
I love when God uses something in your life that you never even related to Him, to draw you closer? It's so silly, but I used to hear the Lord talking to me through Dodge's "Grab Life" that was on Kasey Kahne's car. It seems so silly, but every time I would see that God would start talking to me about getting more involved and not sitting on the sidelines, so that was the time I began leading the small group at OPC that I was in.
November 1, 2009 at 7:46 AM
Superstar said…
THanks for making every play count with your family this weekend. I noticed your intentional involvement in everything. And, I appreciate it so much. Love you! Glad to be in the game with you.
November 1, 2009 at 10:21 AM
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