I have been watching more basketball now that summer is here and the playoffs are on, and it has made me realize some things.
Growing up, basketball was my god. I idolized Michael Jordan and did everything I could to learn more about him and be like him.
Now that I am a Christian, Jesus is my God. I ought to do everything I can to get to know him better and imitate his way of life.
It is easy to fall in love with the world and what it has to offer. That is why Jesus said, "The gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and those who find it are few" (Matthew 7:14).
It takes new eyes to see and a new heart to feel that Christ is more beautiful and more valuable than anything else in the universe.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
The Best is Yet to Come
The name of my blog comes from a song by Scott Krippayne.
Here are the words:
The race is long, sometimes I stumble
He helps me up each time I fall
When I lose hope, he gives me courage
So I'll press on and give my all
I know I'll never have to run alone
and I can hardly wait to make it home
The best is yet to come
The promise of heaven awaits
I'll finally see my Lord and Savior face to face
For he has set me free for all eternity
When my life on earth is done, the best is yet to come
In every joy, in every trial
I need to keep my eyes on him
He is the way, my soul provider
No matter how the road may bend
When earthly treasures cloud my point of view
He reminds me that I'm only passing through
Nothing can compare to what's in store
When we will join the angels singing holy is the Lord
Here are the words:
The race is long, sometimes I stumble
He helps me up each time I fall
When I lose hope, he gives me courage
So I'll press on and give my all
I know I'll never have to run alone
and I can hardly wait to make it home
The best is yet to come
The promise of heaven awaits
I'll finally see my Lord and Savior face to face
For he has set me free for all eternity
When my life on earth is done, the best is yet to come
In every joy, in every trial
I need to keep my eyes on him
He is the way, my soul provider
No matter how the road may bend
When earthly treasures cloud my point of view
He reminds me that I'm only passing through
Nothing can compare to what's in store
When we will join the angels singing holy is the Lord
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