"I hate to wait. I have places to go I have people to see I have things to do. I love me and I have a wonderful plan for my life.
I hate to wait. I don’t like obstacles in my way or people that disagree or processes that take too long.
I hate to wait. I don’t like lines or…
- Marie Lu
Lead singer Jon Foreman was asked if Switchfoot is a “Christian” band. His response is worth pondering. “To be honest, this question grieves me because I feel that it represents a much bigger issue…
Thankful this year for the friends God’s surprised and surrounded shy little me with. They are small in number, but potent by the way they spread through my year like a special seasoning. They were the silver lining of my year. Thankful He provided for me so much through them.
I—I want to be with you forever, and I don’t have a choice about that.
Blood curdling screams scented with hysteria flooded my living room as I dribbled artistically through a number of opponents and shot my 2nd goal for the Columbus Rapids on FIFA. My game controller was wearing a hole through my thumb. I completely put aside the fact that I was playing against a much younger, weaker sibling who didn’t know defeat too well and went full tilt into playing my hardest. I didn’t go easy on him at all, and he grew more and more frustrated.
This was his favorite game in the world, he was begging to play with me for 2 days. He was full of happiness when I finally gave in to his request. The tide of happiness began to wear off nonetheless as I kept blocking him, and soon pure anger set in. After rage burned away, he broke and lost all hope. He came to a new revelation, “I don’t care about this game anymore.”
What? This game you were pushing and shoving me to play for the past 2 days? How could something go from the status of “favorite” to down right indifference? Such a contrast has been played out not just on a soccer field, but between God and I.
When my brother said he gave up, it was so gratifying. It was music to my ears, as his opponent. As a sister, I really felt like giving him all the goals. But I was in game mode. Weakening him physically or in this case, mentally, was my objective. Once he was there, I felt so at ease.
Have you been there? Defeated over and over again by what seems like a huge difficulty to the point where you’re like, “I’m done" ? The devil doesn’t care if you’re weak and defenseless- he knows he’s stronger over our flesh and easily takes sin full tilt into our lives. That’s why our weapons cannot be carnal- we need the strength of God if we ever want to prevail. Satan has an objective to weaken us. I doubt he feels no greater satisfaction then when a Christian loses hope, faith, and determination to carry on. To carry on with the Person they once started life with so fervently and passionately.
Let’s never stop threatening Satan with our perseverance. Keep running.