this week has been by far one of my hardest weeks in college the last couple of years. or maybe its just one of those weeks where i feel like its been that hardest. regardless...i am again reminded of how great the God i worship is.
ou weekend was good. traveling. eating. being with people. state fair. just being home. it was all good. the weekend wasnt too shabby besides UT football shooting themselves in the foot but we wont go there bc football is football at the end of the game. massive allergies in dallas tho. boo dallas allergies. set me back the next couple of days. made me unmotivated to do anything. big accounting test wed night. seems like thats the story of my life. accounting tests that i can only just sit there and laugh to myself how i even got here in the first place. ha. accounting. how grand you are.
however, a bright spot in my week was mens football wednesday night after my test. i came 20 mins late. i was hoping that we wouldnt be losing by lots but to my surprise, we were winning by lots. but it wasnt just the winning. it was faces and the morale that made my week. i think its a beautiful thing to see your brothers in joy and just having fun. its been a real pleasure going thro the rough times in football and to finally see some smiles and some encouragement. i was super excited bout mens football this year. i was hoping that i could continue the tradition of brotherhood in sports so that it would be a blessing to our community. at first..i had my doubts. i mean..guys will be guys. guys wanna win. guys wanna play. guys are guys. its never easy to lose. but i think the men on our team are humans. they feel pain and frustration. they have pride. they want to win. i feel them on that one. i was hoping we'd just win win win and not look back. not the case tho. we lost some heartbreakers. not too many smiles the first two weeks. but the men on the team are something else. they know where their joy lies. they are rooted in something deeper and i think that in itself is a huge boost to just being light to each other. i am glad we have lost. im glad we have tasted defeat and frustration. it directs us back to the fruit of life. football is good. brothers are good. God is good.
i hope i can look back on this week and see how good God is among all the stress and frustration. i hope to see that my reliance on people, the joys of the world, the touch and smell of something pleasant, the taste of my appetite...that those are all temporary. even moreso just mirages. real but fake. i need to remember that i am not sustained by those things. my body is weak and easily tempted, but i hope my soul longs for something deeper. though this first week of october has been rough..i will not savor this month but something greater ahead. i need to really pick things up and just move forward with some stuff.
man dissapoints. the world disappoints. God does not fail me.
currently on my mind - in Christ alone
