Raise your hand if you're sick of this whole thing...This now- Spaulding County southside girl who seems to just want her chance to knock heads with some football players instead of getting knocked up by 'em like we did back in the good old days...(no, not me, I wasn't "Christian" enough to go out with football players.)
What if she wore a long skirt while kicking? What if she got her "Christian " boyfriend to hold the ball for her?
I would not be here if not for a merciful, loving God's incessant intervention in my life, and there is nothing that means more to me than my relationship with Him. My life is really hectic these days with school, kid's school, their sport (they participated in the same one this year), work, prepping for a "career" that may or may not be around by the time I graduate...
Some days the high point of my day is the times in the a.m. and in the evening when I can read writings inspired by God and be thankful Someone is in control of this mess.
Please let's us who either have that relationship, or wear the name- let's not make Him look like a kooky cosmic killjoy.
If we want women to stay in their "place" in the "home," let's go up to the Gateway Center and get this woman and bring her to our home and do something for her. Here's a real quote : "Religion that God our
Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and
widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the
world."
Does "keeping oneself [un]polluted" mean not letting your daughter play football? Then don't let your daughter play football.
I totally [big surprise] forgot something in my previous post. [New blog name: Southside Atlanta Forgetteries...]
The other football education I got growing up in football-mad late '70s/early '80s Fayette County was that we played football. Every fall Sunday. At Youth Fellowship; for you uninitiated-that's night church, or- "night church."
And what you must know is that in spite of some unseemly jocularity (among high school guys- imagine that!) it was NOT a feel fest. We're talking football, after all. The guys, then as now, were a lot more interested in rehashing between themselves who should have scrimmaged, blah blah, etc etc, than worrying if a play was performed by a girl.
My real objection to this young lady's choice of sport is: Spaulding is the county of Griffin. If that little thing gets good, Griffin might get her. Griffin used to be Fayette County's biggest football rival, although I can't even find them listed as a team now. What if she kicks a field goal against us?
As you might have guessed, my other form of recreation this week has been reading through the "Blog" of Unnecessary "Quotations" with my kids. Here's another quote "for" you: "A cheerful heart is good medicine; but a crushed spirit dries up the bones."
Nine wonderful years ago we moved to the "Town" of Poorly "Maintained" Signage and the kids and their dad began their never ending quest for signs that unintentionally spell out odd words after lights in letters burn out and are never replaced. Kind of a metaphor for this town, and our lives.
What will people read on our signs when we get old and weary and have to decide which letters are worth re-lighting? Hopefully nothing like the footwear store in the (PC,FL) 23rd Street Formerly Wal Mart Shopping Center.
Also see Atlanta Homeless Shelter for more ways to help women (and men and children) who need help.
