The yoke of a Christian’s sin has been carried by another. So it is good to lament, and right for Jeremiah, or whoever wrote that book, to lament. But because of our vantage point, lamentations can ultimately end up in praise.
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Helpful thoughts from The Dilf on Favre
missional mothering
3.) Your children are your mission-field for a season, as this article so correctly states. But lets not forget “for a season.” To ultimately ignore the mission field of your neighborhood is ultimately to neglect the mission field of your home. Who will care about mercy, missions, evangelism, if we don’t instill that in them from a young age?
One Favre worth pulling for
I’ve never been a Brett Favre fan, except when he played against the Bucs toward the latter part of his career and he would throw a bunch of interceptions. Now it has come out that he has allegedly sent picture messages and inappropriate voice mails to Jets employees while he was with the N.Y. Jets. Once again, Favre has done nothing to make me pull for him. At least I don’t have to live with him.
But I do consider myself a Deanna Favre fan, who now who has to live in the wake of his selfish behavior. Check out this snippet of an interview on Good Morning America. She leans on her faith to get through this rough patch in life and marriage brought on by yet another Brett Favre interception (though this one was off-the-field). She discusses the importance of her faith. And it is not a generic American faith, but faith in the God of the bible; she quotes Isaiah 41.
At least there’s one Favre I’m pulling for.
Jesus is not offended by your doubts
Besides the folks I’ve met and the folks who know me, Will I discover a soul saving love,
Or just the dirt above and below me,
I’m a doubting thomas,
I took a promise,
But I do not feel safe,
Oh me of little faith,
Sometimes I pray for a slap in the face,
Then I beg to be spared ’cause I’m a coward,
If there’s a master of death I’ll bet he’s holding his breath,
As I show the blind and tell the deaf about his power,
I’m a doubting thomas,
I can’t keep my promises,
‘Cause i don’t know what’s safe,
oh me of little faith
Can I be used to help others find truth,
When I’m scared I’ll find proof that its a lie,
Can I be lead down a trail dropping bread crumbs,
That prove I’m not ready to die,
Please give me time to decipher the signs,
Please forgive me for time that I’ve wasted,
I’m a doubting thomas,
I’ll take your promise,
Though I know nothin’s safe,
Oh me of little faith
For the soul who is seeking the Lord, but finds doubts are getting in the way, there is hope. Come to Jesus and surround yourself with His community. I hope that you can be encouraged by this song and the scriptures to “take your promise” even though you “know nothing’s safe.”
A 2 year old’s interpretation and why it can be dangerous
Fixing things and evangelism
We learn about fixing sinks this way, why wouldn’t we expect ourselves and others to learn more about Jesus this way?
Rome, Moss, and James
And this is important. If you don’t have this framework, you will become overly cynical and hopeless, or will want to take judgment into your own hands. We need a judge to forgive our sins, but we also need one who will punish wickedness. We should be thankful for both, and never sacrifice one at the altar of the other.
God’s presence and absence
A thought provoking one-sie
For people who love football like myself, there is always a danger of really loving it too much. The same could be said for coaches. The Tennessee Titan’s defensive coordinator Chuck Cecil clearly loved it too much when he flipped the bird to an official who made a bad “roughing the passer” call. There is no word on what type of bird was flipped-and yes there are different types of birds-because it was fuzzed out. It is weird how a “bird” can be fuzzed out, as though it is more inappropriate than TV adds which now regularly show women in bras and underwear. I don’t get that one.
Anyhow, why did this lad flip the bird? He loved football, or more specifically something he gets from football, a lot. The referee’s bad call stood in the way of that “god,” and so the “bird” was let out of its proverbial cage. Not rocket science.
But what about for fans like myself, who may be in danger of loving football too much? My favorite baby gift for Cade (though I’m thankful for all who gave) so far is one I appreciate because it is so simple, yet so profound and challenging. It is a one-sie which says, “My Daddy loves me more than football.” Now we could say, “Of course, we love our kids more than football.”
But that’s not fair to us or those we proclaim to love. Our actions are always representative of a deeper heart belief. They are a window into our real heart idols. If I love Cade more than football, I’ll not neglect playing with Cade, and at times have to press pause and watch the game later or not at all. If I love football more than Cade, I’ll let him see the lingering frustration of a tough loss, even if it is more subtle than flipping a bird, because my lifeline has been cut. If I love Cade more than football, I’ll teach him how it can be a fun hobby which helps connect me with both Christians and non-Christians. If I love football more than Cade, football will be all I talk about or think about during the week.
I’ve never had my thoughts so provoked by a one-sie before. What a gift. While I love Connar’s Bucs bib, and can’t wait for Cade to wear it, I’m going to get that “Daddy loves me more than football” one-sie on during this Bucs season because I think I’ll need that reminder if/when they start losing again.





