This past Sunday my daughter and I watched with amazement as the Browns beat the Baltimore Ravens. At every turn I was ready for disappointment. My daughter chided me on being so negative. I told her she should plan on moving to a different city if she was going to be a sports optimist. But then the field goal was called good against all odds. My daughter smiled. I said," We have no chance in overtime". Becca again was shocked at my negativity. And then the surprise ending and the Browns won a game they had all but lost a few minutes before. I think my daughter was more happy at being a vindicated optimist than she was that the Browns won. She has something. I try to shield myself from disappointment by acting as if I expect it. She in turn looks at life and her hope is unabashed. I would rather be like her. As a follower of Christ her way makes more sense because in the end against all odds the field goal is good and what seems like a loss ends up with the victory of victories.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
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4 comments:
Woot! That's right Becca, you tell him!
Jesus loves the Browns!! Woof.
Ps. What does woot mean?
It's just something us Young People say when we are happy and don't want to express ourselves in a clear or concise manner ;).
Woot!!
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