An Irish Day
Monday, November 28, 2005
Another day,
Notre Dame is not my favorite team. That is actually putting it nicely-something I should try to do more often.
But here I am. Typing and thinking and praying and shivering. Enjoying cold air in South Bend, Indiana. What did I see today? The campus of Notre Dame.
Though I'm not part of the fighting Irish, their story is a great story. Defeats and victories. Customs and rituals. History and modernity. Cold weather and nice smiles. Intelligence and humor. Saints and sinners. Dead tradition and living dreams. A lot like life, isn't it?
Solid traditions become distorted and damaged. Firm beliefs become moveable and unneeded. Players come and players go. Still, hopes can remain. If we choose to let them.
Today, what is your hope? What would you like to accomplish before 2005 sounds its closing buzzer? How do you hope to win the game of 2006, and what can you begin doing now to prepare for a championship in life?
Fans and students talked to me today. On Tuesday, I'll be interviewed so I can do the talking. Each of us, whatever the weather and wherever we land, are telling much through our lives.
I pray we bring encouragement to others. That it something each of us should try to do more often.
Isn't it?
Along the way,Chris Maxwell
Powerful Statement: (Philemon 1:7, NIV)
Your love has given me great joy and encouragement, because you, brother, have refreshed the hearts of the saints.




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