Finishing Strong
Well another weekend now has ended and I sit at my computer at a loss for something to write. A friend of mine has agreed to help with the FE. I'll be attempting to get his review text when we meet over Thanksgiving. I've been thinking--a dangerous prospect--about a sermon that I went to this morning. The subject was on finishing our walks with christ well. The topic sort of hit home for me, because I remember a time when I was much closer to God than I am now. It's so easy just to dismiss this reality with the idea that I've grown up, and that it's harder to place faith in God once you've seen some of the world. It's one of those simple, easy to buy, mostly B.S. explanations we often sell to ourselves to excuse our shortcomings, when we bother to think of them at all.

But the truth is, I've just gotten distracted, and more than a little bit lazy. Just this morning I tried to talk my wife out of going to church on the grounds that I was too tired and didn't want to waist my day off. What an absurd idea, that worshiping the being I believe created me would be a poor use of my time. Writing this, I'm ashamed that the words ever came out of my mouth. But the words did come from me; I spoke them, and the truth is I meant them. Sort of puts a dent in the old positive self-image.

There was a time once--a pretty hard night shift--when I walked the bays where I work screaming, "We will finish strong!" At the time it was meant, to be a half-serious attempt to inspire the troops. We were all a little down, and I thought if I could make them laugh, the rest of the shift might go easier. It's a good idea though--it even worked, but I think I'm gonna have to start buying a little more of what I sell. Life is hard, and there is pain sometimes, but for the most part God is good. Anyway, I gotta go. The night is growing old, and my wife is coming to pick me up from work (I know it was my day off but what can you do). There's only a few sweet hours left in the day. I think I'm gonna try to finish strong.