Well you all might laugh at those people who pray before games, but let me tell you I am a believer. Can I have an AMEN!!! Thank you brothers and sisters.
The following is a true story and shows the difference that BELIEVING IN JESUS – Can I have an AMEN??? – the difference that believing in Jesus can make in your life.
I am the Coach of a small Catholic College – Our Lady Of Perpetual Payments and we play Slippery Frog University once a year and they kick out collective Catholic butts by 30 points every year. Now some may say that is because their linemen top out at 350 pounds, while our lineman top out at 150 pounds if we put weights in their pockets so they don’t blow away on a windy day.
But Slippery Frog University is among the Unbelievers and they laugh when we gather to pray in the end zone every weekend. They say that God has better things to do then help us win a game and that instead of praying to God, maybe we be better off praying for a quarterback that can throw the ball more than 20 yards, a running back that we don’t need a calendar to time and that maybe, just maybe, we should get some real cheerleaders , instead of Sister Mary Bloody Knuckles, jumping up and down in her habit and saying Go Team.
While we believe in the Lord, Slippery Frog has that Damon Runyon quote hanging in their locker room – “The race may not always be to the swift nor the victory to the strong, but that’s how you bet.”
But I am a BELIEVER – Can I have an AMEN – Thank You Brothers and Sisters!
And did David slay Goliath? Will the meek inherit the Earth? Well at least can the meek get mineral rights?
So last Saturday, we prayed in the end-zone and Slippery Frog University laughed at us, but they had to play their third string team the entire game, as the starters were all on probation for cheating on their ethic exams. The coach gave then a stern lecture that he didn’t mind them cheating , getting caught is what annoyed him.
So it comes down to the last two minutes of the game and we are tied 7 to 7 and all we need is a 40 yard field goal to win.
But then I felt a presence behind me. I looked and it was Jesus. And He said do not worry, I have performed a miracle for this team. And then our kicker Stumbles Magoo ran onto the field and Sister Mary Bloody Knuckles was jumping up and down, and Stumbles missed the field goal by a good 20 yards and then Slippery Frog took the ball and marched down the field and scored and we lost. Again!
Well this could certainly destroy a man’s faith , but I was wrong. Jesus had performed a miracle. He had turned the Gatorade into wine.
Yeah, yeah, yeah – just kick me a field goal next time Jesus.
Can I have an Amen!