Opposite Sides

They say with real estate it is location, location, location. In life, it is perspective, perspective, perspective! I sat on the opposite side of the table from my friend this morning, agreeing on most of the things we were talking about, but we disagreed about one thing…football. Not that we root for opposing teams, but the way in which we watched last Sunday’s game between the Raiders and the Buccaneers was completely opposite. It appeared to me there was a line drawn down the middle of the table between us as she talked about her perspective on the game, and I talked about mine. For those of you not into football, you may want to skip this SAND Room, although it’s going to be full of God stuff, too.

Last Sunday the Raiders played the Buccaneers, and the Raiders won. But as my son, Jimm, said later in the day, “It doesn’t even feel like we won that game.” The reason being, for Jimm and me, it was a tortuous game. The yellow penalty flag was thrown 23 times by the officials, more times than ever before in football history. At one point the announcer said there hadn’t been a drive that had gone without a flag being thrown against the Raiders. The Buccaneers were doing just fine—a flag here and there, but all pretty normal. The Raiders were being penalized for everything—too many men on the field, off-sides, holding, etc. It seemed there was no way they could win the game with all that was going against them. They were making way too many mistakes. And then even our sure thing, our field goal kicker, missed two kicks that could have ended the game in a win. But no, the wind seemed to be even against us this last Sunday in Florida as his kick went to one side, and then the other. There were some great plays in the game, but when the game ended in overtime, I said, “This was not a relaxing Sunday afternoon of football.” And then I talked with my friend today…

She came away from the game with just the opposite experience in all of it. Why? Because she had been praying, and she had been believing, for the win. Now, does God care about football? We will have to ask Him that question some day—probably not so much. But our Father in Heaven does care about our faith, and our perspective on how we view everything in life, even football. Most times we fret and worry, instead of praying and rejoicing. Most times we come away from a day tired and worn thin. God says we are to worry about nothing and pray about everything…even football, I guess! Not because it changes the outcome of the game, but because it changes our perspective on the game, and on the day we have just come through.

Driving home after meeting with my friend, a song came on the radio that I had never heard before. The words rang out loud and clear from King & Country, “It’s Not Over Yet.” God’s perfect timing once again! Please click on this link and listen to it if you are feeling defeated before you have seen the end of your “game.” As the song says, “run till the race is won…even when you think you’re finished.” Satan tries to get his grip on us. But we can escape him just like that pass receiver did in the final seconds of the game as he ran in for the winning touchdown.

Searching And Noticing the Divine…even during a football game? Well, I missed the Divine because my perspective was off. I was noticing all the mistakes. My friend was searching for the win, and she was having fun. God’s not for one team or the other, but He is for us! And our Father wants us to know that with Jesus, we already have the Victory, so we might as well relax and enjoy the game.

Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication,
with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God,
which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.

Philippians 4:6-7 (NKJV)