sweet

I was watching a football game yesterday in Wichita and there was a dude whose last name is "Smelley". Poor guy.

Thanksgiving was glorious. The Chiefs beat the Denver Donkeys, Wichita State beat #6 LSU--AT LSU--and then KU beat #1 Florida in Vegas. I can't think of the last time I've had such a successful weekend with my teams. Now I'm wondering who I'd root for in KU-WSU game. I went to WSU, but KU has been the only team worth cheering for until recently, so I'd feel weird cheering against them.

Then at church today, we had a touching moment. Sob, sob. Literally. We started talking about things we were thankful for and I mentioned our church to start off with and then I started talking about my wife and I teared up like a big wuss. It was stupid. Then, of course, the other chicks started sobbing.

Anyway, my church has been great. (I guess that since it's a Thanksgiving blog, this might be an appropriate topic.) The reason I'm so thankful for them is because of the faith they have. It's funny because when people have faith in God, they also have faith in other believers. The whole God as Father thing never really clicked for me until I got going with this church. In my situation, for instance, I know that when I let God adopt me I became his son. Not like Jesus or anything, but that I have privileges, just like how any father shows favor towards his son or daughter before anyone else. And then, not only do I have favor from my Father, but my Father's frickin' awesome! He can do miracles, like turning my music degrees into a commercial real estate brokerage position. Or like giving a gorgeous, wonderful wife to a selfish, crooked-toothed fartknocker.

But more importantly, God's my dad. That's amazing. And back to my church--they know that God has great plans in store for all of his kids and that he wants more than the best for all of us. Here's a guy who is teaching middle school choir, then marries a beautiful PHARMACIST?!?, then starts a career as a commercial real estate broker. What the crap?! What does that have to do with anything? It may sound stupid, but it also sounds like something that God can make happen. It's like he's orchestrating everything, saying, "Check this out." And then laughing. I'm thankful for God's sense of humor.