Glass Jaw

Tonight I had the occasion amidst my weekly soccer match of going after a loose ball in front of the goal, whereby I met the other team's striker, my keeper, and my keeper's elbow. Me the elbow were intimately acquainted, and I awoke inside the penalty box 5-10 seconds later. 

I left the field of my own accord and watched the remainder of the game. Two concerns evolved in my mind, one of greater weight than the other. First, I couldn't close my mouth. Second, I would have to share said reality with my wife (I'll let you decide which of the concerns concerned me the most).

An hour of internet [sic] research has encouraged me to join the Waitansee Tribe in the hopes that things are better tomorrow. And seeing as though Maggie is table dancing in Vegas with her girlfriends for the weekend, I'm going to delay the inevitable. 

Spartan Race 2012

Spartan Race 2012

Bearded Daughters

Episode 4 of Lost in Space, where our faults are no longer hidden. It seems that when our inside is suddenly our outside, we are not so attractive. More than our looks, as we advertise our sins, people cannot help but notice, and take note. Clearly seeing our faults keeps us continually thinking of them, with destructive relational consequences.
Thank God our insides stay where they belong. Forget the aesthetics; we would eventually adapt to our bearded wives and daughters. Rather, it is a great mercy that we can meet and greet without being confronted with our own failures, able to develop relationships that eventually are stronger than the sin within us.