Saturday, March 6, 2010

My Life is a Setup. Or a Conspiracy. In Other Words, Delicious Irony.

God has a funny sense of humor.

I won't go into all of the details of the event, but last night our school had an open gym night... and something was arranged during the soccer game...

Now, I play really aggressively. I don't take my eyes off the ball, I'm not as on my feet for responses to cracks, (which I always have a response for normally) and in all reality I will put myself in positions that... might hurt. I played with guys growing up and more often then not, I would end up slamming myself to the ground or getting hurt... or putting myself in positions to do so... That's how I normally play... but this time I was stressed... so multiply that by 10. Which was me last night. There was a rather nasty phone call from home, about friends but I cannot go into details on it.

So as a result, my mind was completely on the game... and I totally almost killed myself several times. But the more important thing is, I didn't piece some very important pieces of the "setup" until I had been home an hour and talked to my friend about it.

Now personally, I don't believe in coincidence. God is behind every little "coinkydink" as I sometimes call them. But more importantly, several happening in a row... which I realized (at 1 am in the morning last night) that about 9 things happened last night that... couldn't have happened without help.

Here's the REALLY funny thing... stuff like this happens ALL THE TIME TO ME. Hence, My life is a setup. It's filled with utterly Delicious Irony.

I have a feeling God does this me to either teach me a lesson, or get me growing in some way... I wish I could go into more detail, but it's impossible without revealing details from "deep dark secrets of my past." I'm rather open... but I would prefer not sending my life story into the void of the internet... I don't even know if people read this...

Alright, well it's saturday... and Beautiful here in my college town... so I'm going to chill on the front porch and do my devotions...

Katydid out.

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