FOG

As I was making the 45 minute drive into the money maker this morning, there was quite a bit of ground fog out in our part of Texas. Driving along, getting closer to the busy streets, the big buildings, the traffic, the fog quickly disappeared. The sun was coming up and all I had on my mind was that the Son died so that I could make that drive this morning. So that I could live, breathe, fart, burp, work, play, love, laugh, hurt, cry, dance, stand, worship, pray, listen, talk, and the list goes on and on and on like a long Monday at the work place.

Then the phone call came in this morning. The phone call that I would miss. The caller left a message asking me to call him back as quickly as possible. This man, a man I have never met, held the news that I had hoped to one day hear: working a championship game at Kyle Field. The man, a football official over in Cowtown, called and asked if I would be interested in working some football games that could potentially lead to one of the biggest dreams I have ever dared to dream, calling a football game in Kyle Field. I was shaking, had goose bumps, sure I sounded silly, all because of a big dream. Now you may wonder what dreams of calling football at Kyle Field and fog have to do with each other: keep reading.

The Favor Of God has fallen upon my life so many times over the last couple of years, and strangely, it has been centered around officiating football. The Lord uses all things for good, the scripture tells us.

I was and still am completely flabbergasted by this opportunity and must make the most of it. You see, the way my eyes see things, life is all about opportunities. Opportunities presented to us from the Most Gracious God above. We are called to be His witnesses everywhere we go, whether it be home, work, a football field, we are given opportunities to fulfill our purpose on this earth.

I hope to make the absolute best of the potential opportunity and what it will take to make that happen.

Let the FOG roll in folks!

Peace peeps,

Big D