"Walk By Faith, Not By Sight" 2 Corinthians 5:7
Today was my last basketball class, and I don’t know about anyone else, but I’m pretty sure I got progressively worse as the semester went on. I went from being able to shoot ans make it to not even getting close to the hoop. About two weeks ago I split open my hand on the basketball…not someone’s fingernail, but on the BALL. What? Needless to say, I’m happy that the class is over. Don’t get me wrong, basketball is my favorite sport and will always be, but I’m glad to be done with a class full of guys who probably face palm and shake their heads as I trip over my own feet, running after the ball. I still wonder how I’m a successful dancer.