On Friday, there was a football match between France
and Germany. I'm sure a lot of you watched it. I didn't
but I'd like to share something around that.
When next a game is on, take a look at the players, the
referees, the linesmen and the spectators.
Out of all these category of people, the only people who
don't wear a wrist watch are the players on the field.
They get into the pitch and play their hearts out knowing
that even though they don't know the exact time, the
exact minute the game will end and the whistle will be
blown, they are conscious of the fact that the game will
definitely end when the one holding the time blows his
whistle.
I liken this to our race here on earth.
We are on the pitch of play called life.
And even though we all wear wrist watches, they are just
a man-made device to guide our daily activities and give
us a sense of timing. The one who holds time is
somewhere waiting and watching us play our game on
the pitch of life.
He has a whistle. When the time is up, by HIS own
timing, He will blow the whistle and the game will be
over and then winners and loosers will emerge and
rewards will be given to deserving players.
It is only after the referee's whistle has sounded that I
notice people weep or jubilate.
They cry and gnash their teeth because, it's all over! The
game is over and the time is up! They weep because
they see missed opportunities, missed scoring chances,
but by that time, the time is up! The game is over.
And those who celebrate do so because they won the
match. They were adjudged winners and deserving of
the much - contested trophy.
Let me encourage you today, dear friends, that your
wristwatch is not the time.
Oh no its not!
The time is with the one who created time and only HE
determines when the time starts and stops for each one
of us.
With this in mind, let's strive for mastery and reach for
the goal as we play on the pitch of life...
The play is still on
I sense we have long returned from our half-time break.
I sense that we may perhaps be in our extra time, just
incase we will capitalise on the extra time to hit the goal
correctly....
Tick - tack-tick-tack... Time is going...
It is not our wristwatch that's reading, it's God's time
ticking away....
Play your game well.
Play it with utmost concentration.
Shut out the spectators who are either cheering or
jeering.
Keep your eyes on the goal post .
Play hard!!!
and Germany. I'm sure a lot of you watched it. I didn't
but I'd like to share something around that.
When next a game is on, take a look at the players, the
referees, the linesmen and the spectators.
Out of all these category of people, the only people who
don't wear a wrist watch are the players on the field.
They get into the pitch and play their hearts out knowing
that even though they don't know the exact time, the
exact minute the game will end and the whistle will be
blown, they are conscious of the fact that the game will
definitely end when the one holding the time blows his
whistle.
I liken this to our race here on earth.
We are on the pitch of play called life.
And even though we all wear wrist watches, they are just
a man-made device to guide our daily activities and give
us a sense of timing. The one who holds time is
somewhere waiting and watching us play our game on
the pitch of life.
He has a whistle. When the time is up, by HIS own
timing, He will blow the whistle and the game will be
over and then winners and loosers will emerge and
rewards will be given to deserving players.
It is only after the referee's whistle has sounded that I
notice people weep or jubilate.
They cry and gnash their teeth because, it's all over! The
game is over and the time is up! They weep because
they see missed opportunities, missed scoring chances,
but by that time, the time is up! The game is over.
And those who celebrate do so because they won the
match. They were adjudged winners and deserving of
the much - contested trophy.
Let me encourage you today, dear friends, that your
wristwatch is not the time.
Oh no its not!
The time is with the one who created time and only HE
determines when the time starts and stops for each one
of us.
With this in mind, let's strive for mastery and reach for
the goal as we play on the pitch of life...
The play is still on
I sense we have long returned from our half-time break.
I sense that we may perhaps be in our extra time, just
incase we will capitalise on the extra time to hit the goal
correctly....
Tick - tack-tick-tack... Time is going...
It is not our wristwatch that's reading, it's God's time
ticking away....
Play your game well.
Play it with utmost concentration.
Shut out the spectators who are either cheering or
jeering.
Keep your eyes on the goal post .
Play hard!!!
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