victory and defeat
On this, the day following this year’s NCAA championship game and living in the great commonwealth of Kentucky, I can’t help but be painfully aware of the angst some of my fellow natives are feeling today. Yes, the University of Louisville achieved victory last night and some other team was forced to accept defeat. From the small details I’ve picked up here and there, that other team, Michigan something I think, played well enough, but just couldn’t quite hack it. Obviously, my sports knowledge is lacking, but I’d say at this point that pretty much covers the basics. I’m not a sports person, but I think even if I were my mind would have been elsewhere as I rose this morning. As I look out across my front yard at the world coming to life with the many-thousandth springtime miracle, my thoughts are drawn away to death and defeat. For the past few weeks, I’ve considered our adversary, Satan, and how he works on us. How he goes to and fro. How he seeks our children, our