Have you ever seen someone and wondered what their story was? Since, as the saying goes, you can’t judge a book by its cover, you can’t really know anything about a person until you get to know them. Last night I was around a lot of people; over 17,000 to be exact. I was at the Devils-Flyers hockey game (have I ever mentioned that I absolutely LOVE ice hockey). I didn’t think of this last night, but woke up this morning wondering about that. Where do they come from? What do they do for a living? What is their story? I wonder if they believe in God. I wonder if they have a relationship with Him or if it’s a casual relationship; the kind you would have with an acquaintance rather than a close friend. I suppose I will never know, but I can pray for them. God knows them; each one of them were created by Him. That’s pretty cool if you think about it. As a final note: the game was GREAT! The Devils came back from a 3-1 deficit to win going away 5-3. YeeHaa! The nice thing about arenas is I can use my big mouth as much as I want and it doesn’t bother anyone else cause we are all yelling at the same time … when they SCORE!!! rlk
