Tebow

I watched a special on E! recently about Tebow's "rise to fame". In the show one of the commentators stated that everyone is waiting for Tebow to slip up. Basically insinuated waited for him to be caught drinking or getting a girl pregnant.But here is the thing. That won't hat happen. He was raised Southern Baptist. They don't fall of the tracks. They follow what they see ass the word of God and do not stray. They see the things but in front of them , setting them up to fail as the devil trying to get them. They see it as a challenge from the Lord. They do no see it as everyday life as things people that are not from the south or the church do , see as normal everyday life. I think Tebow has shown over and over again the strength of his character, of his life choices, of who he is. He won't falter. He will always be the kind, giving , strong young man he is. Get off his back, he will not change. You know what? Don't get off his back , he will drag you and everyone else on his back to Calvary.

        He sees life in a much bigger picture than most. Every action you do or do not so is watched by the Lord. He knows that for every autograph he doesn't sign that breaks a child's heart the Lord is watching him. He knows that when he gets angry that he choses the right way to express himself not using ugly nasty words that hurt Gods heart but words that help to change what is going on. I love him not only because he is a Gator down to his core but because he loves God and will never turn from Him and never be afraid to show anyone and everyone what the true path is.

Growing Up Catholic

I was born in NYC into a very Catholic family. My parents weren't overly religious in fact I don not remember my father ever being in church nor my mother, other then weddings funerals and my First Holy Communion, and maybe my reconciliation. My grandmothers went to church. Grandma Jeanie when she was healthy enough and Grandma Nellie all the time. I never went to church much in fact in all my teenage years and young adult years I was wiccan.But then I grew up and things changed. When we moved to Alabama we found out there was no real catholic churches around here , plus Greg refused to go to a catholic church because of the rigidity and the reputation. We attended an Episcopal church when we could with Greg's schedule and that whole pesky i couldn't drive because I didn't know how thing.Eventually that faded out with a busy life and a growing small child.And then being pregnant and working full time in a restaurant there was no church for a few years.
Right after Brayden was born we were invited to a friends Baptist church for an Independence Day BBQ cookout and service. I had never been to a Baptist church before. It wasn't how I imagined it. Not even close. I thought like most catholics think of the crazy "praising" and laying hands and what not kind of thing you see in the movies. It was nothing like that at that church. It can get a little much sometimes but not like I had imagined. We never went every week. We did go most off and on for 2 years at that church. We stopped because i could not take the preacher railing on gays every week ( my pet peeve about ch Baptists they hate gays). A few months later we started going to a vary big very loud Baptist church about a half hour away.That was great until the pastor betrayed friends that we have known for as long as we lived here. Did them more wrong then I ever thought a pastor could. So we left and didn't go to church again for a few weeks.
After a few weeks we went to a church with friends of ours from the original church who had also left and whose son played tee ball with Kaitlyn. That was almost a year ago and we have only missed a few Sundays since.I am even a teacher for the Bible drill team there. Things all happen for a reason . I love my church. It makes me happy and it makes the Lord happy. Still have a problem with gays being attacked for how the Lord made them but that is a story for another day.