Futbooool!

I like soccer. This summer sure has done its part to bring it out more in me, too! The church league games have been so much fun! I’ve been screaming like a hooligan and getting all into it. Makes me happy.

I was wondering why I get so into our church games and not professional games. Then the World Cup began…I watched the second half of the Mexico Vs. S. Africa game. Didn’t really get into it more than what came naturally. I was not surprised…Then came the Mexico-France game yesterday.

Wow. I’ve never gotten so into a Pro soccer game! I’ve realized that I get into the church games because I know the guys. I can yell names and such. When I watched the game yesterday, I actually paid attention to who was playing and such. I enjoyed the game SO much!

I’ve always loved soccer…but watching it was another story. Bored me to tears, wondered why folks bothered. I guess if you know whose playing, it becomes like family. People you know and care about to root for. People to yell at when a mistake is made.

Mexicans say, “El Futbol nos une”; “Soccer unites us”…and it’s true. Just takes a lil’ effort that’s all!

Foreign Words

I’m used to understanding all I read. At least the words. Perhaps not always the meaning, but the words I can always make out. English or Spanish, I can tell you what it says.

Yet, when Mama brought back things with labels in French and German, I couldn’t make them out. I was illiterate.

It fascinates me to look at labels in neither of the two languages which are my own. I feel like a child. I practically gawk.

Random Germany connection…Mom said that even in the Catholic churches there were pictures of Luther. We wondered how a man who supposedly contested the sovereignty of the Church could be honored in such a outwardly manner? I thought perhaps it was the fact that this man Luther, no matter what kind of affront he was to the church, gave it its most prized possession.

He translated the Bible into German. No wonder such a man is honored! To go from an elite body of men being the only ones to know the words of the very God you worship to having them in your own hands, your own language- the vernacular!! It amazes me every time I watch Luther (the movie) and never fails to bring tears to my eyes.

How glad I am to have the Word of God in my own language, and not be foreign words on a page.