lover, not a fighter... yep...

okay, so i'm at a get together tonight. lots of people and the item of choice is a fight match. why? i have no idea. i'm not knocking it persay, i mean i sat there and watched as well... talk about hypocritical. i've never watched one like this before. but i did learn what my stand is on it. my viewpoint. now i'm allowed to have one after having watched the entire thing. so here it is.

i'm a lover, NOT a fighter.

never saw that one comin' did ya? but its true. i've settled. yeah, its fun to wrestle around a bit... 'specially when it comes to sheets ;) i'll even do battle with the heavyweight bag 'staring' me down... but otherwise i don't see the point. you get cocky and full of yourself just so that you can slam someone else headlong into pain and despair. the whole point is to bring the other individual to their knees and make them pay for having chosen to willingly enter the "ring" with you. it doesn't make much sense, and then how are you supposed to go about telling that person about Jesus after smearing their blood and sweat all across the floor. seriously, how do you start that conversation??... "so, now that we've kicked each others hineys, let me tell you about the neverending love of a savior..." i don't think so. i can't see Him sitting there cheering on the winner. so i'm signing off of fights. i wonder how many other things i'm going to have to sign-off due to that fact alone. ever wonder about that?

anywho, i don't judge others, be sure to catch that. i just made up my own mind tonight. i'm happy with that. have a g'night.