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Super Bowl

Just a few hours from now, NFL will kick-in in each television sets and not long after that, champions will be crowned. 

I’ve been watching Kathie Lee Gifford and Hoda in their Friday Funny. Laughed s hard because of this. There was a man who brought his girlfriend with him in an NFL game, after the game he asked the girl if she liked it and she said yes but aside from the big bodies on the ground, she was puzzled about why do they kill each other for a 25-cent. The guy didn’t understand and asked what do you mean? She said, they throw a coin and then they will yell, “get the quarterback”. Language of the game.

Lawn Tennis

Been to a nerve racking college lawn tennis game this week and I was praying with the team as the score of games won was tied at two. The clincher singles will be played by a dear friend and she was matched to the Philippines’ third best in the women’s division. It was hard. This game will either make them undefeated for the whole season which will guarantee them a slot for the finals and at the same time a twice-to-beat advantage. Their loss will make them play the usual route of final four, having to defeat another team for them to qualify to the finals, not bad but it was all about pride. 

God reminded me of my wrong motive in praying. God wanted me to learn that He loves the players and the team whether they win or lose. Significance isn’t measured by how many of your prayer requests were answered by God. God loves you, period. Our view of God must be based on who He really is and must not be based on circumstances.

Our team lost the game, in a heartbreaking fashion. We knew that our matching line-up in the pre-game was not the best but the girls didn’t give up, they played their game until the end—which is more important. How we respond to situations that doesn’t go in our favor. 

When Roy Hibbert was asked who does He want to win between the Seahawks and the Broncos after their game against the Brooklyn Nets recently at their homecourt, he said as long as no one gets injured. I really have to learn how to leave things into God’s hands because He is in charge. Never me in charge because what I always do is try to help out God and what happens is that I get disappointed at the end. And the I realize, I am not God.

“Omaha”
Omaha, known for their best steaks.
The Omaha phenom which the Bronco’s quarterback Peyton Manning yells aloud during the game whatever they call for it, whether it’s a bluff or a real play, there’s always that someone or something that controls us. 
I’m not an expert in football especially its terms since football isn’t very much known in our country because of our over obsession over basketball (my own made up reason). All I know is that the quarterback is the one who calls and directs the offense of a team. The question now is, who calls yours?


All eyes are at MetLife but have you met your life? 



In His Pursuit,
Michelle Aquino <3




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