Ha, little did we know we would soon be those weirdos who play frisbee. And pretty much can't get enough of it.
Why it has captured us, I don't know. Something about running, running, and catching it. And being able to throw it. And then run some more. And watch as hopefully (your team) scores a point.
For one thing, it gives you a good workout. And I need those.
I was scrolling thru my frisbee pictures in Lightroom and ran across the ones of everyone running. Running hard. To be the one to catch the frisbee.
And I started thinking. I want to be found running like that. Running hard in life. When God calls, I am found answering Him in that way.
But in the end, I'm always glad I decided to run after God instead of myself.