I love football. I really do. I love the fall weather during the season, tailgating for games, and a watching a good old fashioned form tackle. I played the sport in both middle school and high school, and I would watch it every day of the week if I could. Even amidst all the National Anthem controversy and the concussion injuries, I still love to watch the Chiefs, especially when their offense puts up 40 points a game.

More importantly, every year, when football is back, and my favorite team loses a really tough game, it is a reminder for me of where my heart is at. Right when I’m about to let a tough loss ruin my whole day, I am reminded that this isn’t where I am fulfilled, and I thank God for that. Because if I gave my heart to football, and then saw the Chiefs lose yet another playoff game with a good pool of talent, I might hit rock bottom.

But my fulfillment is in Christ, and His saving Passion, Death and Resurrection. And when I give my heart to Him, rather than something else, I am able to watch football, and leave it be after it’s done, and continue on with my life. In fact, I’m able to enjoy the sport much more when I recognize it’s proper role in my life. 

It’s a good question to ask ourselves. Where do we give our heart? Where are we fully invested? We all have something that tempts to steal our heart away from the One “who loved [us], and gave Himself for [us].” (Galatians 2:20) And when we do give in to that temptation, we are no longer able to live life to the fullest, because a finite thing has captured our immaterial soul. We need the infinite, and giving our heart to Him before all else is a daily battle, especially during football season.