In Correction

to my latest blog. No, I'm not taking back Mrs. Varat's comment, she has always loved me more. Coach Hendrix said my blog sucked BECAUSE I was talking about the North Charleston game. I can't really blame him for that, it must have been a pretty somber read.

Spring break starts in three days and I couldn't be more excited. I'm going to conclude this blog and get back to Nancy's pimento cheese. Here's more Cup pictures!

Biffle.



Future classmates.

Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.
James 4 : 7

The Carolina Cup

Was a success! Considering it rained the past two years, I'll accept the wind this year. It's much more enjoyable.

Big sis, and some random freaks I don't know...

In other news, I've had two people publicly acknowledge my blog. Coach Hendrix said "your blog sucks," again. And Gina Silver Varat, my Furman Child Development Center teacher, which I guess you would consider a day care? Not sure, but we'll save those stories for another day. Anyways, Mrs. Varat had this to say at the cup "Zack, I follow yours and Callies blogs, Mainly yours though. You were always my favorite Neal, and the better student. Keep on rocking." Thanks for the encouragement Mrs. Varat, you're the best.

Whether you eat, drink, or whatever you do, do it for the Glory of God.
1 Corinthians 10 : 31.

It's pretty sad

how I dwell over the North Charleston game. For those of you who don't know, lets take it back a little. Its the second round of playoffs and Camden (8-3) is traveling to undefeated North Charleston (11-0). This team has a mixture of playmakers who all play a variety of positions in different formations. We're playing in the outfield of a baseball field, with the south endzone backing up to the ghetto. I couldn't even find a bathroom before the game, I peed in the bushes behind home plate. These obviously are not conditions that we're used to, you might even say we're spoiled playing in a place as historical as Zemp. Home of seven state Championships and over 80 years of Camden High School football, this place is legendary.

But, back to the game. We're tied going into the 4th quarter, and then the wheels just fall off. At the final whistle we've lost by 30. I still wonder how it all happened. Probably one of the most embarrassing moments in the history of the gold and black, we didn't play bulldog football. As a player, and hopefully future coach, I want to erase this game from my memory, but for some reason I can't. Maybe its because I own the only copy of game film that was made (which I only pull out when the Jimster isn't at home, like now when he's on the way to Wofford for a football convention), or maybe its because of the friendships I've made on that football team and how I don't want to lose a second of those memories. Whatever it is, I think the North Charleston game will haunt me for quite a while.

Watching this film reminds me that I've cried three times in the past two years. Once after the North Charleston game my Junior year, knowing I would never suit up to play ball with the guys I had grown to love. Then again at the Marlboro County playoff game my sophomore year, for the same reason as the North Charleston game. And then at the last game of the regular season my Sophomore year, because I knew Callie would never cheer at Zemp again.

Praise be to the LORD God, the God of Israel, who alone does marvelous deeds. Praise be to his glorious name forever; may the whole earth be filled with his glory. Amen and Amen. Psalm 72:18-19

D-now

was amazing. It was a great weekend just hanging out with the guys and learning more about our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. It was an amazing weekend, even though I had to leave Saturday morning for a track meet, I got back just in time for ultimate frisbee.

Not that much really going on lately. Church softball is beginning, so that's something to be excited about! And the cup is in two weeks, so that's another exciting thing.

Then he said to them all: "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me." Luke 9:23

I like your shoes

I wish I had shoes like that. My momma always told me you could tell a lot about someone by their shoes. Where their goin, where they've been.

I spent this past weekend in Anderson with the Speaks family for a volleyball tournament. It was pretty great, Maggie's team one the whole thing and Tripp and I were world class ball-boys. I guess we get it from our football ball-boy days. We were ball-boys for chs for eight years and only lost three balls in those 8 seasons. Thats high quality.

First Baptist Church of Camden is having a Discipleship Now event this upcoming weekend and thats something I'm pretty excited about.

God is a righteous judge, a God who expresses his wrath every day. Psalm 7:11

JL

I love Peyton Bullard!! I realized this while sitting in Junior Leadership this morning. Judge me. I hope one day I can be apart of the Bullard fam. I've added a map showing how Peyton and I met. Its interactive, so play around with it, but don't play around with love.

"And there are three that remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love." 1 Corinthians 13:13

Its not that

I'm not an Olympic fan. I'm all for chanting USA and watching curling, but for two weeks the the biggest loser has taken the back burner and hasn't been aired.

The biggest loser is possibly my favorite show on television. I'm not sure if its because the people are changing their lives, or because of how insane the workouts they do are. Butttt anyways, the show is back on tonight and I'm currently watching it. Mike is going for a record tonight, the fastest person to ever lose 100 pounds while at the ranch. He's my favorite person on the show, so all is well.

Pretty average day, Essay in English 101 for the exam and that class is done. Pretty awesome.

Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. Instead, you ought to say, "If it is the Lord's will, we will live and do this or that." James 4:14-15