Touchdown!

I’m still on team God

My mind still thinks I’m twenty something
But my body disagrees
On earth they say I’m seventy years old, should I be put out to grass?

but I’ve still got my team strip
Name and number on my back
still part of the team God
Not transferred,
Not contracted out
Can’t be bought
Jesus paid the price!

My names still on the team sheet
no longer a running back
More of a ‘keep strolling along’ nowadays…

Still ready to be called upon to make the next play
More cheering on from the dugout rather than a running defence nowadays

Ready for the Super Bowl
That great final game in the sky
Not lifting the rose bowl or the
Vince Lombardi Trophy…

But lifting Gods standard high
In Gods super dome
In Gods super league
Where new team strips are handed out and the streets are paved with gold!
 
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