Death Race

So the second movie I’m almost ashamed to say I watched :-P was a flick called Death Race, but I was board and it turned out to not be so bad :-p But the main character, who was for all intents and purposes someone who did what he had to do to protect his daughter said this in the end:  “Someone once asked me; did I think I was the best future for my little girl? Somethin’ I thought about for a long time, and this is what I decided. No one in this world is perfect, I know I’m not, but I love her more than anyone else possibly could, in the end, that’s all that matters.” I admired the idea of giving everything for someone you love, and before in our safe little world, I didn’t know how to do that, but now I see as my pastor so often said, that we are at war with sin. I’m not fighting to be good enough, in the end God’s the only one who decides who lives or dies, I’m not fighting because I have to, I can sit back fat and happy and let the world pass me by. I’m fighting out of love, to bless and provide. I’m fighting not because my God or loved one’s won’t accept me and love me regardless, but because I love them, and I will be stong!