Sinful Muffin

I never played for Coach Garth except for one time in a random practice when people were trying to see if the kids liked his coaching. Before I left practice, I was told by Mr. Anderson that I should write Mr. Branum a letter, telling him that I didn't want Scott Origas to coach anymore. As a high school freshman, I was infuriated but had no idea of what course of action to take. I just bottled the secrets.


Every single year that I was at CVA there was drama, conflict, and loads of BS arguing about athletics. I lost myself in the rage and saw red countless times during heated basketball games when the Eagles played against Midland or Park View. This inner fury wanted to see the opposing teams consumed and trampled upon. After the games I thought to myself about these feelings. What kind of person am I becoming when these desires are allowed to take control of me? I believe that anyone giving into these vicious ranges of emotion is essentially enabling the Devil to ram his hand up them and work their mouths and minds like a puppet, myself included.


I have never understood the pseudo secret agenda of crafty parents that seem to find purpose in meddling. Our school may as well have been the Middle East, pushing people in and out of power for political causes, none of which I can grasp. All that I know, as a student who has lived in silence and observance to these issues, is that what College View Academy has learned to promote and live for is not right. I knew it the day I was told to support the overthrow of a fellow Adventist coach. And I know it now as I read the comment barrages on FaceBook. Normally I find myself on the liberal sides of most topics. But a logical conservative side of me continues to say that our involvement in competition is wrong. In my four years at CVA, I saw evil dominate the good again and again. It was like a sinful muffin with some good-moment sprinkles on top.


I hold no feelings of contempt for Garth Glissman and I feel awful that we have put him through all the recent negativity. However, my imperfect human side is appalled at the words and actions of parents that were supposed to be an example to the kids and have failed. We've been led on crusades seeking to "be right" and "crush the people that don't agree with us". To my fellow peers and friends, we are better than that. But this is what we become when God is placed second in any area of our lives. I abhor the sports program because it has succeeded thus far in tearing us apart when we are supposed to be living as brothers and sisters, striving TOGETHER for Heaven.


Everyone must decide what is most important. If something is splitting up our school, our families, and our community, then is it worth keeping around? Every single time that CVA tries to turn around, come to God, and make things real, Satan attacks ever harder. This is clearly evident right here, right now as you see the online offenses, beating each other up over trivial matters. It is shameful but it isn't too late. I don't know details on the recently occurring events and I don't care. Everything becomes irrelevant and meaningless in the big picture.


Anything placed above Jesus in our lives is a sin. And that isn't me trying to beat anyone over the head with the Bible. It has remained a truth throughout time. All I desire is the unification of us as a Christian body. Not the division via petty disagreements. Let us reach towards Heaven, change our direction, break our weapons, rip up agendas, and come to Jesus. Let Him build our peace and fellowship. Stop the arguments. Stop the hate. Stop the competition. Don't worry about what anyone else is doing. It begins with you. Start loving.


"My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends". John 15:12-13 NIV




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