The other day I had a conflict between my heart and my head. It turns out that my heart won.

This kind of conflict happens when you know something to be true or something seems to be logical, but you want or wish for a different outcome. 

On the outset you would think that isn’t a fair fight at all. Truth and logic should win out every time. In reality, however, it doesn’t always happen.

The truth is that I know the dish of M&M’s on the table over there is not good for me. That’s a fact. But I really feel like tasting that peanut, coated in chocolate, covered in a hard candy shell. 

Guess what won that fight? I downed about seven or eight of them before I could stop myself. 

The truth and feelings fight may never be fair but somehow feelings wins the day way more than we would think. 

It’s like an underdog win. We never expect it to even be close, but sometimes we root for the underdog and we are really happy when it wins.

Yesterday I watched the Super Bowl. I knew some information about the two teams and I knew the odds. 

The favourite team was the Kansas City Chiefs; the underdone was the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. 

The two quarterbacks were at the center of the ranking. The Chiefs’ quarterback is young, brilliant and makes plays out of nothing, scrambling out of trouble to gain yards. The Buccaneers’ quarterback is old (in terms of football), crafty, wise and has all the experience the young quarterback lacks. 

I had watched the two teams play during the season and I was convinced, like the odds makers, that Kansas City would beat Tampa Bay … but my heart wanted the Buccaneers to win for Tom Brady, their quarterback. 

He’s already won six Super Bowls – one more win and it would put him in a category by himself. He won’t have too many more chances to make it happen. He’s my boy, so my heart was with Tom Brady and the Buccaneers.

As for Patrick Mahomes, the Chiefs’ quarterback, he has won one already, and with his whole career ahead of him, he will undoubtedly win more. Both he and his team were so skilled, though, I really didn’t think they could possibly lose. 

When it came down to game time, I didn’t have any doubts. Chiefs would win, even though I wanted the Bucs to pull it off. 

In the end, against the odds, the underdogs won the game. … My heart won over my head. 

And an ironic thing took place in the game. The team that should have won, the team that was picked as the favourite, let their emotions, their feelings, get the better part of them. 

They got into penalty trouble and, though I’m not saying it’s what cost them the game, their emotions or feelings were a detriment to their game. 

As for me, there is no weeping over the fact my heart won over my head. I’m quite happy with the outcome. 

Here’s the thing: Sometimes you will have an agenda before you. You will be on a time constraint. But then you feel that there is someone you need to care for, a call you should make, a kind deed you should do. That’s God nudging you, trying to get you to let your feelings win over your head. Make sure you follow your feelings in those cases. You will be happy you did. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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