Being a sports fan can be brutal. How many times has your favorite team broke your heart? How many times did they "snatch defeat from the jaws of victory?" When I moved to Minnesota I became a Vikings fan. I was warned by lifelong fans, those who'd seen their share of heartbreak, I'd regret it. Following them over the 14 years I lived in the state left me with a condition I'll call "the trauma of uncertainty." Not knowing the outcome of any situation can be nerve racking, but it's even worse with a bad defense. One

"Do not think that I came to bring peace on earth. I did not come to bring peace but a sword.  For I have come to set a man against his father, a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law’;  and a man’s enemies will be those of his own household.’  He who loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me. And he who loves son or daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me.  And he who does not take his cross and follow after Me is