I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what the legacies of Steve McNair and Michael Jackson should be. Should they be known for what they did on stage or after everybody had gone home? It got me thinking about my own life and how I want to be remembered. It […]
On select Mondays, I’ll link to a post that I consider powerful. These will be a roundup of stories from around the web. Please contact me if you have ideas for future editions. Columnist J.A. Adande had this to tweet after Sunday’s sporting events: Enjoy days like Sunday, with Roger […]
This week’s post is written by a guy who is quickly becoming one of my favorite writers. Kelly Clarkson has provided the intro: Seems like just yesterday You were a part of me I used to stand so tall I used to be so strong. Your arms around me tight […]
Dear Friends, Our second installment of PPM comes from a blogger named Amber. I stumbled across her blog one day while looking for lyrics to the song “Swept Away” and was very impressed with her writing. Since then, we’ve sort of become Internet friends. I had this same post linked […]
I don’t know what you do up here in Northern Indiana. Where I came from, on Friday nights, we used to get in our Dads’ trucks cause they used to build those trucks so that you could run over anything and it wouldn’t hurt them. You know, the old gravel […]
As another NBA season comes to a close, here is a great video of NBA superstars through the years. I love this just as much now as it did when I originally saw it back in 1997. I don’t know what it is, but set just about anything to music […]
Now that the website has (finally) been fully integrated, it’s time to roll out some new content. I’ve decided on a new feature that I’m calling “Powerful Post Monday” – or PPM for short. On select Mondays, I’ll link to a blog post that I consider powerful. These will be […]
Dear Friends, Loved Ones and Everybody Else: I wanted to keep you all informed about some exciting developments at marklamberti.com. First of all, I totally overhauled my blog/website and fully integrated the whole thing to make it an official blebsite. It is, by far, the best my blebsite has ever […]
His major contribution to the world was not a set of aphorisms. He was born in a turdy barn, grew up in a dirty world, got baptized in a muddy river. He put his hands on the oozing wounds of lepers, he let whores brush his hair and soldiers pull it out. He went to dinner with dirtbags, both religious and irreligious. His closest friends were a collection of crude fishermen and cultural traitors. He felt the spittle of the Pharisees on his face and the metal hooks of the jailer’s whip in the flesh of his back. He got sweaty and dirty and bloody – and he took all of the sin and mess of the world onto himself, onto the cross to which he was nailed naked.
In his work and in his words, Jesus is making promises to the beaten, the torn, the broken, the depressed, the desperate, the poor, the orphan, the abandoned, the cheated, the betrayed, the accused, the left-behind.
He is, believe it or not, promising to fix it all.
