Earlier this month, I stumbled upon a Google Chrome extension that tells you when people unfriend you on Facebook. Though not for the faint of Facebook friendship heart, I immediately found this concept awesome. What a great way to have an idea if something you posted recently really offended someone […]
Last week I asked ESPN’s fantasy football analyst Stefania Bell whether I should start Corey Dillon on Antowain Smith at RB. This week, I asked Steve Grogan or Hugh Millen at QB. She seems to be ignoring me. Incidentially, not sure how many people remember this, but Hugh Millen’s nickname […]
Quick thoughts on tonight’s NKOTBSB performance at the American Music Awards: NKOTBSB performance was choppy but riveting. I was moving my hips like “yeah!” Nodding my head like “YEAH!” (And that makes me larger than life). What happened to “Step 5” in “Step by Step?” Was it because Jonathan Knight […]
When I was in High School, I love, love, loved Oldies music. I liked it so much, I actually taped an infomercial for Dick Clark’s Rock N’ Roll era and watched it over and over. Who tapes an infomercial? Me. I did. I loved seeing the footage and hearing the […]
Every now and then when you’re on stage, you can hear the best sound that a player can hear. It is a sound you can’t get in movies or in television. It is the sound of a wonderful, deep silence that means you’ve hit them where they live. – Shelley Winters
I go back and forth on Twitter. I really do. Sometimes, I think it’s great. Other times, I wish it would self-implode. I’m so tired of being advertised to, pithy sayings about success and minor details into the lives of people I don’t even know. Rather than trying to fight […]
There’s a wideness in God’s mercy I cannot find in my own And He keeps His fire burning To melt this heart of stone Keeps me aching with a yearning Keeps me glad to have been caught In the reckless raging fury, That they call the love of God
After an operation on Friday and not being able to do anything but look at the ceiling, I finally have some time to update this blog with some news and notes. It was about the fourth time I’ve needed stitches in my life. The first was when I was a […]
As you might have noticed, this blog has taken a turn in direction lately. I was tired of what felt like boring and uninspired posts (see my book reviews) and wanted to only post things that I, if a reader, would be interested in viewing. The number #1 quality I […]
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.
