Not Normal
Every sports dad in America needs to read this.
As so often happens, I cannot but help think of a Rich lyric.
I’ve seen the very best there ever was, and I’ll tell you, it ain’t worth what it costs.
Author: Vince
Hand-Raisers
In church circles, hand-raisers are those who often express their worship by raising their hands. There are a large variety of hand-raisers, and others have covered those varieties much better than I could; e.g. this Tim Hawkins video gives you a quick rundown. (Hawkins is a comedian who happens to be a Christian, which is an entirely different, and much funnier, thing than a Christian comedian. See also Micheal Jr.)
Moses had some hand-raising friends, too, but of a completely different kind.
Let’s make it every day
Dirty Dozen, Part I
As I mentioned last time, I watched a lot of movies on planes last month. A dozen of them, in fact. Some of them I’d seen before, some of them I hadn’t, a couple of of them I wish I hadn’t after I watched them. You’re on planes for twenty hours one way, what else are you going to do?
Culture Club
We just got back from visiting the kids, so I had a work-week on a plane, 40+ hours between the round-trip. When you have that much time on a plane, you can sleep, you can read, or you can watch movies. You can — I can’t sleep on planes, so that leaves the last two. I’ve found that a plane isn’t very conducive to reading, either; between the uncomfortable seats, the screaming babies and/or their parents, various meals, snacks, waters, etc., and sheer fatigue after ten hours or so, the brain just doesn’t want to process those words.
That leaves movies.
Nervous
A friend sent a picture recently, of the box from a nativity set. In the description on the front of the box, it had the dimensions for Joseph, for Mary, and for … baby. Which kind of misses the point of a nativity set, I think.
Another friend had someone this season tell them all sorts of horrible things about the origins of what we know as Christmas. That someone refused to celebrate it as a result, and instead celebrated Jewish holidays. That seems to me to be going the wrong direction, but whatever.
Christmas makes everyone nervous, sometimes even the ones who share the name of the one whose birth we celebrate.