Great time at the concert.
This weekend was good. It was great. It was God-centered.
Saturday was I lucky enough to get a shift switch so I can attend the stretcher bearer seminar at church. The entire idea is that we as Christians can’t try to take on everything, but we can always do the little things, carry and encourage one another. We are there as supporters and through that, we can build and praise God.
It’s a time for us to change our lives and look big picture by doing the little things that we can do. God does God’s part, we do our part. And through that, we can truly lift each other up.
Happy birthday to my favorite Beatle ever! You were so awesome in so many ways! I miss you.
Is Black History Month good or bad? It’s kind of both.
Growing up and attending elementary school, we were always taught about the importance of Black History Month. And I was all for it. We learned about Harriet Tubman, Crispus Attucks, MLK and all the important black people in American history. It was cool, I learned a lot and it was good.
But as the years went on in my life and now I am in my 20s, I start to rethink Black History Month. Is it important anymore? Do we still need it?
This is a tough subject because there are two arguments for it and I am on the fence because I agree with both.
First, let me show you what sparked my desire to write this entry. Check this out.
It’s almost fully planned. The Spring Training trip that I thought I’d never ever get a chance to do could happen.
Tickets to two games (vs Giants, vs Rockies) have been bought. Hotel has been reserved. Initial itinerary all written up. Just fine details need to be set as me and my friends are working on trying to see how much time we have to do what and whatnot.
I have 2/28-3/3 off from work, so I know that this is my only chance probably ever to go see the A’s in Phoenix.
With that in mind, I am hoping the final pieces get figured out soon so I can just not worry, get ready to be a part of this fantastic trip. Heck, I might even go see the Indians play! I know I’ll eat well on this trip. Photos will come. Oh baby!!!
It’s a mystery that I have wondered recently. What if. What if?
I know I am too young to even understand or even realize what it would have been like. But now today when I listen, I wonder what it would have been like.
Your voice enchants me. I close my eyes and I can picture the magical journey the words take me. It also helps that your outfits are just as mystical as your voice.
If I was born earlier, I would have been quite the obsessive fan. I would have bought every single album you were a part of. I would listen all through the night, picturing what it would be like to go to your show. What it would be like if I somehow ran into you after a show. What would I do? How would I act? Would I even get a chance to talk to you?
Like you sang that one time, I feel that were the white-winged dove. You stood out more than anyone else. Your smile, your outfit, your voice. Nobody else caught my attention like you.
Plus we came from kind of the same place. That’s pretty cool.
One of my favorite things to do is to see how other people define Jesus. What is the image of Jesus they have in their mind and hearts? One way to see that is through film.
I’ve seen a lot of Jesus movies over the years. I’ve seen a lot of Jesus sketches and everything in between. There’s a certain image or portrayal of Jesus that I continue to see through most of these films: He’s unreal.
And that’s not a bad thing. Jesus was unreal in a sense that He was something that we had never seen before. He was out of this world (figuratively, literally, bothly) and because of that, it’s hard to characterize Him because we have never dealt with anyone like Him. But when I see these films, it’s the fact that He’s more God than human really surprises me. Is that how we view Him? Is he more God than human even though He is equally both?
Actually, it’s more of what are you doing here with that windup? I’m confused as to how it works. He looks down when he throws. Yet it works.
I haven’t heard about him in three years, so I don’t even know where he’s been and if he’s been good in that time.
But hey, the A’s can always try to get new arms. And even better, he and Hiro Nakajima could be BFFs.