Month: April 2014


I don’t write a lot about my faith on here.  Well, actually I do, but it’s generally not as blantant as a snippet of scripture or a quote from some theologian.  But I cry out when I see injustices to the downtrodden, poor, and meek, and that’s because my worldview has been informed by my walk with Christ.

The way I see it, today isn’t just about Christians, and it’s definitely not about the “sinners.”  You see, Christians are sinners too, even those who claim they aren’t.  That’s the point.  The cross, the resurection, the message, the whole thing, it’s about mercy; it’s about grace, and it’s about how we are all sinners and hopelessly lost in our sin without the love of God.

So as we walk through this valley of certain death, let us not get lost in the scenery, in how difficult the journey is or wondering where it’s taking us.  Let’s remember that there is more than what is mortal and yearn for the holiness that will make us lift our eyes and love our God, our fellow man, and ourselves.

Now someone give me cream eggs and jelly beans!!


The Dark Knight Returns… Again and Again

I guess I gotta say this…

The whole Batkid thing has me feeling some mixed emotions.

I guess since I don’t know the kid personally a lot of this is purely speculative, but…  Here’s a kid that through Make-A-Wish got the opportunity to live a day as Batman.  And the whole city of San Francisco turned out to support him, and that was awesome, right?  I mean, what a story!  Even the president made a video on Vine for him.

But then he was supposed to deliver an award at the Oscars with Andrew Garfield (Spiderman), but there were “problems with the script” and Andrew opted to take the kid in his family to Disneyland instead.  But why was he presenting an award in the first place?  Did the kid really want to do that?  Or was it for us?

And now he’s thrown out the first pitch at the Giant’s game, and I have to wonder if the poor kid hasn’t become our Make-A-Wish.  Is this for really about him?  Or is it about us feeling better about ourselves?  Is this just San Francisco trying to cling to a day that was truly magical, making their favorite monkey grind out another dance?  I just worry that this boy’s been turned into a celebrity for his own good or for exploitative reasons (even if there are good intentions paving this road to hell).

And then at the same time there are countless kids out there that get stiffed for their Make-A-Wish.  They get a couple hundred bucks to spend at GameStop or a day riding horses.  And they feel so ill and tired that even those wishes feel like chores.  They aren’t getting this focused media attention, because they didn’t have the marketing this kid’s getting.  Because they don’t have the outpouring of support coming in.  And while that’s a good thing for the reasons they aren’t living under the media’s scrutiny, it’s not very fair.

And then there are the kids we don’t hear as much about.  The ones that make a wish that benefits others.  The kids that ask for donations to be given to a good cause or to the friends that stuck with them through the tough times or for something for mommy or daddy or their brothers or sisters.  The kids that face uncertainty with selflessness.  I’m not saying we need to have a national microscope on these kids, but we could be doing more for their dreams too.

I’m not knocking Make-A-Wish.  I think it’s one of the best programs out there.  They definitely make a difference.  I just don’t know if in this case that it’s really about the kid.

The Five Stages of Grief I Go Through Daily!

Denial – “What could possibly be so important that I have to wake up right now?  There is no way it’s time for me to be up!”

Anger – “I hate the very sound of this stupid alarm!”

Bargaining – “I’m just going to hit snooze.”

Depression – “That couldn’t have been five minutes, but I guess I’ll never get enough sleep ever again.  And why did I stay up so late?!  What’s wrong with me?  I should just face the fact that I’m a slave to the system, doomed to repeat this cycle of sleep depravation.  My life might as well be ‘Groundhog Day.'”

Acceptance – “Alright!  I’m getting up, and I’m going to make the most out of today!  . . . Right after I hit snooze one more time.”