Saturday, April 18, 2015
Friday, April 17, 2015
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Baseball is "America's game" as Susan Sarandon said in my all time favorite
baseball movie, "Bull Durham." And it is: AMERICA'S GAME. Yesterday was the opening day, at home, for the San Francisco Giants.
The game was really lackluster. The Giants didn't have much spark, for whatever reason. Baseball crowds, however, as a rule, are great. Example: One fan I met had been to opening day with his Dad for 28 years. So hoping he could make one more. Dad died a few days ago.
For us, we were there to honor our good friend, Sharon. Good time, relatively speaking in honoring her. Nick, her husband, had a tee with Sharon's picture on it, very sweet.
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Saturday, April 11, 2015
Peter Wehner, an evangelical, said something like this, "The authorities were constantly at odds with Jesus because He hung out with the wrong people: The despised and the outcast were his congregation. To make matters worse, he claimed the authority of God. Jesus was condemned for being a friend of sinners and cavorting with prostitutes. The proud hated him while the broken flocked to him.
Sunday, April 05, 2015
Happy Easter. Heading out to Easter sunrise service. I always think of my DAD.
When I was growing up, my dad and I went to the Cemetery where they had Easter sunrise services. We would always get there early and sit in the car, usually freezing. I would say, "Dad, why are we doing this?" He would laugh and say something like, "son, just think of it like this. We are having fun." Finally we would get out of the car and walk about a mile to where the services were held. When it was over, Dad would always say. "Now, aren't you glad we came." He would laugh. The last time we went, I was about sixteen. Shortly after then he had a massive stroke. He was a super dad.