Politicians, knives and Twitter.

Politicians, including our favorite, Ahnold, are finding that the Twitter sword cuts both ways.

Ah... the joys of social networking. The whole "140 characters or less" concept was supposed to help communication, not muddle it up even further.

A note for church workers who tweet: what's bad for the goose is much worse for the church gander.

Politicians, knives and Twitter.

iPhone apps? Whatever...

So many of my christian brothers and sisters own iPhones. Anyone who casually reads this blog knows that I feel real christians use BlackBerry devices... but I feel that I must soften my stance a bit. Now, I simply see iPhones users as misguided. It will still be a struggle to fellowship with them, but someone's got to do it. Especially since LifeChurch has created additional strife by streaming services to iPhones, as in iPhones only (for now, I hope).

Whatever. Thanks a lot, Brandon! Now BJ, Ron, Amanda, Danny and Pamela Edwards all have bragging rights.

Ron is one of these misguided people. Still, if anyone can use his iPhone as a ministry tool, it's Ron. And despite my misgivings, I caught myself enjoying an article about another iPhone bible. As if there not enough compelling reasons as to why the iPhone can be a powerful ministry companion.

It goes to show: the gospel can be propagated. Even on the iPhone. I still will throw rocks at Ron and BJ.

iPhone apps? Whatever...

Furniture, Race and Music

Twitter/FaceBook buddy Pastor Ben Cotten always finds these gems...

Wow. I guess High Point is a melting pot. At least, as far as furniture is concerned.

One somewhat unrelated thought was the fact that one thing that does surely help one overcome prejudice (or at least shields it for a season) is money. Don't read too much into my ramblings here... this really has nothing to do with the ad. However, I do believe that nothing strips away the facade of tolerance than some hard times.

Ah... let us bask in the musical stylings of the crew at the The Red House...

Furniture, Race and Music

Hate to wait...

I am not big on waiting. I was a preemie at birth, and ever since then, patience has never been my strong suit.

That is why this simple, short blog post from Amanda Sims speaks to me. It's also a reason she has made my "People I dislike..." shortlist. Stay tuned for that...

Thanks, A!

Hate to wait...

Why?

It's the beautiful game... and I love to coach it.

Growing up, my dad couldn't wield the pigskin, or dribble a basketball, and he was probably more acquainted with cricket than baseball... but he knew how to play football -- real football. My earliest memories consist of him showing me the basics outside our home in Minnesota.

People don't understand the immense honor and privilege it is to have the opportunity to coach and teach young people. Coaching youth sports is the ultimate elixir; it makes you a better person.

You see both sides of the coin. When you do right, there is no losing. You might come up on the wrong side of a result, but there are a million potential victories in every loss. Sometimes, it's hard to find them... but that's why finding them is so much sweeter.

I thought playing the game was great. After I got hurt, I missed the action. To this day, I can't walk by a set of goals without a sense of hunger.

But nothing compares to the look of a 12 yr-old who looks up at you with complete trust. In that instant, you are humbled by the sheer weight of the situation. Hey Coach: you are it. In that space of time, practice or game, you are influencing a young person's life. You are teaching them. And, if you are blessed enough to recognize the opportunity, you also teach yourself.

You see, long after the whistle, long after the cupcakes and ice cream, it is so much more than the leather sphere, boots and gloves. It's about fellowship, family and sharing love for the beautiful game.

That's why I do it.



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