Archive for October, 2013

Hollywood-Free Red Sox Victory

October 31, 2013

First of all, congratulations to the 2013 Boston Red Sox, for their very improbable worst-to-first turn around.

I’m still in shock, as the season was just one highlight reel after another.

What I found most refreshing about the final game, was a complete lack of Hollywood celebrities on-screen.

To me, there’s nothing worse than a network that shows the reaction of every “star” at a championship game.

As if what they feel is more important than what the loyal fan has gone through all year.

Is it possible that Fox Sports ignored them, even though many were in attendance?

Hard to tell.

Either way, I’m going to make a bold prediction.

Within 5 minutes of Trick or Treat beginning in your town tonight, bearded children with Red Sox caps will be haunting you for candy.

They’re the stars who matter most…I can’t wait to fall all over them.

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We Don’t Know How to Pray

October 30, 2013

For something Christians are supposed to do “without ceasing,” isn’t it odd the Bible also teaches we’re most likely doing it wrong?

Check this out.

Romans 8:2

Brothers and sisters:
The Spirit comes to the aid of our weakness;
for we do not know how to pray as we ought,
but the Spirit himself intercedes with inexpressible groanings.
And the one who searches hearts
knows what is the intention of the Spirit,
because he intercedes for the holy ones
according to God’s will.

I saw a photo this morning that gave me hope.

Like a child trusting his mother or father, we really don’t need to fully comprehend what’s happening around us.

Simple faith, to embrace God’s will, causes the world (even our enemies) to look on with awe.

It’s that easy.

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Good Manners Even When Abused

October 29, 2013

One of the hardest things we as Christians have to do is maintain our composure when others are abusing us.

It’s much easier to return anger for anger and further confrontations.

Only those like Earline Davis, depicted in the video below, win universal admiration, even after the world says they’ve lost.

Please have your kids watch this video to show them what a true professional can do.

It even has a happy ending, as Earline puts the praise right where it belongs, while never once criticizing her enemies.

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Fox Sports Epic Flop

October 28, 2013

There’s no doubt Red Sox fans had their prayers answered late last night.

After four hours of nail-biting excitement, capped off by a Jonny Gomes 3-run homer, and an all hands on deck pitching performance, the climax of the 2013 World Series game 4 was something we all deserved to witness.

But we didn’t.

In a very ironic way, the night before, when the Boston 9 lost on a weird obstruction call, which none of the players saw, only the fans, thanks to replay…this was an ending that only the players saw, not the TV viewers.

Sure, about 40,000 red-shirted patrons saw it too, but considering the amount of money Fox Sports pays to broadcast the World Series, world-wide, I’m willing to bet there’s a producer with more than a bit of egg on his face right now.

If you stayed up well past your bed time, like I did, you too missed the greatest and first ever game-ending pick-off in World Series history.

What you did get to see were two young ladies modeling a Cardinals hat and blanket.

As long as the MLB is going to review the obstruction rule, I vote they also reconsider some broadcasting protocol.

How about this one…when it’s the bottom of the 9th in any game, and timeout has not been called, when showing attractive women in the stands, it can only be done by split screen…that way we get it all.

What’s my moral/spiritual point today?

John 20:29

Then Jesus told him, “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.”

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Heaven is For Children

October 27, 2013

For the most part, Pat Benatar had it wrong.

Children were created for Heaven.

Her song, Hell Is For Children, speaks more about where their sadness comes from.

Until of course, Our Lord takes them home.

For whatever reason God sees to have young ones taken away, He leaves adults with hearts broken, beyond description…even for those who choose Hellish abortions…parental mourning is inescapable.

Yesterday I had the honor of attending the Funeral Mass for a 6-year-old named Joshua.

He told his folks on several occasions that a famous New Testament Saint had been talking to him in his bedroom about Jesus…and baseball.

This young boy seemed healthy, but for reasons unknown, he suffered an ailment and passed away within a week.

Joshua’s dad gave the most courageous eulogy I’ve ever heard, as he described his son’s love for Fire Trucks, and his baby sibling who he kissed daily, seven months along in his mother’s womb.

As hundreds cried through it, this brave father spoke firmly of Christ and the Resurrection.

All Children go to heaven, no matter how excellent, or weak, their parents may be.

You don’t need our prayers Joshua, we need yours.

Have a great time hitting baseballs off of Fire Trucks up there too.

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Uncle Tanoose–Hurt by Obamacare

October 26, 2013

Growing up Lebanese-American in the 60’s we had a few heroes.

First of course was comedian/singer Danny Thomas.

A regular character on his TV show, Make Room for Daddy, was over-the-top uncle Tanoose.

He always reminded me of my own Umoos…easily roused, instantly offended and outrageously animated.

When I watched the video below, about a School Superintendent named Danny Tanoos, in Indiana, I had to feature him in today’s post.

Good job remaining relatively calm Superintendent Tanoos.

We Lebs know what you’re really feeling inside.

Uncle Tanoose

Something Devilish Following You

October 25, 2013

My oldest son was looking to buy or lease a new mini-van.

I started looking around on the internet for special offers.

Ever since that day, every page I surf to is promoting mini-vans.

That’s no coincidence.

As I read the article below, about how a new program will allow internet users like us to see who’s watching our every move, I thought about our enemy.

http://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/gadgets-and-tech/news/mozillas-lightbeam-tool-will-expose-who-is-looking-over-your-shoulder-on-the-web-8902269.html

The objective of these spy-like programs is to enhance sales.

Sounds simple, except for one thing.

They learned this technique from the Devil.

He’s keen to what we want…and remembers that as he orders his minions to tempt us.

Now, before you call me Water Boy for calling Dick Clark Satan, think about this…have you ever noticed when you’ve repented of a certain sin, that same temptation comes up and slaps you up-side the head more often than normal?

Just like God watches us, so too does Satan and his band of not so merry men.

Know this…you’re being solicited daily, and not just by marketing software.

Resist the Devil and he will flee from you.

Resist surfing the net and you might die from withdrawal…but if that’s where your sin begins…close the laptop lid and toss it in the Jordan River seven times…then move to Botswana.

Father of the Bride Economics

October 24, 2013

With the out of control federal deficit that President Obama thinks is good for America, those of us smart enough not to be under his Pollyana-like spell, realize an economic crisis is racing toward us like a cliff at 90 mph.

I can’t say Mitt Romney would win in 2016, but to me, much of what he stood for in 2012 is more viable now than ever.

Out of curiosity I called the Obamacare 800 number the other day.

The first question asked was “What State are you from?”

When I said “Massachusetts” I was provided a different phone number.

Lucky me, at least Romneycare is a working program.

Democrats have very little to tout for their mid-terms, other than hatred for Ted Cruz. (They hate him because he’s Hispanic…turnaround is fair play.)

Their accomplishments have come at a high expense.

Remember the movie Father of the Bride?

The blushing daughter felt the need to burn through daddy’s money, as her dreams for a utopia-like celebration surpassed everyone else’s.

Obama is that bride–the American taxpayer is the Father.

Selling the President’s Anger

October 23, 2013

The Obamacare “glitches” are giving America a view into the President’s more common way of governing.

We’re being told “he’s mad,” as if it’s something rare and unique.

I guess we’re supposed to believe his anger had nothing to do with every other scandal, like the NSA spying, the IRS abuse of power against conservatives, the roughing up of A.P. reporters, the Benghazi void of military support for American heroes, and on, and on, and on.

Every battle for Obama is personal…like a football player getting even with a team that cut him for being too slow.

His over-the-top sales pitch yesterday even has rank and file news pundits mocking his infomercial.

Check out this story from the Washington Post.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/dana-milbank-in-obamacare-speech-obama-makes-a-desperate-sales-pitch/2013/10/21/8d47edfa-3a91-11e3-a94f-b58017bfee6c_story.html

Mr. President…please get mad at few other things.

Government waste.

Lack of transparency.

Out of control national debt.

Then folks might actually believe you’re sincerity.

As for me, I’m not buying.

Don’t Think With Ink

October 22, 2013

True story.

My great-aunt was abducted by Gypsies as a young girl in Lebanon.

When she was finally returned to the family, her little forearms had been inked with a flower pattern.

We loved her dearly, but it was impossible for us kids not to act bewildered by the spectacle of a little old lady with tattoos.

The heart and mind are easily swayed.

When we make a statement with ink, we’re telling the world that something, whether it be art, or a spouse, or whatever, means enough to us to be permanently displayed.

My opinion is different.

I have no ink.

However, when I see someone with too much of it, so as not to judge, I say to myself…I hope the world sees me with more tattoos than them.

In my mind I declare, my lips are tattooed with God’s praise.

My hands are tattooed with pages of Scripture.

My eyes are tattooed with all things beautiful.

My forehead is tattooed with the Holy Spirit.

My tongue is tattooed with the Body of Christ.

My sinful soul is tattooed with Christ’s blood.

Don’t let Gypsy fads impose their will on you.

If someone is going to take you hostage…let it be Jesus.

You too will grow old.

Think.