#100
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Category: Real Talk
Thanks, DK.
Think back and remember the people who taught you how to view the world. That taught you what was important, not just spiritually, but in all areas of life. How to look at issues the way Christ would look at them. Their impact might be subtle and hard to notice at first. But when you think about it, it is wide-spread in your life.
For me, I think about two men in particular who taught me worldview. One was a teacher in high school, and he was taught by the other man: Dr. Wynn Kenyon.
Dr. Kenyon served at Belhaven University for nearly 30 years. He taught philosophy, but for every freshman, he taught Christian Perspective. He taught us what it meant to look at the world through the eyes of Christ. Any issue, any belief system, could be seen for what it was through those lenses. We weren’t brainwashed into some cult like many people think happen at Christian universities. No, we were taught how to look at things, ALL things, the way our Creator God looks at them. At least, in what extent our feeble minds could do so.
As my co-worker Beth worded it, “There are 30 years of Belhaven students who learned how to think from that man.”
Where Young People Go To Retire
A little under a year ago, my then-roommate Stanton Martin and I decided for some reason it would be a good idea to blog.
After a few months of preparation and planning, and after he had moved out and I had learned how to read and write, we started writing. Neither of us really expected the amount of stuff that would happen between then and now, but it’s pretty cool knowing just how much blogging, social media, and the internet in general has impacted our lives.
For example, for a long time, I was Stanton’s “co-worker”, serving as the only sane person he had to communicate with while working at what seemed to be the worst office in the world. Through the power of the internet, we were able to chat throughout the workdays, helping each other survive.
Stanton was let go/fired/something just after a year of working there. Typically, his company would give a little paperweight to employees who had been there a year to commemorate this. Stanton just took one when he left. He then gave it to me, as a “thank you” for being sane.
It’s honestly one of the best things anyone had ever given me:
A Post About A Christian Athlete
Today’s post is the first from my good friend Chandler. Chandler is a pastor-in-training who works with college students. Along with being a solid dude, he is also funny sometimes and also enjoys writing. Therefore, it just makes sense for him to start writing semi-regularly for The Greatest Blog Of All Time.
You can follow Chandler on Twitter, and you can read his semi-serious, rarely updated blog as well.
My goal for this year was to write more often, and to write more humorous stuff. I’m thankful for the GBOAT and the opportunity to have a place to do that. I wrote a post about the movie Space Jam for this blog that I really enjoyed writing and hopefully will be run soon. But this whole thing came up, and it just felt way more important to me, so this one is, as we like to say, “real talk.”
So, stop me if you’ve heard this one before – hot shot baseball prospect. Gets drafted, then loses everything – his career, his family, almost his life – because of drugs and alcohol. He meets Jesus, cleans his life up, and becomes an All-Star and wins an MVP award. He lives happily ever after, because that’s what Jesus does, right? He gets you out of a jam and fulfills your wildest fantasies and everything is ok after that…right?
Well, that’s what happened in this story.
Sort of.
Rooting For Dragons
Dear fellow cynics: congrats! We landed a huge blow this past weekend when some silly little football team lost a game. We finally won!
Don’t worry, this post isn’t about Tim Tebow. This post isn’t about his Christianity or the fact that he’s more open about it than 90% of us want him to be. It has nothing to do with whether or not he could be a professional quarterback. Who cares about that? He’s one dude, barely older than I am, and has plenty of time to figure all of it out for himself. Not my problem.
This post has everything to do with us, and the fact that all of us were just waiting for him to fail. It has everything to do with the fact that we have become so hardened and cynical that we can’t stand the idea that somebody could be THAT good of a person. Sure, he goes out of his way to use his celebrity status to help people, so surely he can’t be a good football player as well, right? He can’t have it ALL.
Nobody is that good. Nobody is that clean. Nobody is that heroic. And surely we can’t be wrong about this. We HAVE to be right, even at the cost of innocence.
Heroes? Heroes are dead.
My Father Goes To A Bad Concert
I’ve had a chance to write two awesome posts about my father, or as you know him, Ol’ Steve.
Now, it’s time to tell the most important one.
When I finished high school all those many, many years ago (which was just in 2005), I had one last summer in my hometown before I moved away to college (which was 10 miles away).
After working at a summer camp, the final month home was spent primarily practicing with some of my closest friends in a band we started up for fun. We weren’t especially good (well, I wasn’t, at least), but we were doing it just because this was our last chance to get together and jam.
Basically, we weren’t serious about it in any way. We named the band after the failed attempt by Germany to forge an alliance with Mexico against the U.S.
We were named The Zimmerman Telegram, we were awesome. Continue reading “My Father Goes To A Bad Concert”
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