Archive for November 12th, 2005
He’s an artist now too
Saturday, November 12th, 2005On Thursday in school, Judah drew a portrait of his dad preaching. Click thumbnail for larger image or here for the full page, with instructions. Note the details: the podium, with a cross; the tie “with a t-shirt,” he said; the round belly; and the goatee and shaggy hair. He’s still only four! posted by [...]
Another Miracle!
Saturday, November 12th, 2005In September, Generation Xcel hit the bottom of the financial barrel and received an $8,000 miracle just in time to get things rolling for the after-school year. That well dried up on Friday. I just received an email promising another $8,000 miracle this week! Join the Thanksgiving fun by making a tax-deductible, holiday gift to [...]
The Meeting, Day 2
Saturday, November 12th, 2005Youth Explosion’s gazillion-voice choir rocked once again, especially a dance-infused rendition of “Holy.” The Man was even better the second time around! Live music — horns, percussion, tympani, acoustic, bass, and electric guitars, drums, middle eastern melodies, even classic hymns — takes hip hop to another dimension, and it’s amazing what three Alvin Ailey dancers [...]
Last night at The Meeting
Saturday, November 12th, 2005Tony Evans preached Acts 13:36: “For when David had served God’s purpose in his own generation, he fell asleep; he was buried with his fathers and his body decayed.” He emphasized three aspects: 1. “David served God’s purpose” — His was not a plotless life. (Why was Seinfeld so successful? People with plotless lives like [...]
Freakonomics’ Answer to Question of the Week
Saturday, November 12th, 2005Despite the lukewarm response to last week’s Question of the Week, for the three of you who cared, here’s Freakonomics take on it. Q: If drugs dealers make so much money, why do they live with their mothers? A: Except for the 2-5% of dealers at the top of the drug trade, drug dealers don’t [...]
Why I’m blogging on a Saturday afternoon
Saturday, November 12th, 2005My wife and Judah went to Mass to visit her sister, so I’m trying to redeem the time (or just exhibiting a non-life?).