Posts Tagged ‘baseball’

joel-osteen-smileSo, Joel & Victoria Osteen have put on their riding boots, vanity glasses and crawled back on the “Me Express.”

This week has been a busy one for the Bobsie Twins, as they have left the hallowed halls of Lakewood for yet another whirlwind tour of “Hope-la” among the leering press. Indulgently, they carried on a few appearances not found in most churches:

Well, the gala expedition came to a close in a big way for those in the Church, not just his church. On Larry King Live discussing global events, hope for today and his own bible of the same name (yeah, not vain at all), his man crush on the Barackstar… and oh yeah, GAY MARRIAGE! Hit the CNN transcript:

King: Do you think that eventually many more states are going to allow same-sex marriage?

Joel Osteen: You know, I don’t know where it’s all going … I’d love to see it stay between a male and a female, not knocking anybody else.

King: Supposing there were more states that had it. What would be the harm?

Victoria Osteen: We really want to see marriage between a man and a woman. There [are] going to be people who get together and have relationships and have what they call their families. But I just think marriage should be sanctified by the church. It should be between a man and a woman.

King: Should a gay couple be allowed to adopt?

Joel Osteen: I think that, again, it’s best for a male and a female. I’m not saying that gay people aren’t good people. …

King: Or good parents.

Joel Osteen: Yeah, exactly. But again, I like to shoot for God’s best, and that is a father and a mother in the home. It doesn’t always happen. I know a lot of people raised by single parents. And you know what? We bless them and pray for them as well. But I think God’s best is a male and female.

So, there was a little bit of psychopablum and Jesus-lite in there seeing how we all “shoot for God’s best” (Oy!) but I have to give the pentecostal robot some love because he finally stands up for something rather than watching the pitch go flailing by. Larry King may be a curmudgeon, but he is still one cagey dude and he tried to stick Barbie & Ken in the corner. But, welcome back to reality, Joel! Become that “better you,” brother.

I love some of the PR training kicking in for Joel, “not knocking anybody else.” You know Joel, if you wanted to do something for your image, why not rock the Seinfeld and tell Larry, “Not that there’s anything wrong with that?!” Also, about the image phantasm, what’s with this taking on Pontiff Power (ta-dah!). “You bless them?!” Oooo-k.

Whatever the semantics, it’s refreshing to see a little bit of his amazing daddy sticking his pentecostal finger in the chest of the “agenda”. Pray for them, encourage them, love them into the kingdom, but make the difference between tolerance and acceptance. Be a man of God first, and a kitschy dork trying to pass off the cool, Euro pressed button down. Uh, not that there’s anything wrong with that.

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I adore baseball, the Great Game. That said, the one thing I have always loved surrounding the sport is… er, sorry thanks to capitalism run amuck, was Monument Park. But, did you know, these hallowed plaques actually used to be in the field?

Can you imagine some steroid-laden third baseman crushing a hanging curve ball, then some rookie in left field screams to the corner post and WHAM! He smacks headlong into Babe Ruth’s mug. Now, that’s a curse.

Have the visual for your entertainment value? Good. DATELINE: Hyderabad, India.

Jesus! Take the wheel! Please!

Jesus! Take the wheel! Please!

Basically, imagine the baseball example… except you are driving around more than 253 obstacles! Oh yeah, and you can’t run them over because they are all religious structures, so defilement would be heinous and criminal.

According to a survey done by the traffic police, 117 temples, 129 mosques, chillahs and dargahs, four churches, one gurudwara and two burial grounds are obstructing the path of motorists. Additional commissioner (traffic) N V Surendra Babu said identification of structures were done based on the effect on the free flow of traffic.

So, what’s a drunk driver to do in the straits of New Delhi? I dunno. Ask the Department of Transportation, I think.

In cases where it is not possible, traffic police will suggest that the structures be relocated. “Taking the locals into confidence and briefing them about the importance and the inconvenience the structures have been causing, structures should be relocated to side of the road. But, the process should happen only with the `consensus’ and the decision cannot be imposed,” Surendra Babu said.

“Inconvenient”. Ya’ think?

How would you like to be doing 75 MPH in the rain, and then WHAM! Baby Buddha stops your hooptie and gives it a spiritual makeover? I don’t know about you but accidents aren’t the problem here. I would say it’s more like a mass rash of atheism in the sub continent. “God killed my car,” yeah, I would have to take up the whole ‘God gets on my nerves’ thing too.

No offense to Carrie Underwood, but “Jesus better take my wheel”! If some Omkar busted my ride, reincarnation would not be on my “must do” list. That’s all I’m saying.

I frequent a few good newspaper religion blogs, chiefly among them is the hallowed Dallas Morning News.

It turns out that in Josh Hamilton’s spare time for crushing the baseball out of the park, he preaches on the side, as seen in this story.

Josh will be sharing his testimony at Mansfield’s (suburb of Arlington, Texas) Creekwood Church this Sunday.

Hope this is the beginning of many more ecumenical appearances because if that guy can share his life’s story as well as he can play ball, the Church has new evangelist on its horizon. Send any and all stories back to the Wall. Holler if you hear me.

God bless this five-tool player!

I’m a sucker for Spanish play-by-play. How those guys hold those notes that long, I’ll never know.

The lovely thing is the Great Game sounds glorious in any language, and what Josh Hamilton did last night will be talked about my many tongues for a while. So, Wall watchers, enjoy the sheer bliss of Josh Hamilton swinging with angels (NOTE below, as we have already discussed).

Oh, and at 2:25 is the triple-decker monster mash of 518 ft. Mercy! I can’t wait to see this game in heaven.

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Every once in a while, God moves in front of the world and no one notices what is really going on. Tonight was one of those majestic nights at the hallowed grounds of Yankee Stadium.

What the world saw was the most prolific night in Major League Baseball’s Home Run Derby history delivered by a former crackhead who has given his life completely to the Lord and dared him to make something of it – one Josh Hamilton.

A few weeks back, we posted on the Wall Josh’s cover story from SI, which has gripped this nation with his story… er, sorry… his testimony. Let’s call it what it is, Saints. This is a man that clearly went to hell and back… and hell lost. Glory to God for his faithfulness.

Well, with tongue firmly planted in cheek, we noted “Jesus hearts baseball.” Tonight was proof HiScrivener didn’t need to be snarky about it and quote Annie Savoy with passion as Jesus did just that.

You see, unless there is a major breakdown in the AL, the Yankees may not get to the MLB playoffs, so this evening could make the last great night that beloved hall of echoes, coliseum of greats and memories will ever see before capitalism and commercialism tears it down to rubble.

And up steps a humble kid with his first large opportunity, a second chance and a heart to serve God.

Then for 28 times (and even 13 times in a row), you saw God Almighty just love on his son as Josh smacked that leather for more than two miles, and dang near equaled what only Josh Gibson has done (yeah, I believe he did it) – mash one out of the park and nail a subway speeding by.

What is CERTAIN to become a movie, Josh Hamilton’s life just got more enjoyable, interesting and worthy of its own Oscar. All the while, you knew Jesus was hearting baseball as his son who begged for the reality of Christ to show up in his life… did. Oh sure, it was well before this night, even before the Texas Rangers gave him a shot back in the bigs. Josh knew God was real, and decided the high he was getting from crack wasn’t worth the buzz after all.

Now, he had 60,000 NEW YORK FANS chanting his name. MEMO to those not a Great Game Enthusiast: Yankees vehemently detest items from Texas… namely the Rangers or Cowboys. And to hear those baseball faithful, who at least half knew what AND who they were watching, chant his name loud and proud was a buzz he had never experienced – until now, until God was part of it.

Tonight, the world saw an amazing moment, a jaw-dropping exhibition of power and a young man live a dream hitting in that park, in that spotlight and then have an opportunity to say that phrase, “I just really want to thank my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ for all of this. I just want to glorify him.”

Then, as powerful as he showed up on home plate… he left, glorifying the Lord all the way.

You may think that’s just a coincidence. Well, ask Josh. He did it, and I’m sure his opinion is different. In a word, “Amen!”