Homers On The Range

Steve provoked an interesting subject to me in his last post.  It seems to me that “God’s” name is thrown around a lot nowadays by athletes, celebrities and the like that seemingly want to thank Him for the game-winning shot, a series ending homerun, a world championship, a new fashion line, or a movie premiere.  Now, it’s not my place to judge the eternity in which these people, or any people for that matter, will spend…but as a Christian-Texan-American-Republican, I do have the freedom  (a freedom which I do not take lightly) to give my opinion on the matter.

I do NOT begrudge anyone the same free will I share to choose whom they shall call God.  If that’s Allah, or Buddha, or Joseph Smith, that’s your choice to enjoy hotel Hell for the rest of eternity.  I don’t even mind listening to those who wish to share their faith, as long as they give me the same opportunity to share mine.  I also share the same feelings Steve has about Religion in many ways.  I believe there is a difference between criticism and persecution.  Roy Williams is not persecuted for sucking at coverage in the 2 deep zone…he’s criticized for it (and rightfully so!).  And as bad as the “persecution” may get for number 31, it’s unfathomable for me to understand the coorelation between that and the realistic persecution Christ faced that eventually led to His death.  But again, to each his own.  Where I will disagree with Steve, is I do believe God desires a very personal relationship with us that allows us to lift up anything and everything in prayer.  I will pray for my son to learn how to use the toilet instead of crapping his pants, and in the next breath, pray for comfort for a family who just lost a child.  That’s what I love about God.  I can talk to Him as a friend, much as I do with Steve…God just knows more and gives better advice. Steve, I also prayed for my house to be sold and for us to have a successful garage sale in the last 3 weeks, so that better not have been a personal shot…you know my punching power…i’ll come to your cube and knock you out!  But I digress…I enjoy cold beer.  Will let a foul word slip.  Bought a car once without my wife knowing. Like competition in D-League softball more than I should.  Watch horror movies.  And sin daily.  I gave up trying to be perfect a long time ago.  That is why the world needed a savior. That’s why I love God.  He saved me. Not Religion. That’s my soapbox. And yes, Jesus Christ CAN hit a curveball!