Showing posts with label Sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sports. Show all posts

Friday, February 19, 2010

Tiger Woods, you are one of my children

Dear Children -

Let's talk about one of my precious children, Tiger.  As God, one of the qualities I gave you was the freedom to make your own decisions, which in turn allows you to control your destiny.  I have never controlled your destiny - I have, by design,  given you the power to be responsible for yourselves.  Ya see, unfortunately, Satan and I used Tiger as a pawn.  Satan presented temptation focused around money, greed, entitlement and sex.  These are Satan's most powerful tools.  I thought about excluding the penis from the male body, but Satan and I felt it was right to make a compromise on that. If the penis did not exist we'd still be stuck with only Adam and Eve.  The human population would have died off long ago and Earth (one of my best creations) would be populated by a bunch of silly dinosaurs.  Less I digress.

I, however, provide a few tools readily available to all my children, including Tiger, to help themselves.  These tools include my guide for successful and principally centered living (the Bible).  I inspired Buddha because I knew people needed options that would resonate with different segments of the population.  I created people choosing to use their gifts to compassionately help others:  therapists, authors of self help books, support groups, and venues such as churches and synagogues, time for prayer to enhance and strengthen our relationship as Father-child.

My son, Tiger saw and chose the vices without seeing the tools to help him at the time of weakness; thus leading him to chose to hurt himself and others without seeing the ramifications of his actions..  His choices broke my heart.  I wept for him.


Had Tiger not strayed from me, the entire situation may have been averted before it ever started.

I commend Tiger for acknowledging and addressing his situation with class while wanting to protect the institution of marriage and family.  He made a few terrible choices.

As Father and creator of my children, I want what is best for each and everyone of you.  I want to protect you, offer my guidance and support.  I want you to lean against me in times of struggle, hurt and need.  I will be there to comfort you, care for you, support and guide you.  I am merciful and caring.  Most of all I will always love you and forgive you when you ask.  My forgiveness is always available to you and I will work in many ways to allow you to discover the tools I made available to you when I created you and your world.

So, to all of you, my children, including Tiger, please come to me.  I will embrace you with open arms and love.  We will cry and celebrate together.  Please know my love for you will never waiver.  A Father always wants the best for his children.  A Father will always love his children even when they make mistakes and get into trouble.  We will go through the hurt and pain together.  We will emerge victoriously.  I will always love you - in times of need and times of joy.

Your Father and partner in Life - Jesus.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Whose Little Light?



Brothers and Sisters - Let's talk about that little light.  That little light is mine.  I give it to you through the good news and you proclaim and let it shine for all the world to see.  Your love for me is amazing.  My love for you is even greater than your love for me.  I am so proud to be your Father - I get teary eyed just thinking about it.

I'll admit it.  I enjoy a good football game every now and then.  I've always enjoyed the college games more than the professional games.  The spirit of competition to see who has prepared to take on their opponent and executes best.  I love to see teams and coaches correct when they are behind to fight the good fight and maybe earn victory.  I love the bands.  I love the spirit and camaraderie it creates among teams.  There's a special electricity in the air when it's going to be a good competitive game with impassioned fans.  The smell of the popcorn, enjoying a beer and a good wiener in the stands - maybe some nachos, too....   To a lesser degree, I enjoy hearing the trash talk, too.  Satan and I always get a good laugh when we watch football together.

One of our favorites is watching those famous touchdown end-zone celebrations.  Dude scores some points, drops to one knee, does the fist pound on the chest, makes the sign of the cross and points to heavens.  Kisses his finger and points to the heavens again.  Rock on brother... rock on.  Give me thanks and praise for your athletic agility and skill.  Give thanks that you are strong and able to play football.  I have blessed you with many gifts.  Give me praise, give me praise, give me praise. Yadayadayada...

As this occurs, Satan and I look at each other and bust out laughing.  We point at the idiot on the field doing all his shenanigans.  The dude is making a spectacle of himself thinking he's glorifying me.  Did he ever stop and think that this is why people mock me, him and our movement?  Does he not remember the stories in the bible referring to being humble.  If you ask me, it looks like these types are breaking one of my commandments - the one about 'bearing false witness.'  Last time I checked football was a team sport.  Give thanks to those who made the play along with you -  the coaches, the fellow brethren players, etc.  It's not about you.  It's about us.  Lift up everyone.  I didn't make that touchdown - your team made it possible.  Your preparations, the execution, the random selection that everyone would be in the right place at the right time.  Taking the opportunity that presents itself because your team has adequately prepared for competition by studying the opponent, practicing and executing better than the other guy.  Do a little celebration - give some high fives, etc.

When it is all said and done.  Each game is started with an invocation prayer in the locker room.  You ask to win, you ask for safety and guidance.  You give thanks.  Give a good "AMEN!" do some chest humps and get all psyched up to fight for victory.  Victory is already yours - you got it when you accepted me as your lord and savior and asked for forgiveness of your sins - it is yours for the asking....  At any rate, when was the last time anyone prayed to me after a loss.  When do they pray for the fact they are able to play when the lose or pray and give thanks for the other team inspiring them to practice harder to become better athletes?  Prayer works both ways.  Pray for the blessings and celebrations.  Pray for thanks.  Pray for guidance.  Pray for this.  Pray for that.  Pray.  Pray pray pray.  Pray all the time.  In the morning and the night.  We are all winners, we are all victorious.  Get that through your heads.  Then pray some more.  It is good for you.  It's like your daily God vitamin.

So the little video at the top of today's entry?  All the lost and confused souls doing their praise me after a touch down look like Brother Smith banging his tambourine. You be the judge....  Actually, that is my job.  The play stands as called.

Peace to you - Jesus!

Monday, January 18, 2010

Live from Daytona!

Pilgrims!

We were just informed that our silent negotiations with Nascar have proven successful! We will be sponsoring a car for the 2010 Daytona 500! Our most holiest of Lords will endow one lucky driver with the blessing of representing our movement. We will pray for him to succeed!



Blessed are those who worship me,

Pope Lavartheus Lemillius I

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Today is Holy Saturday....

Greetings my Pilgrims!

Today is a holy day! Today is a holy Saturday! Two links of our holy chain of command are engaging in a friendly game of football! The "Saints" and the "Cardinals" will be battling for bragging rights around the Vatican. So my pilgrims, for today, I am not answering any calls to help the poor or relay any messages to my boss and your savior to help people. We will all be tuned in to the "Holy Bowl" down in New Orleans. Until tomorrow my pilgrims, have a great day!

Blessed are those who worship me,

Pope Lavartheus Lemillius I

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Sports Fans

Minions!

I have sent my junior Pope, Pope Benedict to the region of Baton Rouge to help in the recovery from Hurricane Katrina. Since we are in our own economic turmoil, the best solution was to have Pope Benedict cheer for the local college team. Having the Fighting Tigers of LSU win a BCS title will go miles with morale and will ultimately speed up recovery. Here is a picture of Pope Benedict at the LSU/Penn State Bowl game. Unfortunately our boss, your savior Jesus Christ was assisting Joe Paa and his Nittany Lions.



Blessed are those who worship me,

Pope Lavartheus Lemillius I