GO TO H***. IT WOULD BE COOLER

It's predicted to be 106 degrees here today. It won't get that high but it'll probably reach 100, not that you can really tell the difference between 100 and 106. Suffice it to say it's too dang hot for May. I forced myself to get in a walk and get the yard mowed before it got too bad. That at least will justify my planned activities for the rest of the day. I'm thinking "nap".

Live in San Antonio long enough and you will find the wisdom of "siesta".
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Most of our baby swallows are gone. They've flown away. There is only one left. He (I'm assuming it's a male for some reason) seems a little sickly and occasionally moves to the edge of the nest, but no further



Today the Mama bird is guarding him



Last night both the Mom and Pop were squawking up a storm, urging the other babies to fly away. Apparently there is little tolerance in the swallow world for slackers. Maybe soon the last one will fly off, or join his dad on the top of our flagpole



I like to think the little straggler is the smartest bird in the bunch. He's not leaving yet. It's too hot.

GODLY GRAFFITI

I did a radio feature recently about the phenomena of "war chalking", the growing practice among computer hackers who find open wireless computer networks in urban areas and then leave chalk marks on sidewalks or buildings to let others know there is a network nearby that can be tapped into.



War chalking is actually a term that dates back to the depression era, when hobos would leave marks with chalk or coal to pass on information to fellow "road travelers" about an area or its residents. For example, the marks might indicate if a homeowner was a soft touch for a free meal, or if the occupants were hostile to "Knights of the Road".

What if Christians had a similar system? I'm not talking about putting an Icthus "fish" on the back of your car. What if we were honest about what we might find inside our houses of God? What sign would we find scrawled outside our temples of worship?

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Our most successful outreach tool at our church is our sign. It's not fancy. It sits near the street. It doesn't have clever God puns on it that are changed weekly. It's not shaped like a cross. It says the name of our church and the time of worship. I wonder though how many people pass by our church because our sign doesn't tell them what they need to know most: not to fear what they will find inside.
We are not salvation salesmen, but fellow weary travelers seeking sustenance and healing. We've just made the choice to journey together. We do not claim to be "Holy" so much as we are trying to become "whole".

I wish we could "God chalk".
We too are beggars... but we're willing to share our bread.

POMP POMP FIZZ FIZZ

Oh what a relief it is!



Lisa has made it, and made us all proud. A top ten graduate and soon to be a "Baylor Bear". It was an emotional night.




We have high hopes for her future.

WE'RE GONNA PARTY LIKE IT'S 1999

1999- Tiffany graduates high school...Spurs win NBA Championship
2003- Lisa graduates high school..... we're in the finals.

Bring on New Jersey!!

A wonderful night...proud accomplishments of a fine young woman...and a fine team of men.

God is good....and apparently a Spurs fan.

COME ON KIDS

As Lisa graces the stage tonight in her cap & gown, the Spurs will be duking it out with Dallas. Hopefully the Spurs will make their free throws tonight. This kid makes his.

If the Spurs win...San Antonio will go into a major frenzy. That's the difference between San Antonio and Dallas. The fans in Dallas "like" the Mavericks. San Antonio "LOVES" the Spurs. They are heroes of the community. Speaking of heroes...You have to think this guy is a hero to fat old men everywhere.

GRADUATION AND BEYOND

Tonight's the night. Lisa will walk the stage and get her high school diploma (or a reasonable facsimile that can be traded in for the real thing later). She's tenth in her class. Quite an accomplishment. The end of era and closure for what just weeks ago seemed like a never ending series of graduation related events. No more banquets. I'm tempted to break into a rendition of burp and circumstance.

Lisa has decided to go to Baylor. She's been offered some nice scholarships and it's an excellent school. She never really asked for my sage advice that she consider some other options, but she rejected it willingly. Any wonder she's graduating among the top ten?

BELIEFS OF DISBELIEF

I learn something new about Jesus every day. This story though was a real eye opener. The "homoerotic narratives of the New Testament"? I'm growing increasingly tired of this trend to use Jesus to advance political, philosophical, nutritional, and now sexual agendas.
We started with "What Would Jesus Do", and now we have "What Would Jesus Eat", "What Would Jesus Drive", "What Would Jesus Wear", etc.

I suspect this author will come out with his own slogan along those lines too.

The one I thought of is too blasphemous to post....no matter how in style that seems to be these days.