…in case you were wondering.


Surprised?
December 22, 2007, 9:03 pm
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Lindsey Nobles, a spokeswoman for Christian book publisher Thomas Nelson Inc., said Wednesday that the memoir by the mother of Britney Spears was put on hold last week. She declined to comment on whether the delay was connected to the revelation that Spears’ 16-year-old daughter, Jamie Lynn, is pregnant.

…“Pop Culture Mom: A Real Story of Fame and Family in a Tabloid World” was initially scheduled for release May 11, Mother’s Day. Spears, the mother of three children with ex-husband Jamie Spears, had been working with a Michigan-based freelancer since March on the memoir chronicling Spears’ experiences raising a family in the public eye.

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Some People Are Awesome
December 22, 2007, 3:15 pm
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Not sure what to say about this “No Gay Marriage” Dog T-Shirt that is so clearly “Made In The U.S.A.. One thing I can assure you is that this is neither “Christ Art”, nor “Anointed Arts & Media” as the website claims. Even though I don’t really know what it is.

One thing I do know is that my stomach hurts a little.



CompassionArt
December 22, 2007, 12:09 pm
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Songs To Be Forever Donated To Help the Poorest of the Poor

Compassionart is hosting internationally recognized songwriters Michael W. Smith, Chris Tomlin, Steven Curtis Chapman, Darlene Zschech, Matt and Beth Redman, Tim Hughes, Paul Baloche, Israel Houghton, Graham Kendrick, Andy Park, Martin Smith and Stu Garrard (Delirious?), at a gathering in Perthshire, Scotland Jan. 7 – 11. 2008. The songwriters’ unprecedented goal is to collectively write 10-12 songs that will be given to the world not just to sing but to raise money for the relief of suffering around the planet. Together these songwriters account for at least 42 million albums sold, 82 No. 1 songs, nine GRAMMY Awards, 110 Dove Awards, two Stellar Awards, two American Music Awards, and 98 current CCLI Top 500 songs sung by millions in churches around the world. Now, for the first time ever, the songwriters offer their time and talents with one voice to make a stand.

…Remarkably, the songwriters, publishers, managers, copyright institutes and agents involved have all waived their rights and are donating their efforts on this project to Compassionart, a charity based in Littlehampton, England and dedicated to seeing works of art generate income for the poorest of the poor. And this is not a one-time offering or marketing ploy, but an ongoing effort for charity derived over the songs’ lifetimes.

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Frontman Of The Year
December 22, 2007, 9:25 am
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Pray Like You Mean It
December 21, 2007, 9:01 pm
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pray.jpgBut the Lord, he gave to Moses a word for the people –

He said their firstborn sons could live to see another day –

“Put the blood of a lamb on the doorway and death will pass right over” –

That night all of the children of Israel prayed –

Andrew Peterson, Passover Us

That line messes me up every time I hear it. “That night all the children of Israel prayed.” This year after hearing that line again during Andrew Peterson’s Christmas show, I started thinking about how those parents must have prayed that night. I wondered if I have ever prayed like I really meant it.

A couple years ago I noticed a sore spot in the middle of my chest. where my ribs come together, just beneath my sternum. It felt like someone had hit me there, and it was bruised. A few weeks after I noticed that I could feel a “golf ball sized” bump sitting there. It was still a little sore like a bruise but getting more and more noticeable. I decided to stop in at a doctor and see what they thought. The nurse asked what was wrong, I showed her this bump thing, and she instantly stepped back.

“You need to see a surgeon about that.”, she says, still stepping back toward the door.

“Neat.”, I thought to myself. “Nothing like feeling a little uncomfortable at a doctors office eh?”

She kindly set up an appointment at a surgeon office down the road and sent me right over. This is one of the only moments in my life where I feel like I even came close to praying like I meant it. Why was this nurse so freaked out about it? Should I be? Who is my wife going to marry when I die? Is he going to be lame, and not be a cool dad to my boys?

We drove to the “surgeons” office to quickly find out that it was more of a cancer research place than a regular surgeon place, and she had set up an appointment with someone specializing in these sort of “bumps”. My wife and I sat in the car for a few moments staring at the sign above the door, only noticing the one word that seemed to matter at the time. Cancer.

“Well, I hope you marry someone cool.” I told Kristin. “Don’t marry some idiot, that dresses the boys all preppy or something.”

She grabbed my hand and wanted to pray again. For the next ten minutes or so we prayed like we meant it. For those few moments I knew what it was like to truly feel out of control. There was literally nothing I could do to change the situation that I was in. There was no feeling of, “I can fix this” or “We can change plans and do something else”. There was no shoulder I could find comfort leaning on. We finished up and walked in.

Even when I think about that, I can’t help but think about how much more intense the Israelites prayers must have been that night. I also think about my prayer life now. I am speaking to the creator of the universe, who could save or end my life with a thought, and I am busy playing guitar chords, or falling asleep while I am praying. Why do I find it so hard to pray like I mean it? Why do I treat it so flippantly as if I am talking to a distant acquaintance? It’s silly.

I’m not big on New Year’s Resolutions, but this is just something I’ve been thinking about recently, and something I would like to focus on more. If something were to jack your life up so intensely that you were completely out of control would you pray differently than you do now? How can we learn to pray like we mean it?



“Too close for missles, I’m switching to guns.”
December 21, 2007, 9:10 am
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Last night for our Catch Up Movie Night, Kristin and I rented Top Gun. Again, it’s probably been at least ten years since I had seen it and I feel like I actually understood more of what was going on. Like what actually happened to Maverick’s dad, and why seeing a MiG was such a big deal. A lot of that slipped passed me when I was a kid.

We didn’t fast forward the volleyball scene, so Kristin may have stumbled a little, but spent most of the scene making fun of the fact that the song in the background was called “Playing With The Boys”. Another thing that went unnoticed when I saw this as a kid.

Has anyone ever noticed how many times throughout the movie, the song “Take My Breath Away” starts? It must have been six or seven times. And while we are talking about soundtracks so much, (or maybe just I am talking about soundtracks so much) how come movies that are coming out now don’t have that anthem song that causes you to instantly think about that movie. In my opinion, that’s what made these movies so memorable. You can be sitting in some Chinese food place and hear a certain song, and your brain automatically goes to The Breakfast Club, or Goonies.

Which happens to be our next Catch Up Movie Night choice. Goonies. Who’s ready?



In Case You Were Wondering…
December 19, 2007, 10:36 pm
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Old Navy has the worst commercials on the planet.