Here’s a thought, a couple of them actually; my bracket (if I had a bracket), you know, the NCAA Men’s Basketball Tournament bracket, is doing quite well.  The teams that are going to the Final Four are all my favorite picks.  Who could have guessed I’d do so well?

Last night my wife and I were blessed to get to go to a Brian Regan Comedy Concert, thanks to the best brother-in-law in the whole world.  He gave us tickets last Christmas and they just so happened to be for seats RIGHT DOWN FRONT!  What a hoot!  If you’ve never seen Brian, you need to, he’s hilarious.  He’s an awkward individual (forgive me Brian) who has figured out how to turn his awkwardness into hilarity at his expense.  His routine is absent the vulgar language so many rely on to get their laughs and his stories will keep you in stitches.  Had I never heard him before last night I would be combing the internet for more.  Thanks again, Brian, for your wonderful humor.

Before we went to the concert, we got to spend some time at Honky Tonk Central, not a bad place for a few brews, a big plate of nachos, and some good country music. We got to see and hear the Karen Waldrup Band.  Good local talent who will keep you entertained; they seem to still really be having fun with their music.  If they ever get big, I’ve got a Koozie that Karen gave me herself.  All I did to get it was, when Karen came through the crowd at the end of a set, I tipped the band with a two dollar bill and then asked Karen for the Koozie on her beer bottle.  I got lucky, I guess I look like her Grandpa.

Good times in Music City, I love Nashville.

Alright!  Got all that heavy stuff off my chest.  How about those Cowboys?  Oh, wait a minute, it’s not football season, IT’S MARCH MADNESS!  How about those Wildcats?  No… that’s too easy; how about those Spartans?  Now we’re talking!  But really, rooting for college sports is easy for me, I have no affiliations; I did not attend college.  So this dummy can pick and choose whomever he wants to cheer.

So here’s the breakdown; I watch Professional football, though less each year since the Cowboys were purchased by that buffoon Jones (money doth not a wise man make), college basketball, but only the end of the season, and the occasional boxing match, golf tournament, or other, potentially interesting sporting event, depending on how lazy I’m feeling and how famous one of the participants may be.  They all take way too much of my time to really keep me entertained, so I try to record them (praise the almighty DVR) so I can cut out all the commercials and much of the excess (read replay here) of the games and view the meat (we Have the Meats, OK, I do watch the occasional commercial).  What I don’t get is why anyone would watch any more than this.  Is professional (and I use the term loosely) basketball really a sport?  I think you’d as easily call professional wrestling a real sport instead of simple-minded entertainment.  Can anyone possibly sit through an entire professional baseball game, live or on TV?  That would have to be an exercise in brain-dead patience or maybe drug-induced coma for me.  Even pro golf is more exciting than pro baseball, especially when Tiger is playing well (has that happened lately).  All the rest of televised sportsdom is viewed by whimsy: I just don’t have the time to waste, I’m not getting any younger.

So there you have it; another piece of me. Questions?  I thought not.

OK, so my first post may have been a bit too vague, possibly too esoteric, empty of a defining characteristic for ME.   Some would call me a Christian, a title originally considered a slur against followers of the one true Messiah, Yeshua ben Yosef, son of Mary, Son of God, others might think me a Baptist, or simply a Protestant, but I consider myself unworthy to be classed with those who suffered for the express purpose of spreading the good news of the redemption of man, and refuse to identify with the narrow confines placed on true followers of Yeshua by the religious tenets of mankind’s denominational constructs.  I am Tim, a man who desires to know and continues to seek, and though I have discovered much, I remain an unfinished work in the hands of an undiminished God.

This being the initial post in what may well become a highly inflammable blog, I want to state my foundational premises for how I think and what I intend to communicate to whomever may stumble upon these musings.

I am a spiritual being who does not ascribe to any religious constrictions set by man.  I believe what I believe and I base these beliefs on the unequivocal foundation of an all powerful, all encompassing, creator God.  Beyond all understanding or knowing, unimaginable, incomprehensible, undeniable, He is all that the name could possibly entail… God.

He alone has set all limitations, spoken all things into being, and set all laws in place to govern, not simply the activities of man, who is His highest order of creativity, but all activity of all created things to include all of creation, the entirety of everything seen and unseen, far distant and infinitely near, leaving nothing outside of His attention and ultimate control.

This will be the foundation from which my thoughts will flow.  Let there be light.