Let’s be real. Most churchy definitions disqualify me as a young adult. So, at 38 I’m too old to remember what it’s like to be young. That’s right. I’m too old for the typical young adult ministry. Typical. At least I’m no longer invited to young-adult only breakfasts and planning sessions. The issue now, though, is that the old people (you’re welcome) still think I’m sooo young. I’m like an entire Sophomore class. Freshmen are unique because they’re new and…..
One of the big sports stories yesterday involved my favorite team. Quarterback Sam Bradford informed the Philadelphia Eagles that he wanted to be traded. Drama in the NFL! The word is that since the team made moves to, supposedly, draft a new quarterback, Sam isn’t willing to play. Now, I’m not going to pretend to know what he is thinking or why. There are plenty of people on TV and radio for that. I’ve heard he’s a great…..