Rapture Cancelled; Jesus Helping Tebow

I really do not have much to add about Tim Tebow that already has been said.  I just thought my title was funny and I wanted to use it before the whole thing blew over. 

I suppose his public worship of Jesus is about as uncomfortable as the argument made by the city police defence expert with regards to Jordan Miles. 

As a reformed Catholic, anything religious makes me uncomfortable.  I automatically feel I am going to Hell for such crimes as thinking I would like to attach missile launchers to my car for morning traffic to eating a Big Mac at McDonalds instead of a salad. 

A God-Talker reminds me that I suck as a human being.  I do not donate as much as I should; Volunteer as much as I should; I am way too vain; I drink too much; Sleep too much; Neglect too much . . .  Despite my best efforts and resolutions, I ultimately will settle down onto my broken couch in my living room to a long evening of reality television and judgement.  A tube of Pringles occasionally jumps into my mouth and I am forced to eat them.  You really can't just have one . . .

Are we upset that Tebow thinks he is better than the rest of us?  Upset that he is arrogant to assume we do not have enough Jesus in our lives?  Are we upset that he is so, so, umm . . . Jesus-loving? 



Ravenstahl loses bet with Jesus.



I grew up in a town where God-Talkers were often homeless men who wore women's clothing and carried around duffel bags filled with pieces of rope and bungee cords.  And I feel even worse when I do not give a homeless person money because I think, What if that was Jesus?  Really, I cannot win.

If an act of God made the Steelers lose, then we must be pretty damn good!