Tonight I'm preaching in Oasis on "The Gospel According to George Lucas." I promise not to make a series out of this. It will be brief and (relatively) painless. Bits of this story have lived inside me since 1977. We got fairly good news today from the BONE GUY. He said Chris can quit wearing his back brace unless he's tired or is lifting more than 15-20 pounds. Hurrah! He also said he can do some light activities: he can swim, but not around rough play; he can shoot hoops, but he can't run or jump; he can play catch, but he can't pitch hard. When he said the last part, I thought I was going to cry. I have missed playing catch with my kid in the front yard. - - - - Kenny Rogers and Roger Clemens. Two fortysomethings whose average ERA this year is about 1.40. On behalf of middle-aged men everywhere, I thank them both. - - - - Here is the exact quote of what I wrote a few days ago: "Just a question about our trip. Is there a rule that Churches of Christ in small towns HAVE to put signs just outside the city limits telling people where their building is located? I don't see those signs for Lutherans, for Methodists, for Catholics, or for Baptists. But almost every town you enter has a sign saying 'The Blah-Blah-Blah Church of Christ welcomes you' followed by directions." From THAT, I was chastised by e-mail and comment for being condescending, unfair, and spiteful. Hmmmm. As Yoda would say, "A bit prickly we are." Sorry. I've re-read it and nothing seems condescending, unfair, and spiteful. It's just a funny thing about "us": we have no headquarters, no one to make decisions, and yet it's true of Churches of Christ all over. Please, I'm not anti-sign. (I am, however, anti-stupid-sign -- signs with messages that are too trite and too cute. But that's another blog. I'll come back to that in an attempt to be condescending, unfair, and spiteful.) We came back a different route and didn't see as many Church of Christ welcoming signs. But my favorite was this one: "The Churches of Christ in Waxahatchie welcome you." It had the name of three (maybe all three?) of the C of Cs in town. Much better message than three different signs!