Living the high life

What a great weekend I had. I got to see the new movie, Evan Almighty as well as attend game three of the Padres-Red Sox series.

What a strange thing to hear my name repeated over and over on the big screen. Growing up, my name was rare and I was usually the only Evan anyone knew. I was pleased to see prayer, Bible reading, dialog with "God" (Morgan Freeman) and a man finally surrendering to God's plan for his life in a mainstream movie.

I don't know how many of you have seen this movie, but I thought it was great. I keep hearing negative reviews on the movie and can't understand why. Either I am no longer in the "too young, too hip, hard to please demographic" or just enjoy good clean movies. I hope it's the later. Once I passed 40 I gave up trying to like all things "youth" just to be cool. I can't tolerate MTV and it's whiny 20 somethings who try to convince us they are having a "quarter life crisis." Give me a break. Whenever I hear some angst-ridden 22 year old complaining about a lousy love life on the radio (think Blink 182 and all the bands that sound like them today) I can't change the station quick enough.

All that to say, I really enjoyed Evan Almighty. I thought the movie did a great job of allowing us to see what it must have been like for Noah to build an ark and follow God's "crazy" plan in the midst of scoffing and disbelieving friends and neighbors. The bigger lesson in the movie was that when God has a plan for your life, you are foolish to try and avoid it or run from it. (Think Jonah also.) Evan Baxter does that for the first half of the movie. Once he comes to his senses and starts doing God's work, he has peace and a clear sense of direction. Now there is some good theological lessons for us today! Let me know what you thought of the movie, I'd love to hear your comments.

Finally, I need to thank Steve Bishop for treating Zach, Ben, Eli and myself to a luxury sky box Padres/Red Sox game on Sunday afternoon. (Forgot to bring the camera, sorry.) There was all the food and drink you wanted, plus killer seats right above left field. Unfortunately the Padres lost and there were way to many Red Sox fans at the game. (I'm guessing a lot of transplants from Boston who hate the weather and now soak up the San Diego climate but feverishly root for their home team.) It's fun to live the high life for one afternoon and pretend you can afford something like that.