ANDY'S RIGHT

But I'm not sure I have lived that credo recently. You see, people got too much in the way.

I once said that I loved God more than people. Part of that is good, for we are told in scripture that we are to love God more than our parents, our spouses, our children--anything. It's that kind of verse or scripture or teaching that is sometimes puzzling, sometimes caused by translation from Aramaic, Hebrew, or Greek, but nonetheless accurate because all scripture is God-breathed. So, as I said, I was partly correct.

Now that calls for explanation. You see it's my annoyance with people that makes me say that, along with selfishness on my part. To get to my point with this entry: it's hard to like everybody.

Yet it is crucial that we do. Breaking down the Ten Commandments to two results in Number One loving God. More than anything. Number two loving everyone else more than yourself. And that's it in a thumbnail. Both are difficult. For all.

This past week has found me in MTV. It's found me having some great times with family and friends. Hey, they're easy to love. But some unknowns aren't. Long convinced that AZ drivers are the world's worst, I find a few have been transplanted to the Midwest. Tailgating is not just for football pre-game there. So my anger gets the best of me as I direct insults at them from the safety of the inside of my car.

"You're terrible! You're too old!" That was me yelling at an official at the Edward Jones Dome in St. Louis yesterday afternoon. Our seats are 4 rows from the field at the goal line. On a crucial play, an AZ Cardinal fumbled before reaching the end zone. A bad call gave the Cardinals a touchdown, and as they say, the rest is history. Actually I was more than halfway rooting for the Cardinals after Kurt Warner came into the game. Of course, I've admired him since he brought a Super Bowl victory to the Rams. Also, I saw him with Rev. Graham in one of his crusades. So I've been a Warner fan for years. But I can't say I acted very well in that situation on the goal line. Replays backed me up. How proud I must feel--I was right and the official was wrong. Thus, I was perfectly, legitimately right to yell abusive language at him.

Maybe that's why I'm hoarse today. Maybe Go'd going to remind me all day about my terrible. Not my bad. My terrible. And, I, too am too old. To act that way.

Now, about those drivers...