
It has finally sunk in: I am in my thirties ... all grown up ... no longer staying up all night drinking beer ... no more leaving the bars when the sun is coming up ... no more playing music so loud that neighbors knock on my door ... no more sharing a funny cigarette with friends ... no longer dangerous with my decision-making ... no more living like a rock-star ... no turning back. I couldn't if I wanted to ... and I don't really want to.
How did I arrive at this epiphany, you ask?
I have DVRd (that's the DirecTV version of Tivo) 3 solid hours of high-definition programming for tomorrow night. Do you think I've recorded some cool movie? Or maybe I've DVRd the UFC's next fight night? Perhaps a marathon night of "The Family Guy?"
Nope.
The Discovery Channel is airing 3 television documentaries Sunday night, all telling the story of Jesus' life. Here's the line up of the "Who Was Jesus" series:
8:00 -- a portrait of the early years of Jesus
9:00 -- experts examine the reality of the life and times of Jesus and what prompted him to act
10:00 -- an examination of the tense political climate of the times and the relationship between Jesus, the Jewish leaders and the Roman governors that led to his execution
Three solid hours of viewing pleasure. Oh, and I'm still considering also recording (starting at 5:00):
Jesus: The Missing History
Exodus
Unwrapping the Shroud: New Evidence
... but that may be taking it too far, no? As I sit here and write this blog post, I'm left with the following idea/question floating around in my head:
Jesus Christ, what in the hell has happened to me!?!?


