I have been reading a book titled Manage Your Day – To – Day: Build your Routine, Find Your Focus & Sharpen Your Creative Mind, written by a group called 99U. This book has eaten my proverbial lunch.
This past week I took all my kids out for special dates with their dad. It was awesome. We saw two movies, ate an unbelievable amount of popcorn, tried ice skating, and even painted a pottery version of a purse.
It was good intentional time with each of them, and it made my heart full.
This year the blog turned three! What an amazing journey this has been for me, and I thought I would take a minute to say “thank you.” Thank you for all the encouraging comments, thank you for all the emails, and thank you for taking the time out of your busy day to read some of my crazy thoughts.
Listen, I get it, there are a lot of things that happen around the holidays. Some of them are tradition, some of them are fun, some of them are even fun traditions. As a pastor, one of the things I’ve learned that there is a large portion of the community who will come to church on Christmas Eve.
It was a weird moment in my life. My mom had just told me that I had lost my aunt (her sister). She let me know that Peggy had passed peacefully in her sleep.
Throughout the course of my life I have had to deal with a significant amount of death, bothin my own life and through the church. I lay in bed, processing the moment and, surprisingly, I felt better.
I really like wearing jeans and a T-shirt. Actually, I’d wear sweats and a T-shirt if I thought I could get away with it. All that is to say: I value being comfortable. So, you can imagine the look on my face when my wife challenged me to wear a bow tie every day in December.
Productivity and creativity aren’t natural enemies, but in a purpose-driven world they can feel like oppositional forces.
Being a Veteran on Veteran’s Day is like having another birthday. Dozens of people will post messages on Facebook, a host of dining establishments will give away free food, and there are even a couple places that give away free haircuts (c’mon, who doesn’t love a free haircut!).
In my last blog I talked about how football became family. I described how the community around us became something more than just football, and how that support developed into something much bigger.
Earlier this week my 10-year-old walked into the room and said, “Dad, I really want to hit someone.” The forlorn look on his face said it all. He missed football, he missed the contact, he missed his football family. He missed hanging out with the guys, and to make matters worse he knew we were going to miss the end of the year banquet. In many ways the season felt like it ended too soon, and yet the season had run its course