Just another guy, writing. Joined by his family, also writing.
It has been often and well said that one of the reasons that adult men love sports is that they are taken back to their childhood so quickly and easily. Probably so. There is, however, that point when our analysis of sporting events causes us to miss the obvious happening in front of us. Such... Continue Reading →
Now, if you have been around me lately, and you see the glass of tea above, you will assume that the missing ingredient is sugar. You would be correct, partially. There’s a little more to the story. For the last year a glass of sweetened tea has not been consumed by myself. Realizing that I... Continue Reading →
It seems like we just can’t help ourselves. Recently, I was attending a conference which was attended by church staff members. Christy and I sat at breakfast the morning after Trump had announced that he was going to meet with the Dictator of North Korea. The gentleman behind me, who also happened to sit at... Continue Reading →
We are for a cause, against a cause, angry with a cause, hoping for a cause and if I’m not careful my life begins to sound like an animal marketplace
Psalm 34 I will bless the Lord at all times: his praise shall continually be in my mouth. My soul shall make her boast in the Lord: the humble shall hear thereof, and be glad. O magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt his name together. I sought the Lord, and he heard... Continue Reading →
"He made me do it, dad!" "Do you mean, son, that he made you hit him?" "Yes, sir." "Well son, show me how exactly that he made you hit him. Did he hold your arm? Did he promise to break your favorite PowerRanger? How exactly did this happen?" "He looked at me wrong." "He looked... Continue Reading →
I had a fun day yesterday. I know that it was Monday and many others did as well, so there probably isn't anything unique about that fact. What was unique is what my 3yo decided to share with me while I was attempting to put her to bed. We were praying and thanking God for... Continue Reading →
Bubba shot the jukebox last night, Said it played a sad song that made him cry. Went to his truck and got his .45 Bubba shot the jukebox last night. Shooting Jukeboxes I would say that in my life I have shot a few jukeboxes. A few messengers, if you will. Moments in my life... Continue Reading →
