“I used to spend so much time reacting and responding to everyone else that my life had no direction. Other people’s lives, problems, and wants set the course for my life. Once I realized it was okay for me to think about and identify what I wanted, remarkable things began to take place in my life.”
Melody Beattie, The Language of Letting Go
I was standing there, alone under a streetlight, carrying two boxes, waiting… My dear friend came towards me, tears flooded her eyes. She clutched onto her backpack tightly, her fists trembled, she could barely hold on any longer. I gently wiped away her tears and took her backpack, placing it on my back. She walked away, happy and freed. My heart was full, just seeing her glowing face filled with joy.
Another friend came by, holding onto three boxes. She was frustrated, Continue reading
“We’re all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that’s all.”
John Hughes, The Breakfast Club Script
A few years ago, I met a wonderful lady, Danielle, during a 9 month internship at a church. She worked alongside the pastors and everyone absolutely loved her. She was the sweetest, funniest, most friendly person I had ever met. I would see her occasionally and we would share small conversations here or there.
In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.
“So, Jess, Pete asked me out…well, he asked if I would help him get back at his ex. She’s horrible to him. He deserves better, what do you think?”
“Are you crazy, that cannot be a good idea!” Continue reading
“It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.“ C.S.Lewis
Change is not one of those things that are on my “can’t wait until I do” list. Most of the time it comes when I I have no other choice. The change process is challenging and pulls me out of my cozy comfortable egg. When my mother was nineteen I became her pride and joy. It was just her and I for most of my first 5 years of life. Almost every weekend we would get to see my aunt and cousins and this was a great time for me but it made me want to have a little sister. I dreamed of tea parties, and having someone to look up to me as a big sister. My dolls just didn’t seem to fulfill those dreams
When I was six my mom Continue reading
I read something once while attending a group called Stuck to Unstuck that made me reassess fatherhood a bit. It went something like this: Everyday I come home from work, sit on the recliner then my daughter comes up and puts on my slippers. I put her on my lap, tell her how much she is loved and thank her for bringing my slippers. So what is the first thing I do when my daughter brings a glass of milk into the room and spills it all over the carpet? Do I tell her how much I love her and help her clean up the milk? If not, her unconscious mind is being conditioned to understand that love is not unconditional which will lead to guilt and shame.
Unfortunately my style was to panic, Continue reading
Last week our pastor spoke on laughter and what the Bible says as far as its healing powers. I know he saw me sink lower in my chair. Laughter was a sore subject for me. In school I was usually on the wrong end of laughter. I was shy and didn’t feel like I fit in. As a teen I was more interested in trying to be cool than to make embarrassing faces or to do something else to elicit laughter, I was afraid it would turn on me and people would laugh at me.
In the early summer of my last year in teenage hood, I applied to be an intern with the greatest youth director ever. Everyone looked up to him. He put on all youth conferences, summer camps, and was just an all-around awesome mentor to be around. I wanted to be behind the scenes, help make decorations, come up with games, all that good stuff. When I was accepted I found out all about God’s sense of humor!
The first day I was with two other interns about my age, the youth director, and his wife in his office discussing what the plans were for our first summer camp. The first thing he says is, “I want you all to put on three skits for all the camps.” I was petrified. I didn’t want to be on stage with a thousand middle and high school kids laughing at me. Would they even be able to hear me through my shaking, soft spoken voice?
Later I spoke with the youth director and his wife and asked if I could just help come up with the ideas and be in the background. His answer dropped him way down my list of “greatest youth directors ever!” Continue reading