Sit a Spell
In the hurried days of my life, stopping to sit a spell with my Creator can seem like a chore more than I care to admit. Just a small sampling of how today’s conversation went.
In the hurried days of my life, stopping to sit a spell with my Creator can seem like a chore more than I care to admit. Just a small sampling of how today’s conversation went.
There are some jobs of fatherhood no one ever really prepares us for…long-standing traditions that need to be passed on to our children and grandchildren…lessons of past generations to be remembered, memorialized and honored. Sometimes, those traditions are as obvious to us as the nose on our face, the things we have woven into the
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Just yesterday you were learning to walk. No really…it was just yesterday. And now today you’re heading off to first grade. My little man is becoming quite the young man. Overnight, you’ve matured right before my eyes. Okay, maybe not overnight…but when you have kids of your own you’ll understand what I mean. So this
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For most people, today is tax day, but it’s so much more than that. For me, it’s the day I walked my beautiful daughter down the halls of the courthouse to sit down with the judge to finalize your adoption. Which in itself is still quite the miracle – it was only a few short
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When one child recently told me “not my job” when asked to do a household chore, and another told me “you are not the best anymore” when I was honoring what I’d said about not getting dessert without eating dinner first, it got me thinking…am I starting to become more your friend than your father?
Do you believe in “do-overs”? In giving grace and showing mercy to someone and allowing them a chance to do something again, to try to right a wrong? I am. Unfortunately, that’s nearly impossible to actually do when our “do-over” is needed after we say something we shouldn’t have said. We can try, but we’re
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Dad, Do you remember how I used to give you grief for how you treated David and Derek differently than you did me and Stephen after I left for college? I still remember my first trip home for the weekend. After dinner, you got up and washed the dishes while they walked out of the
The day before my first half marathon, and my nerves were really setting in last night and this morning. More excitement than anything I think. I drove the course this morning, plotting out water stations and scoping out the elevation. I gotta say it’s a beautiful course…starts on Market Street with an amazing view of
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Summer. When you hear the word summer, the mind takes you down memory lane, and there are several activities that quickly come to mind that are forever associated with summer. For me, I remember spending almost every day at the pool. It was only 3 blocks from the house, well within walking distance, and we
There was a time when I had a gorgeous yard. Not that I put a lot of time, work or effort into keeping it well groomed, mind you. When we bought the house, the previous owners had apparently done a great job of investing time, sweat and effort into meticulously keeping it well groomed. The
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