The Sunday routine has been drastically altered.
I have enjoyed gathering with friends and acquaintances to talk, sing, learn and seek collective inspiration on a weekly basis most all of my adult life. As recently as 3 months ago, I would have thought the absence of this social routine would have left a great void in my life. While I do look forward to reuniting in with the Church for church, it is different now – more like the way I look forward to a coming concert or sporting event. The anticipation is exciting and the event will be great…
…once, and probably on some infrequent occasions. Continue reading ““I like TV church, Pops” – Penelope”
Commonplace activities morph into lifetime memories when experienced alongside the wonder of a child.
I have been called a lot of names through the years. My forever favorite is “dad” or any variation thereof. Stacey and I have 3 wonderful children. I have loved every phase of their lives. As of late, my role has changed from caregiver to counselor. They are magnificent humans seeking to live life well. I am so proud of who they have become.
Over the last couple of years a new name has surfaced for me – “pops”. Continue reading ““Wanna Dance?””
My beautiful daughter has lived with continual pain for more than 5 years. A number of specialists from local providers, Johns Hopkins Hospital and Duke University Medical Center have confirmed rotator cuff damage, thoracic outlet syndrome and partial rib development to be the root cause of her hurts. This led to multiple trips for multiple surgeries resulting in permanent nerve damage – think receptors sending continual signals of being on fire throughout your body. A plethora of medicinal experiments have been attempted to no avail. Just in case you might wonder if it is possible for a once joyful teenager to endure more, she recently received an additional diagnosis of fibromyalgia from the experts at Duke University Neurology and Pain Clinic. Continue reading “Chosen for Pain?”
Bears – I live in a nice neighborhood on the outskirts of town where neighbors wave hellos and children play. Many days, I come home to my son playing XBOX with his pal from next door. Other days, I find that they are playing basketball at his house. Many times, they are not to be found at either house, but that is not a concern. They are most likely riding bikes or playing on the playground at the school across the street. They are great boys and we know they are probably out having fun somewhere. Life is great and I love knowing that my son has friends to run around and enjoy spending time with – until earlier this week… Continue reading “Anxious, Worthless and Bears – Oh my!”
I’ve attended Bonnaroo with my daughter for the past 4 or 5 years. This is an experience I have come to love. It’s amazing to see so many diverse people lay down their differences and dance. As the 2015 lineup is released, I am reminded of a few things I learned on my first trip to the Farm:
1 – “gourmet coffee” does not mean good coffee.
Yeah, things aren’t always what they’re promoted to be. Reminds me of a proverb I learned as a child, “There is a way that seems right to a man, but its end is the way of death.” (14:12)
2 – The music I once loved hasn’t changed, I guess I have. – Alice Cooper
Alice Cooper just wasn’t as amazing as I remember him being in high school. Perhaps Paul knew what he was talking about when he said, “If any man is found in Christ, he is a new creation. Old things are passed away, behold, all things are become new.” (2 Corinthians 5: 17)
3 – Hippies are more accepting than most Christians I know.
How much more appealing might we be if we would, “Accept one another, then, just as Christ accepted you, in order to bring praise to God.”? (Romans 15:7) Continue reading “10 Things I Learned at Bonnaroo (and what they taught me about Christianity)”