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Father’s Time

21 Mar

Retired and Repaired

There’s a realization that hit me like a ton of feathers after my dad retired from sales last year: his watches from the 80′s are back in style! The thin-banded, small-faced moon watches are fashionable once again. Taking a shot in the dark, I asked if I could borrow one, and he willingly said, “Here, take care of all of them, but let me get them repaired for you first.”

It felt like I was in one of those corny Hollywood scenes where the dad passes down a watch or an heirloom to his son while imparting some type of responsibility or life lesson at the same time.

But I guess that’s what all sons and fathers desire: time with one another or something valued and shared within the relationship that can be passed down and cherished. We don’t want quarreling or bickering. No one asks for that. We want time that’s worth remembering.


Treated Well

21 Jan

A la Dwight K. Schrute from NBC's The Office

The cake says it all, and the the justification is that I didn’t invent anything nor did I stop world hunger. It is my birthday so let’s just have cake.

We can eat it too. I’ve been learning to indulge just a little more thanks to my soon-to-be wife, Kristal. She likes to spoil me despite the fact that I don’t always know how to respond to acts of kindness.  Kristal will go out of her way to invite all of my closest friends to come celebrate…me. It sounds bizarre. I don’t know why she does it, but here’s how I’m learning to respond to her catering:

  • Give a definite “yes” or “no,” and don’t just shrug with indifference.

  • Be specific when asked for my preferences and likings

  • Go with the flow.

If it were up to me, I’d spend my birthday alone with my thoughts while lying on my bed staring at the ceiling. However, I am starting to realize that if she feels that I deserve this treatment then I better start going with it. There’s no point in fighting.

And I must say, it’s starting to feel pretty good.

Learning to Indulge


Hearts Be Light

28 Nov


  • No strollers…
  • Dancing with Goofy…
  • No lines…
  • “Shuffling” with Chip & Dale…
  • No people (well…a few)…
  • “Snow…”
  • Christmas music blaring throughout the park…

…compliments of KOST-FM.

All Christmas and Disney sentiment consumed us. We acted like there wasn’t a problem in the world…nor did we speak of the fact that we had work within the next 5 hours. We were kids again.

Mother’s Touch

17 Jun

This morning, as my mother and I crossed paths in a hallway at home, she took each of my hands into hers, looked me in the eyes and said

You inspire me to keep going.

Before I could even think, I felt myself smile as my eyes filled with tears.

As we continued to hold hands in the middle of the hallway, we prayed for our family.


Back to Life

8 Jun

How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know
This weakness I feel I must finally show

Awake My Soul – Mumford & Sons

I blame my job.

Lately, focusing on anything creative seems impossible, and it’s downright depressing when I compare my creative output now to how expressive I was during my unemployment stint last year.

It’s a wonderful job though, and I should never complain.

White collar? Yes.

Medical? Yes.

The perks? Goodness!

It’s not like my job is 24/7. I’d say it’s more like 12/6, and it’s hard for me to be intentional with my writing. At the end of my work days, I’m exhausted and just want to numb my brain with TV or online social networks.

So yeah…This two month drought of blogging, writing, and vlogging has been a perpetual guilt trip in my gut for a few reasons.

  1. I feel like I’ve lost “it.” “It” being anything such as profound insight, sound reasoning, or  creative expression.
  2. This leads into a “I have nothing valuable to share so my life must be so…boring” self-evaluation.
  3. Which concludes the overall opinion about myself “The messenger is dead.” Well not dead, probably just sleepy or slothful. No. wait. Here’s one: APATHETIC.

Solution? Awake the messenger, and revitalize him.

But how?

  • Remind him of the things he’s passionate.
  • Tell him to be himself. People will ridicule, disagree, or treasure, but that shouldn’t make him shy away.
  • Also, tell him to surround himself with wise and creative counsel. Prolonged isolation can be dangerous.
  • Sit down and be proactively express.
  • Share this blog post…



Down for the Count

11 Apr

People always say “Count your blessings.

Yes. Do it. You just might be overwhelmed by how much good there is in your life.

Every day our emotions are elicited by world events, social drama, and pop culture. These things can chip away at us, distorting our identity and convictions, but how many elements out there actually build us up and hold us together?

Counting our blessings helps us stay anchored. You’ll be surprised that sometimes it only takes a few good things to keep hope alive in order to outweigh the brokenness in this world.

Paul, the apostle, writes how we shouldn’t worry about anything but should give our problems up to God. Paul then continues with:

Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.

Philippians 4:8 (NIV)

People also say “Be thankful.”

Yes. Do this too. In the midst of our thankfulness, we can actually give. We often forget this.

Freely you have received, freely give. – Jesus Christ

We get so caught up in “I’m thankful for this. I’m thankful for that. Wow, I’m so blessed.” And it stops there. We do nothing but say that we’re thankful, and we take no action to show that we are. We don’t pay it forward or give back. Such an opportunity to impact lives here! Imagine the actions driven by the gratitude and passion…

So when you’re feeling down, up, or leveled, settle down and take the time to literally count your blessings. As a result, being thankful should come naturally. But don’t let it stop there when you can actually give in thanks.

Strawberry Swingin’

5 Aug

It’s the details

…and the harmony

…that put us on top of the world.

Fact has it that there is a not-so-secret society among us, a society that is not exclusive, and everyone wants in. Within this group, people have a sense of greatness along with their peers across the globe whom they have never met. I’m not referring to the whispered conspiracies of the free masons or illuminati. The members of this not-so-secret society are both poor and wealthy, and they have resources for each other that can pull each other through tight binds, criticism, and adversity; resources like hope, encouragement, empathy, laughter, tears, and heck…money too. What is the main component that ties these people together? Appreciation…for life, each other, and even God. This appreciation drives joy (and not just happiness) through the roads of their lives. It also fuels the hope for each day they start and finish.

Another featured trait among these people is their attention to effort and detail, the little enhancements that can make life grand. As depicted above, adding a little extra zest to some stock sparkling cider turns a table of “commoners” into a banquet of kings and queens. Does that imply looking down upon others? By no means. While I can try to articulate it in my own words, I believe Coldplay does it so much better with theirs:

People moving all the time inside a perfect straight line
Don’t you wanna curve away?
It’s such it’s such a perfect day, it’s such a perfect day

Strawberry Swing by Coldplay

Whether you’re escaping, conquering, laughing, or crying, there are others right there along with you. Together we push forward, putting in the effort to survive these harsh winters and dry seasons. Globally, we’re non-exclusive, and we differentiate ourselves for the better by being present and encouraging each other. We don’t need all of the money and power in the world to be at the top. We’re on top of the world because of God and each other. We are blessed, “strawberry swingin’” with world-class status.

Now raise your glasses!