The days are long
but the years are
are full of
are full of
But it is
It will all
My kids all made me something for my birthday. They were all special and sweet.
This poem from my oldest daughter brought tears to my eyes.
I’m glad your my dad,
I love you so much,
Sorry sometimes I’m bad,
but then you give a special touch.
I’m glad your my dad,
everything is gonna be ok,
even tho sometimes you seem mad,
you brighten up my day.
I’m so glad you adopted me,
And brought me into your home,
I love you so much
even if you were a garden gnome.
Because I have five kids, it would be virtually impossible to keep everything they draw, write, or paint.
This one, though, is definitely a keeper–even if we might need to work on the difference between your and you’re.
After all, it’s not every day a person promises to love you even if you were a garden gnome.
What is a gift you have been given that you deeply cherish (other than salvation)?
My family went to the “dollar movies” this past Friday night. Technically, it isn’t the dollar movies anymore since it now costs $2.50 per ticket. But old habits die-hard, so I still call it the dollar movies.
We saw Monsters University. I know–most people saw it during the Summer, but tickets weren’t $2.50 during the Summer. When you have 5 kids and like going to the movies, patience isn’t just a virtue–it is essential to keep you from going completely broke.
Getting there about 15 minutes early, we had to find ways to entertain ourselves. We talked about their day at school, but my kids soon became bored with that. We answered some of the trivia on the screen, but that didn’t entertain them long. Thankfully, the movie was getting close to starting.
That’s when my oldest daughter did this -
Okay–so this is a reenactment of what happened. At any rate, I ended up laughing about this the rest of the night.
I love that my kids love me. I love that they are growing and learning and becoming the people God created them to me.
And I love their silliness and how it can make me laugh and laugh.
Of all the blessings God has given me since salvation, my wife and kids are at the top of the list.
I am indeed a blessed man.
What have your kids (or grandkids or whoever) done recently to make you laugh?
I used to be a frequent reader of Christians novels of the supernatural/suspense variety. The “used to” part of that sentence is because of two things. One–I became more involved with reading theology and Christian non-fiction. And two–the theology in some of the Christian novels I otherwise enjoyed was somewhat smushy.
In regard to the novels mentioned, smushy theology (at least to me) is when what is being depicted is not quite biblically accurate or when it is biblically accurate, but terribly stated. These books, while interesting and mostly enjoyable, contained questionable material with the possibility of leading people either astray or into confusion. Because of this, for the most part, I quit ready these types of novels.
Then I learned that Jared C. Wilson had written Otherwold, a novel in the genre I had abandoned. This is the first novel for Wilson who is best known for his nonfiction works like Gospel Wakefulness and Gospel Deeps (among other books). Having read the former (as well as some of his articles/blog posts and following him on twitter), I knew his theology to be anything but smushy. So, I decided to give it a try.
And I wasn’t disappointed.
Otherworld is about strange occurrences in Houston and one of its suburbs, Trumbull. It begins with an event that sparks a tidal wave of speculation regarding UFO sightings and alien encounters. All of this, however, may not be as it appears as several of the characters gradually find out. Some of those characters make terrible decisions while others show themselves to be stronger than they realize, but they all seem believable even in a story born out of unbelievable happenings.
Of course, it is about more than any of that. It is also about faith, hope, and the belief that “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble” (Psalm 46:1).
Is there anything negative to say about this novel? Sort of. At times, it felt as though it had too many subplots. However, as the story went along the number of subplots helped to increase both the tension and my concern for the characters and their well-being. Especially since this is Wilson’s first novel, this is completely forgivable.
It is my hope that this review has piqued your interest enough to encourage to purchase this book without giving away anything that might harm your enjoyment of it.
Otherworld is a gripping book with good lessons; I really believe it is worth both your money and your time.
To purchase this book from Amazon click HERE.
What novel(s) have you read lately?
Today is my 36th birthday.
I know, I know–I look closer to 56. It’s okay if you think that–I do have a lot of gray hair.
When I was a kid, my birthday wish list was rather long filled mostly with GI Joe and He-Man toys. Things have change, though.
This year I only have one wish…
To help build a clean water well in Asia for the “least of these.”
There are millions of people around the world who are sick or dying because of a lack of clean drinking water. ActiveWater is trying to change this.
I have joined with Psalm 112 Men’s Ministry to try to raise money to build a well. The total amount needed is $4,000. My personal goal is $500.
Whether you can give a little or a lot–please consider donating.
We have been blessed to be a blessing—I encourage you to be a blessing to others.
Click HERE to donate!
To keep fighting and
going and marching,
he thinks about home.
Home, across the water,
is a continual reminder
of what will be.
When the war is over
and the battles cease he
knows what awaits him.
Rest will replace work,
peace will replace strife,
healing will replace pain.
While he waits he keeps
fighting, going, marching
I am not at Catalyst Atlanta. I have never been to a Catalyst conference. But I have heard A LOT about them and I know several people who are there.
What is Catalyst? Here is what their website says:
“Catalyst Atlanta is a powerful gathering of young leaders, a movement of influencers and world changers who love Jesus, see things differently, and feel a burden for our generation. We seek to learn, worship and create together with a momentous energy passionately pursuing God.”
If you are at Catalyst, I hope you learn a lot and grow more in love with Jesus.
But while you’re doing that, I have a few things I would like you to do for me.
1. Give John Piper a bag of seashells. I have a feeling that he likes seashells, but he would never collect them for himself. However, he might accept some as a gift.
2. Ask Bob Goff to give you his wallet. When he refuses, say “But what would Love Do, Bob? WHAT WOULD LOVE DO?!?!
3. Pick Henry Cloud up, throw him over your shoulder, and shout, “I don’t believe in boundaries!”
4. Challenge Lecrae to a rap battle. When he starts, hand him a roll of wrapping paper.
5. Show Dave Ramsey an empty envelope labeled “Books.” Tell him you would have purchased one of his books, but…
And if you do any of these things, remember–pictures or it didn’t happen.
Really, though, if you are at Catalyst I hope you have a great time and I hope you get energized (or re-energized) to impact the world for the glory of God.
What are some other things people could do at Catalyst? What’s the last conference you attended?
Last night was “Open House” at the elementary school four of my children attend. We were there for an hour and a half. In that time I came to a few conclusions. Here they are:
I’m surprised teachers don’t…
1. Quit. Every single day.
2. Slap someone. Every single day.
3. Go into the fetal position and cry for hours. Every single day.
4. Develop new twitches. Every single day.
5. Dream about having a less stressful job. Every single day.
Why am I surprised by all of this? Because of the noise.
To be honest, I think about this every time we eat lunch with one of our kids. The noise is deafening and the number of children all behaving in various shades of awful is jarring.
I’m not sure how much teachers get paid these days. Whatever it is, I don’t think it’s enough.
So, if you are a teacher who loves kids and does your best to teach and lead them….
What are you surprised that teachers don’t do? Who was your favorite teacher?
I love all the people in my family, but I’m not particularly fond of their feet. Let me explain.
There are seven people in my immediate family; me, my wife, and our five kids. I love all of them tremendously even on those days when they drive me slightly crazy.
However, having seven people in your family means there are fourteen feet. Don’t get me wrong–I’m glad everyone in my family has two feet. It is really our socks that cause the problem.
Having fourteen feet in my family means that we wear fourteen socks every day. Multiply that by the seven days in a week and you have….
Guess who has two thumbs and hates washing that many socks and matching them every week? Anyone with two thumbs.
Which is why they rarely get matched. That’s right–we don’t normally match our socks.
So, what do we do instead? We put them in a basket. What’s this basket called? The sock basket.
Isn’t it aggravating to always have to get socks out of the sock basket? No more aggravating than it would be to match all of them.
Maybe you think this is weird and are silently judging me in your head. And if so, that is fine. Because no matter who you are, you do some weird stuff, too.
We’re all different to some degree.
Yet, we are all the same in some important ways.
We are all created in the image of God. We have all sinned and fallen short of His glory. We all need Jesus.
No matter how weird we are or whether we have sock baskets or even if you bite your toenails.
It’s a good thing Jesus loves weirdos–because that describes us all.
What do you do that is a little weird?
Time is up,
hard to stay
around for her
and her son.
After days and
weeks he can
no longer keep
up the fight.
She tells him
that he can go,
that they will
be just fine.
Time is up,
stops and he