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I AM MAN… Hear me roar! ….and choke up

I AM MAN… Hear me roar! ….and choke up

I just stepped in pee. It has nothing to do with this post but I can’t think of a way to start this entry that somehow escapes the “it’s been so long since I’ve last written” bit so I figured I’d start there. I walked into the basement bathroom–which is rarely used by anyone–and immediately felt a wetness on my sock. Turning the light on I notice the puddle of approximately 3-5 day old pee. It only caught the side of…

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My 6.3 Seconds

My 6.3 Seconds

A couple of weeks ago I spoke at Grassroots Church on accepting the reality that we are not the main character in this story – and that if we actually understood what our role is, we’d probably approach this journey we’re all on very differently. I used my own story of serving as an actor… er… extra in a little indy film called “Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest” as a sort of segue into my point. It was…

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Coercing Kids with Hell

Coercing Kids with Hell

It’s been 3 months since my last post. Flip. My whole purpose in creating this inciting incident was to start writing more frequently and consistently. It’s hard. Let me tell you: it’s hard. But I won’t give up. It’s 2014 and a clean slate for starting over. I think rule number 1 is to just not beat yourself up over it. So I haven’t written much in the last while – get over it. I’ll live. Let’s just pick up…

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Feeding Four Year Olds Fear

Feeding Four Year Olds Fear

One of the greatest struggles we have with our four year old is getting him to eat. It hasn’t always been this way. When he was under 3, he would eat anything. It was out of control, really. In fact, there were days where we would just sit there with him and try 10-15 random foods from the fridge just to see what his limits would be. There were none. He ate anything. We were completely fascinated at this willingness…

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Mingling with the Splendours we See

Mingling with the Splendours we See

A few weekends ago we were out camping with some friends. One morning my buddy and I woke up early, hopped on the quad, and drove some 20-30 minutes to access a hidden lake in the middle of seemingly nowhere. As we drove up the hill to the lake, the scene we beheld was surreal – the water was glass, the air was crisp, standing at attention, holding its breath. The trees looked down on us, roused from a night’s…

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