No Sin Allowed...

I'm finding it hard to figure out how to even begin writing today. My heart has been prodding me to release a few thoughts that have been rolling around in my head regarding the Christian community at large. I'm worried that you won't hear it for what it is and will read far more into it for what it is not. But I'm going to try to be clear by eliminating what these thoughts are not about first.

Marriage On The Rocks

Bartender, I'll take a marriage... on the rocks... served extra cold please.

I Lied

So I have a confession to make. I lied. I sat right there in that chair on that pretty stage in front of all those people and lied. At first it was just to a group of people over two services, but they video'd it and published it on YouTube for the world to see, effectively making me lie to the world at large.

samson Not SAMSON

Our pastor was teaching on the epic and tragic life of Samson out of the Old Testament this past Sunday. He began his talk with a video that portrayed a gritty scene set across a dark battlefield like something you might imagine right out of Middle Earth where Sauron possibly took his last stand against Aragorn and the Fellowship of the Ring - sans Frodo, Sam, and Boromir.

Shepherding A Child's Heart

Parenting is a treacherous job at best. We parents are given no instructions with how to raise little Johnny or Suzy when the stork drops them off on our doorsteps. You'd think you could flip them around and remove their shirt to find their directions printed clearly, in English and Spanish, across their backs. This would make life so much easier after all.

The God-Sized Box

I'm a fairly level headed guy. Mostly anyhow. The only time I'm not is when someone crosses my family. I can not begin to explain to you the rage that courses through my body or what it feels like to black out and lose precious moments in time that you find you did something that you later regret. Things get said. Or yelled rather. Actions happen that can not be rationally explained. I can only liken it to what David Banner feels like when he starts to see red and the next thing you know he sees green... big green... ugly... raging... pissed off green. And the Hulk emerges.

I Heart Penny

I love pennies.

There, I've said it. Now that it's out there, I'm not ashamed to tell you that I hunt for them, eyes to the ground in every parking lot, searching for that fleck of a shiny orange portrait of Lincoln. Most of the time the pennies I find have seen better days and bear marks from their hapless journey that ended in a dirty parking lot or bathroom floor. But I love them anyway.

"With Apologies..."

Howdy kids! Welcome to my first blog post! I promise all other posts will be shorter than this one, but since it is an introductory post, I thought I'd be thorough so you can decide whether you'd like to follow this blog.