April 2011
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How the nurses probably feel at the hospital.
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The Meaning Behind The Song "Death In His Grave"
We sing John Mark McMillan’s “Death In His Grave” pretty often at Gateway. It’s an incredible song that I’ve been in love with since the first time I heard it. I was really excited when he wrote a blog explaining the specifics of why he wrote each line. Some of the stuff may seem obvious, but other times it’s nice to have his thoughts behind the lyrics....
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"Coaching." Part 2
(Please read Part 1.)
Welp, it’s official.
My wife wasn’t real pleased with my first post on coaching. Over the last 4 years that we’ve been together, I’ve really benefited from listening to her. So we talked for about an hour about this, and I feel like I need to write a follow-up post.
First, I would like to reiterate that my original post was not talking about...
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"Coaching." Part 1
Welp, it’s official.
If you are a pastor or creative director at a church of a thousand people or more, or if you recently left a church/organization to venture out on your own project, you are required to offer some sort of coaching. That people have to pay for.
I’m so tired of this market, but it seems to be exploding - mostly in the Christian world.
I understand the premise. I...
Today.
Today is one of those days in which I wish I could sit on the sand and watch the sunrise while listening to music in my headphones.
Then walk around downtown Hunting Beach with Es.
And then sit on the sand and watch the sunset while listening to music in my headphones.
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Project 2011
I don’t know how to write this without risking the possibility of sounding completely selfish, so I’ll just ask right at the top for you to not judge me too quickly.
I don’t really make new years resolutions. Just not a big fan. But coming out of an exhausting 2010 I realized that my family would be growing and that I was/am entering into a new chapter of life that I’ve...
Pardon the Curse.
I hope this is what really happens. I can’t grow a ‘stache, I hate raking leaves, and I know nothing about football.
Dipped Cones and Greek War Gods.
Es: They've got all these gods having sex with regular people, dippin' babies in things.
Me: Ok lady, it's not like Achilles was a dipped cone from Dairy Queen.
Es: Might as well be! They didn't dip the bottom of the cone or the baby.
Es and I are watching "Troy," and this was her...
Es: No it doesn't. Death Awaits you.
Me: I think he meant immortality like "you're names will live on forever."
Es: That guy just died.
Es: Dead.
Es: That guys dead.
Es: That guy screamed like a woman AS he died.
Me: That "Crazy Stupid Love" movie looks terrible.
Es: I thought it looked funny!
Me: That's 'cause you think terrible things are funny.
Es: That's why I married you.
Me: I thought you married me because you loved me?
Es: (laughing) No.
Burdens.
[Note: I write two different types of blogs.
One of them is for you. It is usually funny, silly or stupid. Often times just a picture or video. Sometimes an update on my life.
The other type of blog I write is for me. I’m not a christian blogger, leadership blogger, or anything like that. I don’t really feel like blogs are the best place to preach or teach or instruct. So...
