Can anyone guess what this is? If you guessed the amount of onions on a Quarter Pounder w/Cheese when ordered without onions, then you are the winner, along with me for ordering it. I think there is an onion conspiracy at my local McDonalds. Yesterday, I was charged for someone else’s order. This is a declaration against this establishment. I have my eye on you Ronald!
This is the B-E-S-T best I have ever seen. It beats many other spiritualized versions.
I am officially a disciple of Marko. Recently I had the pleasure of meeting him and noticed his footwear. I am a little particular about what I put on my feet and aspire to foot model status one day. Anyway, Marko was wearing these lined Crocs and insisted that I give them a try. I was blown away. I have tried the unlined version and didn’t care for them much, but the lined ones are great. So yesterday, at one of my favorite Mexican restaurants, I was given a pair for my birthday. I haven’t really taken them off since. It’s amazing what the little things can do.
Thanks mentor of footwear.
Today I am thirty-seven. There were times that I thought I wouldn’t live to be this old. Frankly, it doesn’t feel a day older than thirty-six. In fact, since I have been eating a little (very little) better, it feels pretty good.
Update Remembrance for the past year:
Thanks to a pretty extraordinary year, I realized a lot more about who I am and what I love.
I have a great wife and a great immediate family.
The people in my life who care about me are more of my family than the rest of my genetic family.
Dr. Pepper makes me sweat, a LOT.
Surprisingly, if I could sit in a room and do one thing it would be talk to people.
I am a real person apart from my youth ministry passion.
I get angry at silly stuff that doesn’t really matter (working on this one).
I don’t get that angry about big stuff that does matter (this one too).
I used to think that knowing about God made you a pretty good person, and I looked down on people who didn’t.
I used to think God needed my protection.
When I am trying to impress people, they like me less.
I love music and don’t treat myself to it enough.
So that is my words of wisdom for myself at the ripe old age of thirty-seven. Overall, I just feel very blessed to be where I am, in a church that loves me where I am.
I have been reading this book by Anthony Demello called The Way to Love. It is a part of a group I am meeting with and was a favorite of one of the couples in the group. I have to admit, my skeptical nature reared its head when they recommended it just because they praised it so much.
After reading three chapters, I would have to recant my reticence to read it. Or maybe I should just quit. It has hit just about every button I have, and chapter three is so much of my emotional junk that I wonder if the author is spying on me. That would be extraordinary since he has long since died.
Chapter three relates our sin to a computer programmed to run a certain way. I, like most computers, am sold out to my way of doing things. When things don’t obey my programming, I easily become agitated, anxious or just plain mad. He walks through that response in a unique way.
“When things are not under your control or the future is uncertain, your computer insists that you experience anxiety, tension, worry. Then you expend a lot of energy coping with these negative emotions…
And you live a pathetic existence, constantly at the mercy of things and people, trying desperately to make them conform to your computer’s demands, so that you can enjoy the only peace you can ever know.”
As we all talked last night, I realized we all do this at least a little bit. I feel like I have this mastered. So I am trying to break this cycle in the best way I know how. I’ll let you know how it goes.
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