My P.E. teacher, Miss Somebody, wrote in my autograph book (hey, it was in ’73) “You could be a real star if you apply yourself.” Ah! What? Meany. That pissed me off. But deep down, I knew what she meant. I sandbagged. Did the minimum required. I could have been a great basketball player if I tried harder. But I …
Awake O Sleeper
I awoke because someone shook the bed, as if standing at the foot and pressing hard on the mattress several times. It couldn’t be Tony moving around, or Jack who sleeps at our feet. It was too strong, too distinct.I got up to go to the bathroom, half expecting an angel on the way. Goose bumps ran over my scalp …
I’ve had enough, I’m going fishing
I’ve had enough. I’m going fishing. Back to my old life, to the life I lived before I met Jesus. My heart aches to see him again, but I’m haunted by the look in his eyes when I said, “No, I don’t know him.” that last time.If I could forget the past week, I’d pay every last shekel I have. …
Terry Schiavo
Tony and I were talking during our anniversary lunch about the Terry Schiavo case. We really feel the Lord is drawing the nations attention to this case for a reason. Perhaps challenging us on our stand on life. We are becoming reckless. I agree with the President. “Err on the side of life.” I mean, who wouldn’t want to give …
Faith Chick Dot Com & me at the gym
Here’s me at the gym: on the curl machine, third set of reps. 1….2…..3…4….5…6… Eyeing the leg press machine I’m supposed to work next. Ooooh, that old guy is getting on the leg press. Shoot. Takes him 15 minutes to work on machine… 7,8,9,10. Hop up, run over to the other leg press machine so I can work my legs …
Please don’t empale me
I was almost empaled. Not by a torturer, for pain, or death, but by a love sick, radical bass playing worshipper. (Love the way you worship, dude.) At Fire Dwellers Friday night, Jake and I did a warm up song for a sound check, next thing we know, we’re in the zone. It was awesome. Saturday I went to Ezra’s …
Rainy days and Thursdays
It’s raining. Guess spring has sprung in central Florida. I only have two minutes to write this so pardon all goofs.I wore my shorts inside out to the gym yesterday. Noticed while doing sit ups, “Gee, there’s a tag.” Don’t read anything deep into this. I was tired when I got up at 6:30. I went to prayer, then the …
Two Gold Fish
Every time one of our former youthees grows up, gets married and has a baby or two, I beg them out of sheer lunacy, “If it’s a boy, name him Rachel, er, no, I mean Tony. If it’s a girl, Rachel. Naaammee herrr Rachel.” They laugh. I laugh. They think I’m kidding…. I begged my sister, who recently had a …
Vignettes at the Cross
She didn’t recognize him. Bruised, bloody, beaten. He stumbled under the weight of the splintered Cross. Wind tunneled down the narrow street, billowing his blood soaked robe. Flesh hung and she could see the jagged edges of his skin and muscle. She could see through to the bone. She looked away as bile rose in her throat and tears streamed …
Oooo, eeee, aaahhh, ouch!
We watched the Contender tonight. Didn’t intend to watch this but oohh, aaahhh, owee. I felt bad for the guy who lost, Jonathon Reid. He had such a great heart. And such a large family. I racquetballed with Jim Travis Tuesday. I let him win. You know, male ego and all. Right… I am still sore today. Add to that, …