Was iChatting with a friend of mine tonight when all of the sudden crossed the 12:00 a.m. threshold into September 11th [notice the 9/11/08 towards the top]. 39 years ago today the world was....er.....uh...blessed with my birth.
Anyway, check out the iChat window.....Happy Birthday to Me!
...well hopefully not in the Mite program anyway. Tonight we signed up our youngest for the instructional mite program in the peaceful sport of our community amateur hockey league. He's incredibly excited to get on the ice. Here he is in partial uniform. Can you see the fire in his eyes!
Well, not really. But I was recently invited to join a bar band. Two of the new people who have begun to participate in the life of our little tribal expression of the Methodist Church that I serve asked me a month or so ago if I would be interested in being the drummer in their band. I said, "Well, yeah!" Our hope is to break into the local music scene where we live and just have a good time playing Friday and/or Saturday nights. Last night was our first gig...a test run of sorts. We played a back yard rehearsal dinner for our friend's son's wedding. The crowd was extremely favorably disposed towards us and we had a blast.
Honorairius, [the bands name] has been together just a little over a month and consists of a threesome: bass, guitar, and percussion. The lead singer, my friend named Linda has this awesome, Sheryl Crow/Melissa Ethridge/Chrisse Hynde sound to her and she can sing like nobody's business. Her song Seamus [what an awesome name!!!] keeps is funky on the bass. We're singing a lot of what Linda calls, "chick alternative:" Sheryl Crow, Melissa Ethridge, Joan Osbourne, The Pretenders, Paula Cole, KT Tunstall, and even some Beatles tunes, Amy Winehouse, and Duffy and, some of Linda's original songs.
We're working on a website, when it's up and running I'll publish a link.
Today I got to play "professor" for a day. One of the members of my church directs the surgical tech program and the local university. She asked if I would come teach a unit on death and dying. I was humbled by the invite. So over a period of 2 1/2 hours 40 undergrad students and I talked about death as it pertains to patient care and self care. It was a really humbling experience and I had an absolute blast. Also, three students came up after the presentation and said, "Where's your church located again? I'd like to come try it out."
Friends, I need to get something off of my chest. I did something today that I haven't done in about 15 years. In fact, I was surprised how quickly the addiction came back. It was powerful, too powerful to ignore, so I succumbed and gave myself to the emotion and the passion of the experience...
Friends, I rode a brand new bike! For the first time I rode my brand new Trek Cruisliner to the office! Can you believe it!?!?
I am what you would call a "big and tall man," so finding a bike that is comfortable and supports my girth is a daunting task. I've always been a rather large human being who has left a large carbon footprint on this blue and green spinning ball. Yet, over the last several years, I have begun to come to terms with my struggle to be a good steward on every level: materialistically, physically, emotionally, sociologically, politically, and energetically. What I do with my whole being as an integrated person of faith I have come to understand is vitally important. As Paul indicates in his first letter to the church in Corinth, "if one part of the body suffers, the whole body suffers." In the same vein, if one part of our "personhood" - our being created in and renewed in the image of God - person suffers, then the whole self suffers as well.
So, as the subtitle of my blog indicates I am seeking to live the integrated life; a life of body, soul, and spirit, not as separate entities of dualistic dimensions, but as a living microcosm of the Triune God I worship, whose image I am created in. I am on a quest to get healthy, love more, give of myself - time, energy, money, talents, friendship - more liberally so that every aspect of my life resonates with this holistic understanding of the life of faith.
I need your prayers and support. In future posts I will be a bit more transparent about my physical fitness goals and the point from which I am beginning. For most of my life I have treated my weight as "the thing of whose name we shall not speak" but it's time to come clean! I'm also in the process of organizing this new initiative around a noble cause; to raise money to support the eradication of global hunger. There are many organizations out there, and I have contacted some - I want to be their Jared, you know, the guy who sells the subs that he ate while he lost all the weight. Except I don't want you to buy a sub. I want you to feed a hungry person; I want to take food out of my mouth so you can support someone else by putting food in theirs; I want you to share what you have with others who have not!
Well there, I guess I've said it now. You can't get more public that cyberspace. Stay tuned my friends. Thanks for taking you time to stop buy!
And ironically, during this season of personal discernment, Carlos Whittaker over at RagamuffinSoul inspired me with his Ragamuffin Top Challenge, to get active, eat healthy, and lose some extra pounds. While I haven't yet formally signed on board, Carlos man, I'm wittcha!
It's hard to believe but my baby boy turned the big "6" today. Brennan celebrated his big day with mom and dad, little bro and grandma and grandpa with yet another Spongebob cake [that's two years in a row].
Happy birthday little man. You make us soooo proud!
Ok so I finally get home a day early and surprise my wife and kids. I wasn't supposed to be home until today. And, this is what greats me:
I spent all last week not even wearing a jacket. It was in the mid 60's downstate. Today, as I sit and finish the message at my local haunt the MidTown Bakery, the bank sign across the street reads 33.
Arrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhh! It's April for heaven's sake!