XXXI: Church Persona


I tend not to think of life in years as I do lifetimes. Currently, I’m on my third lifetime. I was watching some videos over at IAMSECOND, and one of the speakers brought up the point of not really understanding God’s grace until you release your church persona. It wasn’t until I heard that, that it really clicked with me.

In 2009 I was the model American Christian; I went to church, I knew scripture, I could maintain theological debates, I was in the right place. Two years following I gave up on the church image and walked away, hence the beginning of FilingThePapers.

Similar to the open road this has become my sanctuary, my reminder that God exists, that God is love, and that God cares about my repulsive, sinful soul. The rest of the world laughs at my mistakes, I personally tear myself down daily, but I can still wake up knowing God loves me for the flawed person I am. Continue reading

XXXI: Birthday Girl


Today has been a hodgepodge of oddities. From not being able to locate a stud in a wall for two hours at the office, to making three hardware store trips, to the enjoyment of Jim Gaffigan, I’ve done about all of it today. Currently I’m staying awake to join Darco here in a few minutes at Applebee’s. However, this is not an ordinary Applebee’s night.

Darco turned 21 today.

Which means, as the good husband, it’s my honor to ensure that she has a great night…

No…

A great week!

Check this out. I made a flyer this afternoon depicting the adventures for this upcoming week. I kid you not, there is something every single night going on in celebration of my wife turning 21 years old.

Non-stop action!

Non-stop action!

And it gets better! I just learned that One% Kansas City has asked us to invite eight of closest 21+ friends on Saturday night for the VIP table (granted, we’re going to need to find those friends)!

Why all the craziness?

Because frankly, my wife deserves it. She puts up with so much all of the time, and she deserves a week where it’s about her.

Let the good times roll!

-D-

Note: If you’d like to randomly creep and drop her a happy birthday note, you can on her Twitter account with the hashtag #clubdaugherty.

XXXI: Watching Space


You’re losing weight…you don’t stick out as much…

I love my wife, whether her comment above hurt or not, I still love her dearly. Perhaps it is because I’m a male that I have a fixation on the physical elements of life. Fitness, health, and the body. Nothing scientific, just the measuring point of where I stand in life. Honestly, I feel like my life has revolved around the physical glimpses of life as I’ve progressed through time. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Too Fast


I’m still recovering…

I started the 1600 meter way too fast on the first lap, I was dying by the third, and going insane on the fourth. I finished with a time that’s better versus where it has been (near a six minute drop since May). It isn’t good enough by any means, but it is progress.

More importantly though was the questions I fielded from Darco afterwards while I was working on a post-run snack. The questions showed me that she saw that I was serious about this two year commitment (I even turned down an opportunity for ice cream tonight). It makes me happy knowing that she saw through those four laps that I am completely insane, but I’m also completely dedicated.

God made me to run, and we’re going to show the world that.

-D-

XXXI: Focus


Amazing what random thoughts transpire over a steak at dinner…

While finishing up the weekend with Darco, we were enjoying dinner this evening and I was in mid-monologue about something that really struck me as unique; the inability to focus on the task at hand, and if it is temptation deviating from the overall goal?

Let me explain:
While at church this morning I thought up a fun t-shirt (in my warped world). It was rather simple, all black with white font that read My Bass Drop Is My Worship. It was a thought that tended to go against the current trend of acoustic/rock gospel music that runs through the airwaves today. Personally, I just think a crazy bass drop inside a ‘worship chorus’ would be absolutely face-melting awesome. It was something that caught my attention this morning. That turned into a clothing brand idea, which turned into a brand name, which turned into a business plan. Quite seriously that was my early afternoon while enjoying the World Cup final at Rock & Run Brewery.

With that random thought in mind, I shared it with Darco at dinner and while sharing it with her it dawned on me…

My objective is to train. My objective is to run.

I’ll gladly confess to having problems of finding five million projects to work on at once, it’s part of the curse of working with social media. You learn to ingest and create new content 24/7. That’s the expectation of the job. However, if left unchecked it can also dramatically affect your personal life also (food for thought). It was around the time that our food came out that I looked and Darco and simply said, “I think it’s temptation. There are so many things that I could be doing, but for now I have to focus. I’m to focus on training, I’m to focus on running.” The rest of life (work, family, church, etc…) moves on without a hitch, but outside of that I’ve made the specific commitment to focus on running for the next two years. Not only as a form of life, but also as growing closer in the form of my worship to my God.

Perhaps that’s another element of “XXXI”, learning to focus on what the priorities are and learning how to follow through with the commitments that you make. One of my biggest regrets/disappointments with the Kansas City Shock was knowing how many people I let down because I didn’t follow through with my word. Practically speaking I lied; I lied to people involved, fans, family, and even myself. My prayer is that “XXXI”, in a strange way, can be a form of redemption and forgiveness for the past failures and transgressions that still feel recent.

Maybe someday that shirt will be made, and maybe a new adventure will come along the horizon. For now though, I eat the food I’m supposed to eat, I lift the weights I’m supposed to lift, and I train, and I train, and I train. Each moment that the sweat is pouring, I’m praying; each moment the breathing is heavy, I’m praising.

I want my focus to be on the personal ability to demonstrate my worship to my Father.

-D-

XXXI: Body Issues


I’m going to mark my spot for being in the .01% of the United States population. I have a very strong dislike towards a recent trending topic (besides Hobby Lobby), and over the week I’ve been trying to figure out how I should address it, how I should write, and what I really dislike so much.

After eating two hard boiled eggs, a container of pineapples, and leftovers from dinner last night I think I know where to start.

I cannot stand the ESPN Magazine: Body Issue Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Arkansas Part V


Eighteen hours later…
Six bottles of coconut water later…
Two games of Pitch later…

I’m back in bed.

Darco is long gone, she’s been asleep for nearly ten minutes already, and I’m fading fast.

After surviving the morning race, we spent the day in the house, card games, and trying to get comfortable while our bodies stiffened up.

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I'd shoot the moon...

After a late lunch, family photos, and a pathetic attempt at a nap, Darco and I headed to our hotel for some sleep.

But not without catching this shot, which highlights really how extraordinarily beautiful my wife really is:

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Seriously...WOW!

Tomorrow will be early morning training, smoothie, waffles, and the open road back north.

Fighting the sleep demons…

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Arkansas Part IV


Race day…

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Beautiful morning for a 4 mile run...

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Finished! Good news, both were completed under an hour.

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Turns out there was a beautiful woman running the race as well.

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Love the Saucony shoes and KT Tape treatment.

…we survived.

Beautiful morning around a local pond in Fayetteville, Arkansas. Darco and I spent the morning along a gorgeous trail. Loving the weather, embracing grace, and feeling blessed.

Now…where’s the food.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Arkansas Part III


Made it…
But first.
A quick distraction at lunch. We were eating in Joplin, Missouri and I hijacked the road trip to show MC and Jim the area that was destroyed by the tornado a few years ago. I was there the day after, and Darco came a year later on a mission trip. I have two photos I’d like to share with you:

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Joplin High School: 2011

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Joplin High School: 2014

Absolutely massive new high school. It’s mind blowing to think that I once had a job interview with that school. It was so encouraging to see the ongoing progress for this city that has gone through so much.

Big thanks to Kansas City Bravery Clothing for an epic tank.

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Yes, thinking about the sun can burn my skin.

Darco and I grabbed our race packets down in Fayetteville (including a complimentary pint glass from a local brewery), and headed back to the family reunion.

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She's a cutie...

About an hour later I was in the back patio watching a fire, thinking about the race tomorrow.

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Now…after some quick grapes, it’s time for bed. Running comes early tomorrow.

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-D-

Mobile Minutes: Arkansas Part I


It’s that time of night. Running around cleaning and packing.

Darco & I are off to Arkansas with MC & Jim for the rest of the week. This is due to a family reunion…and a race at the same time. We’re taking the Mazda3 with us, it’s been thoroughly cleaned, along with some epic comfortable clothes.

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New floor mats!

I’m falling asleep, so…on the road tomorrow!

-D-