XXXI: El Salvador


It’s not that I’m running out of creative titles, but instead I think this one is a bit more important to be upfront.

We’re heading to El Salvador, Darco and myself.

We’ve made the commitment to head back into Central America this July; being led by God and tackling hard issues along the way to come to this decision. This will be the first time that Darco and I have worked together on a mission trip (and only the fourth time in my life a family member has been with me on a mission trip). This’ll also be her first time venturing outside of the United States; as you can tell from previous posts, travel isn’t really big on her list of experiences so for even a week culture shock could happen (more than likely, she’ll not want to come back to the States afterwards).

We’ll leave on the second week of July, that’ll give me a few days rest from my first big race in Arizona, and will give me two weeks worth of rest before racing in Pittsburgh….a week before school starts.

Needless to say, El Salvador has become the focal point of the summer, our hearts, and trying to spiritually prepare to let God do His thing, and for me to back off my overwhelming tendencies of panic, doubt, and fear.

Darco has taken it a step further, she’s actually created a “Go Fund Me” page for us. You’ve got all the details right here.

One of the key components to this whole event; hearing the simple question asked…

Would you be interested in running a soccer camp in El Salvador?

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How can I refuse an open door like that?

-D-

P.S. If you’re interested in donating to this rather epic adventure, check out our GoFundMe page!

Mobile Minutes: Numbers


Because I know this message will go to thousands of accounts (literally), it’s a good source to ask for assistance.

I feel bad for Darco, she’s dealing with nasty stressors in life and she tends to bottle it up internally.

It’d mean the world to me if you’d just say a quick prayer for her…

-D-

XXXI: Jumping In


I’ve spent all night trying to remember if I’d used that title before…

Most aspects of my life I at least try to measure out. I calculate the angles, pray, and do my best.

However, as data has been collected over the years, I’ve noticed that there has consistently been one exception to the rule:

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#getyourpraiseon


A simple thing that I absolutely love:

Friday night tends to be pretty strange. Darco is in bed by 8:30PM due to leaving for work at 4:00AM, and I tend to have very late workout sessions to unwind from the workweek.

Truly, there is nothing sweeter to me than being able to see my wife fast asleep, tuck the covers in around her, and kiss her on her forehead without waking her up.

Those split second moments are what I’ve learned to cherish in this life.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: St. Patrick’s Fun


I wish I could claim 100% Irish blood, but sadly I can’t. Truly, I am a mutt. However, that doesn’t mean I can’t have a good time.

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It was so encouraging to see my friends at Rock & Run Brewery dealing with a packed house on a Tuesday night. They’ve become quite the staple for the northern realm of the city.

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A car bomb later Darco and I enjoyed the night with friends, laughs, and a few pints.

I have no complaints getting in touch with my family’s strange history.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Feet Out


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Only part of me you can make out...the white legs

This is my morning. On the constant agreement to only take one vehicle into the city I was blessed with traveling with Darco to her job…at 4:00 AM this morning. I had a doctor’s appointment at 9:45, so couldn’t justify added travel expenses. So…outside her store you could see my feet sticking out the car window and I peacefully slept in the car for another three hours.

It’s at least a good spring break story.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Flats


Darco is woken up by her store, notifying her of a scheduling error…resulting in her heading to work for two hours this afternoon.
Phone call results in us falling behind in time to get to church.
The Mazda3 has hit the level of “epic” in regards to a flat tire.
Yep…it’s definitely Sunday.

-D-