Mobile Minutes: Midnight Musings


It’s almost midnight…

I’ve been thinking of new projects, ideas, and adventures in coming months. I think I’m going about it the wrong way. I get these desires to split my identity into multiple directions (running, marketing, writing, music, teaching, missions…), and what I’m watching is the fact that I’m diluting the most powerful branding image…

Me.

I don’t need a site for cooking, or a site for running, or a site for writing. I just need to be me. Readers decide if they’re going to understand my thought process all on one page, and it isn’t my responsibility to be apologetic about it, right?

Yes, I can write about marriage, running, and rave parties in the same blog because it all revolves around one element: my unique identity.

I suppose in some instances I’ve lost contact with the internal artist that creates the abstract that is my mind*.

Naturally, that all starts right here at FilingThePapers.com.

-D-

*Yuppiest thing I’ve ever said…

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?

Soccer Clinic I

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-

Mobile Minutes: He’s Alive


There are so many vivid memories of my childhood, Easter holds some of my favorites:

-Fighting with MC on dressing up…every…single…year…
-Fighting with MC on family pictures…every…single…year…
-Crazy early Easter services…church when the sun hasn’t even come up…
-Crying children during the sermon…
-Anita, a kind old soul at the church grew up at, hitting “He’s Alive!” three octaves above the congregation…
-Becoming old enough, and potentially mature enough, to begin to grasp the understanding of the incredible relationship I share with Christ. The humbling reality that I have no control over this borrowed life.

He has risen, indeed.

-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-