XXXI: Fresh Start 2.0


What if we got our Christmas present early this year? We can grab it on Black Friday probably…

Thankfully, I’m still in awe at how good God is to us, especially considering that none of us deserve any of His grace. It’s been an adventurous, heart warming past couple weeks for Darco and myself. As noted in the earlier post, I was offered a teaching position at the school of my dreams for next year. I gladly accepted. Darco’s review for promotion was yesterday, and again I’m humbled to report that she also was promoted to store manager of her Starbucks location in the city. These are both major changes for both of our careers, each of which we hold delicately and passionately. Continue reading

XXXI: Through The Motions


I can’t even express to you the struggle of motivation that i’ve faced throughout today. In some instances Saturday’s are the best, but in others they are the absolute worst. Waking up late, snacking on random chocolate pieces throughout the apartment, and catching up on past television shows.

All while knowing that I need to go to the gym, get my daily run in, lift weights, and as some older generations have stated, “blow the stink off of me”.

It’s just hard to get going. Continue reading

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:

Mission Trips Continue reading

#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: Trying to Grow


God only knows that I’m trying to grow up. These past two weekends I’ve tried to adjust priorities in order to create a more financial sound, cleaner, and organized household.

As simple as it sounds, I’ve aimed at making lounging and cartoons go towards the bottom of the list. In turn it’s replaced with training, cleaning, and cooking.

Slowly but surely there are glimmers of hope. I replaced the tires on the Mazda and purchased new wiper blades. I opted out of watch parties for soccer yesterday so that two weeks of laundry could get washed. I’m losing some sleep tonight, but all food for this week is being purchased and prepped tonight.

It’s without excuse…

That’s the whole premise I’m trying to live off of at the moment. If God provides us, a family, with an opportunity to grow we are without excuse of we don’t follow through. That means through health, love, commitment, finances, etc…

This also means my role as a husband. Am I doing enough? Are my priorities correct? Am I working hard enough to lead? It’s been alright, but these past two weekends have been better. Does that make sense? I’m just trying to lead through example, not just through my words, and just…trying to grow up.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Numb Death


Death.
The context of it didn’t mean much to me growing up. I accepted the idea of death, but an individual dying didn’t play at my heart strings.

Truly, honestly it was until finding out this morning that a former supervisor (and a current friend) lost their spouse, that the truth of death really set in.

Finding the news made my heart hurt. I put Darco in the scenario, and the imaginary trip from that was enough to force me from bed to locate food.

It hurts. Death hurts when you embrace love. As a Christian I can speak of the peace associated with the first death, but as a human the reality is still haunting.

I’m going to squeeze Darco a little tighter tonight, and keep praying for my friend. I suppose all of this reminds me that I’m getting a little older, and my heart is finally getting a little softer.

-D-