XXXI: Achievement Unlocked

In a few days I’ll be embarking on a mission trip to the southern tip of the state of Missouri, referred to frequently as the “bootheel” (and spoken as ‘boothill’). There I’ll be partaking in some activities with the local community, hanging out with kids, a little painting, and all sorts of other random goodies.

I’m rather excited about this trip because it’s my first with the church family that Darco and I spend time with throughout the week. Additionally though, I’m really, really excited because it’s my first mission trip with my wife. Continue reading


Mobile Minutes: Strange Workings

There’s something to be said about the education system, long paid breaks, and God’s plan.

I’m just peaking into the summer with curiosity…

There’s a plan in motion…

I can feel it…


XXXI: Straightening Out

Calm, warm Sunday.
I’m sitting at church, Darco is teaching a Sunday School class (incredible how much she’s grown), and I’m plotting out life in my head.


Love my NumShirt!

Pieces of life swirl together, more and more of them are coming together. Darco starts her new position on Monday, meaning she’ll be carpooling with me to work from now on (that’s how close my school is to her new store). I’ll know tomorrow what I’ll need to do to apply for the full time IA position at the school, and will begin the process of becoming a full time district employee.
With the apartment lease up in May we’ll finally move to the city from where we currently reside. I’ll keep running, and hoping that Darco will join me, in the amount of free time through the week. We’ll start the process of enrolling me in a new college class to begin the reinstatement of my teaching certificate, so that I’m ready for the classroom come August of 2015. We’ll keep working with area families on a new church plant, and I’ll keep working with a local brewery on their marketability.
All the pieces are coming together to where “adulthood” will actually begin.

Hmmmm…just thought of a new shirt:

Eat. Sleep. Run. Repeat.


XXXI: Strength

I get to play a rough game during the standard work week…

Wake up.
Quick protein bar.

I’m still trying to get used to the concept, but trust me when I say that it isn’t easy. Sacrifices are made, plans get rearranged, and planning ahead was never so important.

All for the sake of running. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Grace Is Silence

Darco and I have been working on grace. Specifically myself demonstrating it. Throughout the Bible is speaks of grace that God demonstrates…nearly non-stop in many instances.

Well, if we’re to be Christ-like, and God is grace…then we’re to demonstrate grace, yes?

Personally, I look at the worst quality of my innate existence, and aim at what grace is in that medium.

I’m quick to pull the trigger, use words as weapons, and emotions at ammunition. If my mouth opens, or the keys begin to type, control can be lost easily.

So, how would I demonstrate grace when knowing this?

Silence. Learning that talking, typing, texting, etc…isn’t always the answer. If we wait in silence, patiently expecting the whisper in the breeze, we could be surprised at the final product. Sure, this isn’t the exact concept of grace for everyone.

As for myself though…maybe less really is more.


O: Falling In Love at a Coffee Shop

…I think that possibly, maybe I’m falling for you…

-Landon Pigg-

If that quote wasn’t cheesy enough, perhaps the narration below will be…

Together, in the corner, the quiet couple sat. Heads leaning, faces smiling; the world revolved around them. Through espresso clouds and coffee aromas; their eyes never each other. Quiet she whispered for him to lean across the table, almost desiring the yell a secret in the crowded, little cafe. With eyes interlocked, hands cupping her beautiful face; he paused, curious about the rendition, the secret that lied along her lips. A quick kiss, she slightly pulled back, and whispered gently, “I love you.”

There is something about our breed, our culture; that dictates the idea that everything must be done in exact time. You must date for “X” amount of years, be engaged for “X” amount of months, and have children within “X” amount of time following. While many of us will read this, shaking around heads, saying that such notion is ludicrous; deep down we’re matching our lives up with that timeline.

I did the exact same thing.

When dating in college, I wanted to say, “I love you”, to a girlfriend; my friends [her friends] informed me though, that we needed time to ‘discover ourselves’ before getting serious. I’m sure they discussed these notions over tea parties with their barbies in their dorm room [that was sarcasm]. The same could be said for my marriage; I was informed that I should date for at least a year before getting engaged, and the engagement should be short enough that we’d be excited, but long enough so the process wouldn’t be painful leading up to the wedding [it was still painful, wedding organization and planning is just straight up…*shudders*…].

Reviewing all of this useful facts and interesting concepts lead me back to today’s concept that I was pondering why traveling down the barren, stupidly hot road: why all our time to be dictated? When speaking to my girlfriend, before we were ‘official’ [whatever that is]. We decided that we’d be cheesy and go off God’s time. We know the expectations of each other, the dreams of both, and overall goal to please Him.

Long story short; thanks for the mathematical input of when the time is write to mumble out specific syllables and grunts, but…we’re got it taken care of.

And yes…that mocha was especially good last night.