Image  —  Posted: July 12, 2017 in Uncategorized


Image  —  Posted: July 12, 2017 in Uncategorized


Image  —  Posted: July 12, 2017 in Uncategorized


Participation trophies get a bad rap.
I’ve heard them held up as everything that is wrong about a generation.
It’s time I come clean…I like participation trophies.
As a strikingly unathletic individual, I have received a few trophies I didn’t deserve.
As a strikingly flawed human being, I have received grace I didn’t deserve.
But, participation trophies get a bad rap.
I mean, C’MON!!! We are Americans for crying out loud!!! We value competition over charity!!
Participation trophies smell too much like grace. As long as we are winning, we prefer justice over mercy.
Participation matters.
Sometimes the hardest thing in life is just showing up. It takes commitment and courage to show up everyday and do what you have to do.
Some people deserve a trophy everyday…
The young parent who goes without sleep and takes care of a helpless little human. The older parent who goes without sleep while waiting for their teenager to make it home, literally and figuratively. The unappreciated employee who works nonstop for another person’s vision. Everyone who gives and lives and puts self on hold. Everyone who does something no one else wants to do.
They show up.
Even when it’s hard.
They participate everyday.
Give them a trophy.
Participation matters.
It says I was a part.
Not everyone can be #1, somebody has to be #2. (NOBODY wants to be #2) Sometimes the simple act of participating is a humbling thing. It’s sharing the spotlight, it’s surrendering the spotlight.
You do things that you aren’t personally passionate about.
But, if you participate in enough things, you will eventually find your primary thing. You participate until you can pursue.
Participation opens the door for passion.
Participation trophies speak loud.
They say…
I showed up.
I was a part of a team.
Participation matters.
Show up!
Smile at your teammates.
AND, hold your participation trophy high!!

Every New Day.

Posted: July 8, 2017 in Uncategorized


I watched the Moonpie discover her hands again this morning. She is fascinated by her fingers!! And just like that she teaches me that one of the keys to joy is the continual choice to rediscover what has always been there.


Image  —  Posted: July 6, 2017 in Uncategorized

A Ghost Story…

Posted: July 6, 2017 in Uncategorized

Gather around the campfire, I have a story to tell about a campfire that took up residence in me…

It’s a Ghost story and I assure you it’s completely true…
I first met the Ghost in a creaky old farm house in West Texas. The house had once been a family home, but that was many years ago. Now, it was in serious need of a paint job. There were large insects and rumors of creepy snakes. It was the perfect place to put a bunch of kids. It was there that I experienced a Ghost encounter. I had heard others tell Ghost stories, I had occasionally sensed a presence. But, when I turned to look, there was nobody there. That day was different, a seasoned Ghost-hunter named Jeanette kindly prayed that I would know the Ghost…and it happened! I met Him. This Ghost doesn’t scare me, in fact He helps me conquer my fear.
It’s crazy that my biggest source of comfort is a Ghost. Everyday I hear the Ghost, He gently whispers to me, “you are bigger than you think you are, you have experienced the indwelling of the infinite. You are a habitat for the Holy.” He assures me that I’m never alone. He tells me the truth and tells me which way to go.
I’ve learned to listen to the Ghost.
Some people have acted as self appointed Ghost busters. They deny the presence of the Ghost or they say that He hasn’t been seen in years. But, I know the truth…
The Ghost is real…
He is my friend.