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Memory Lane

Whenever I hear the words "memory lane" I have images of a bright sunny day in a dreamy American neighborhood with white picket fences and lemonade stands on every corner. Memory Lane just sounds like a quaint little road that offers no danger or fright down it's blissfully smooth and straight pavement. Sadly, however, for many people memory lane is equivalent to any dark alley you can imaging. For some, given the option to stroll down memory lane or to literally walk down a dark alley in Iraq draped in an American flag, would gladly choose the flag and Iraq. Memory lane boasts of far more dangerous...

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Still Thankful

If you follow me on twitter you probably saw that I posted my daughters conversation about not being mean to God. It is conversations like that I find myself thankful for today, the day after Thanksgiving. Julie and I had a conversation about this last night on the way home from Granny's house. I told Julie that I thought it could be difficult for our kids to grasp the concept of Thanksgiving being special because we try to teach them to live thankful lives. Obviously, Thanksgiving is a day that people are encouraged to count their blessings, but I wonder how much happier folks would be if they...

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Are You watching this?

Have you ever seen something truly amazing? Ever been standing  on a beach with sand between your toes, a light breeze blowing against your skin,   and looked across the ocean to see the sun rise or set? Maybe you've seen some grievously horrible images in your life like the extreme, inhuman, violence of militants in foreign nations against women and children. When we are entranced  by anything authentically remarkable, the remarks that follow are typically one of these: "Can you believe that?" , "Did you see that?" , or "Are you watching this?" It's "shark week" on the discovery channel. I wondered...

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Trust me, just get out!

When I was sixteen years old I drove a 1989 or 90 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme. I named her Lucy. She was my first car, and I loved her. She was a two door,  tan with tan, cloth interior, had a cassette player and am/fm radio. I was riding in style in '96, but I had no clue how to take care of a car. I just knew how to drive it, but not how to maintain it. I'll never forget the day Lucy caught on fire on my way to school. I had my younger brother with me, and smoke started emanating from under the hood through the vents of the dashboard and  into our faces. I turned to my brother and calmly said:...

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Out of Bounds

There is not a sport I can think of that doesn't have a border that establishes the boundaries the game is played in. Over the years there have been spectacular feats of athletic skill performed outside the boundaries of the "field of play" that were tremendously impressive, but amounted to nothing more than a side-show circus act in relationship to winning and losing. Lebron James can make all the underhanded half-court shots he wants from beyond the out of bounds line, but it will never get him one of the FOUR championships Kobe Bryant has. I'm sorry, I couldn't resist that one! With the understanding...

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You can handle the truth -Ryan Leak

Have you ever counted on one hand the amount of people that you can really trust? The people in that one hand you've come to know as your girls. Your crew. Your posse. Your homies. Perhaps some of you have bestowed upon this group the name, "family." In that small community of individuals you've become accustomed to trusting with the deepest idiosyncrasies that paint the portrait of who you are... have even they ever broken your trust? Man, I must say, I've been there. Perhaps too often. I mean isn't a reality for at least a minute portion of us that the roller coaster called life and its circumstances...

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The Little Things

I was holding Gabby the other day. It was actually Christmas Day. For those of you who don't know, Gabby is my four year old daughter. She's our baby. I was carrying her to the van and I said: "Merry Christmas Gabby" to which she replied: "Merry Christmas daddy". She melted my heart with that simple response to me, and I realized in that moment how big the smallest things truly are. We often refer to moments like that one as the "little" things in life. Tell that to any parent who's lost a child and would give anything to be able to hear their child say "Merry Christmas". I am learning how "big"...

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The Thief

This week I received from the Lord the greatest revelation of my life. Now, I'm only 31 years old, and to say that isn't as grand a statement as it would be for someone older of course. It is still a big statement none the less for me, especially in light of the fact that I don't make statements like that with any degree of regularity. I've in the past year or two been reading the Bible in a way that isn't commonly taught as Bible study method, yet whenever I speak on Bible study techniques in a group setting everyone nods their head in agreement with this method. I tend to read and meditate on one section...

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Tiger Woods??

So, I planned on doing a "Tiger Woods blog", but I had a dream last night that I feel compelled to share. Some of you reading this may think by the end of this that I should have stuck with the Tiger blog, but who asked you? I had a dream that had all the elements of a good horror flick. I found myself feeling fear in the air as myself and several other people were standing in a junk yard with debris all around us. As we were standing there I noticed a guy who just seemed to know something that the rest of us didn't know. As I was noticing this guy, all of a sudden there was a video that played...

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No Pain No Gain

Well, I'm officially working out again. I say again because there have been several seasons in my life that I've committed myself to maintaining a gym membership and working out regularly. I've been made fun of for being skinny most of my life, and consequently, I've never liked being thin. It's always been a goal of mine look like Will Smith, who I'm frequently mistaken for already, when I take my shirt off. I love any opportunity to go to the gym and work on shaping the body. I want the six-pack, the broad shoulders and back, and the muscular chest. I become conscious of what I'm eating, and start...

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