Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Come and knock on our door

I got news that Don Knotts (Mr. Furley) has passed away. I grew up watching Three's Company and Jack Tripper was my role model (now you know why I am the way I am!). It was sad when I heard John Ritter passed away. Now Don Knotts. You guys will be missed. Anyone want to meet at the Regal Beagle to have a toast?

Monday, February 27, 2006

20 dollar hot dog..

Being a dad has it’s moments. Sometimes, out of frustration and anger, kids can drive you to the insane asylum. But then there’s those moments. There are times when I could be angry at my son, and then look in his eyes, and see a child. And the anger slips away.

There could be those moments when we’re playing cash register and I’ll ask him how much to buy a hotdog from him, and he’ll reply “Ummm, $20 dollars Daddy.” $20 dollars! For a hot dog! Man, only from the mouth of a kid. How innocent. And when I hear that, I don’t want to lose moments like that. I just want to give him a big hug. Sometimes if I am real upset at something he did, I’ll think, this is the same kid who said $20 dollars for a hot dog. And it melts my heart..

Maybe that’s what Jesus was on to when he said, “you must be like a little child to enter the Kingdom..”

I’m a sinful, confused person. Yet Jesus died for me and calls me Child. How could it be? I screw up every day?

you must be like a little child to enter the Kingdom..”


My son is not perfect. He makes a lot of mistakes. Yet I love him unconditionally. Maybe when Jesus sees me, He sees someone who is messed up, but He loves unconditionally. Maybe He sees someone who gets so confused sometimes, someone that will actually charge $20 dollars for a hot dog. And yet He says, “I love you”.

He loves you too, ya know. Despite what you've heard. We need to remind each other.

Friday, February 24, 2006

Thursday, February 23, 2006


I'm blogging. Why? I don't know.

Maybe to feed my ego by putting something "profound" for you to read and constantly check the comments for approval?

Maybe to overcome my inadequacies by becoming emotionally "butt naked" for you all to read my thoughts and feelings?

Maybe just to connect with you to see if you can relate?

Maybe to be encouraged?

Maybe to encourage you?

Maybe to feel like I'm championing a "revolution".

Maybe, maybe, maybe...

But I'm here.

Maybe we can find out together. Let's chat....