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I Asked God Why

Ever have some amazing, and completely unexpected opportunity sitting in front of you? Me too. What did you do about your opportunity? Has it changed your life, or are you regretting not seizing it?

I’m sitting next to a Pastor right now as I type these words.

Carlos wanted to be a Pastor since he was seven years old, while growing up in Argentina. Carlos’ Father was a vocational Pastor, meaning he worked 40+ years without a salary. He had a full-time paying job, and was a Pastor on top of that. His Father is 79 now and serving the poorest of the poor in Coatesville, Pennsylvania, at Encuemtro Latino.

In the late 1990’s, my phone rang and the person on the other end offered an opportunity to become a professional speaker. Public speaking is our greatest fear, greater than the fear of death.

And I thought to myself, God must want me to become a comedian or a Pastor and this public speaking thing would provide the necessary experience.

I’m still trying to figure out why. 🙂

Disney Pixar UP

We watched the new Disney-Pixar movie, UP many months ago. At the time, my son and I for only the second time. My wife, her first.

In the beginning scenes, you see the life of Mr. Frederickson and his wife Ellie.

There is one scene, I knew if I looked over at Cheryl, she’d be looking over at me. Only people changed by infertility would be touched in a profound way during that scene.

The Frederickson’s couldn’t become parents.

Thankful To Be Alive

Will you go through the motions today, or will you find one hundred things to be thankful for today?

Do Some Preaching?

Every day preach the Gospel, and if necessary, try using words.

We Were Just Talking

We all have them, don’t we? Moments that stop us in our tracks. Some, because of remarkable natural beauty. Some because of graphic video images. And some while in the parking lot.

After finishing a track workout at Disney’s ESPN Wide World of Sports Complex last Tuesday, and saying good bye to the new group of local runners I had just met, it was time to head to the car.

Something inside me said, “You should go over and thank her personally, one more time”.

Less than a minute into our casual conversation at the back of her SUV, I asked about some of the decals on the tinted rear window. And then my eyes found the third one, A persons name, and, 1983-1999.

Her 15-year old daughter was the first, in a group of friends, to cross a busy intersection and was struck by a car.

Life seems so unfair sometimes. I was devastated for this woman and her husband, even though it had happened 11 years ago. Do they ever forget? Do they ever forgive? How do they go on with life?

I just don’t know if I could, even though I know I should.

It was Tuesday night. We were just talking.