Happy Spring Eve

I can’t believe that tomorrow is officially the first day of spring. It’s the Vernal Equinox. I’m not quite sure what that means, other than putting away all the flannel and heavy coats for 6-7 months until fall rolls around again.

And it might snow on Wednesday. Only in Tennessee.



Is Your Bracket Busted Yet?

March Madness is truly living up to its name this year. For the first time in tournament history, a 16 seed knocked off a 1 seed. So is your bracket busted yet?

I like to fill out multiple brackets each year to cover different scenarios. So far, most of mine are on life support. It’s not pretty.

I had both Arizona and Tennessee going further than they did. I certainly did not foresee Virginia falling by 20 to UMBC. I doubt anyone who didn’t graduate from the University of Maryland at Baltimore County did.

Every year, I have delusions of grandeur. I always think at the very beginning that this could possibly be the year that I get one of my brackets 100% right. That usually lasts until maybe halfway through the first day of the tournament.

The odds are that somewhere out there, somebody’s got a perfect bracket. Someone picked that 16 seed to win. Not me. Probably not most of you.

Usually at some point, I give up on my brackets and start pulling for as many upsets as possible. But not just yet.


I Feel Naked

Note: there’s no actual nudity in this post. I just wanted to get your attention. Now that I have it, guess what? I left my phone at work, so I really do feel naked.

My car was in the shop getting the brakes worked on and a co-worker was dropping me off after work. In all the hustle and bustle, I walked right out the side door and left my phone sitting on my desk, where it will likely remain until Monday morning.

I suppose I’ll find out exactly how addicted I am to my phone in the next two days.

If that’s the worst thing that happens to me, I suppose I’m doing alright. I think I can live 48 or so hours without a phone to stare at. It’s probably good that I’m currently off social media. Now, I’ll have a mini-fast from my phone.

Wish me luck.




I’m waiting on my retro Nolan Ryan jersey to arrive in the mail. If it’s anything close to the picture on the ebay listing, then I will be thrilled.

I feel like I spend a lot of my life waiting. It’s exhausting at times and scary at times but always worth whatever time it takes.

I remember when I found out that Mafiaoza’s was coming to The Factory in Franklin. It felt like forever. I drove by several times and it seemed like nothing was happening. Then boom, one day there it was, all filled with customers and glorious pizza.

Most of us will spend most of our lives waiting on one thing or another, whether that be a spouse or a career or a place to live.

I still don’t believe that waiting is sitting idly by, like waiting for the phone to ring.

I believe waiting involves action.

That action is mainly preparing yourself to receive what it is that you’re waiting for.

The Bible says that those who wait on the Lord will renew their strength. Again, it’s not an idle and passive kind of waiting, but one that involves surrender and constantly being vigilant to the voice of God.

As my pastor has said more than once, when God calls you, you won’t have time to get ready. You’ll have to be ready. And waiting is the process of being made ready to answer God’s call when it comes.

Waiting is hard. The temptation is always there to give up or to take matters into your own hands to achieve your own desired outcome. Sometimes, the bravest part of waiting is simply showing up and not giving up for one more day, one more hour, one more minute.

Good things come to those who wait, not passively and idly, but with expectation and readiness.


Those Crazy Walking Dead

I’m current on the latest season of The Walking Dead after finally getting around to the  most recent episode.

I have two thoughts:

  1. It’s time for Negan and the Saviors to go away. He made a crafty villain and a worthy adversary, but the whole Saviors Versus Rick & Company is getting a little old.
  2. I love how Rick and his crew always seem to find each other, no matter how many times they get separated. That could be the running theme of the show– how friendship and love win out, even in the zombie apocalypse.

I’ll be a good boy and not give away any spoilers from Season 8. I will say that there have been some very unexpected twists and turns so far. It’s not for the feint of heart (or of stomach) but it’s still one of the best series out there at the moment.

I’m reminded that I’m better off when I’m in community. The Bible doesn’t teach any kind of Lone Ranger Christianity. In fact, it says that that kind of faith is most liable to temptation.

We as the Body of Christ are truly better together. Your strengths make up for my weaknesses, and visa versa.

That old song by Sanctus Real is right. We do need each other.

Read Your Own Life

“So take seriously the story that God has given you to live. It’s time to read your own life, because your story is the one that could set us all ablaze” (Dan B. Allender).

That’s it. Staying true to your own narrative isn’t easy. It’s much easier to copy someone else’s life or to live to the expectations and desires of what others think you should do and be (or your own conception of what others think you should do and be).

No one will be set ablaze by a second rate imitation but by a first rate version of you being uniquely you. You-niquely you.

“Never, for the sake of peace and quiet, deny your own experience or convictions” (Dag Hammarskjöld).



All Things British

I recently subscribed to another streaming service in addition to Netflix. This one’s called Britbox and it contains all sorts of British programming, including all the classic episodes of Doctor Who that still survive.

I’m in heaven.

I’m getting acquainted with the first Doctor, William Hartnell. He’s a far cry from the Doctors of the current incarnation of the show that started back in 2005. He can come across as haughty and egotistical, but I find him growing more and more human as the first series progresses (which is a bit ironic since he’s actually from the planet Gallifrey.

I find that the limited special effects of the time forced the series to focus more on story and character than the special effects, with good results. The results are compelling stories where the imagination takes over where limited technology ends.

I can’t think of anything American that compares, unless you consider the Star Trek franchise. I’m looking forward to catching up to the current Doctor, Jodie Whittaker, at some point.

Until then, I’ll post periodically and update you on where I am and what my thoughts are as to the Who-verse.