Blog Links

Okay, so it was finally time to update my blogroll.

Let me welcome my newest links: Tyler, Carly, Kori & Lisa, Travis & Alicia, and Nic.

If your blog is at least as cool as theirs, I might add you too!

I Hate Cheeseburgers and Hot Dogs (24/30)

Time for a rant.

Every time when I log into this site, there’s a little post that shows the Top Blogs of all WordPress sites.  And EVERY SINGLE DAY, these two are in the list.

I Can Has Cheezburger and I Has a Hotdog.

And it makes me loose a sliver of my mind that grammatically-challenged animals in humorous poses stand for the best-read sites of the blog world.

I’m sure there’s some kind of clever social commentary that could now be pursued, but I honestly don’t have it me at this point in time.

Over and out.

I’m off to go kick a small animal!

Writing Something (22/30)

That’s emphasis on the “something”.

I really don’t have a lot to share at the moment. However I JUST (I’m talking about 2 minutes ago) heard a couple friends griping about how “nobody updates their blogs anymore”.

Yikes. Don’t want to be part of that problem.

So I’m not.

Consider this blog updated… right to this “ordinary as can be” moment in time.

Growing (4/30)

Sometimes (maybe most of the time), I need simple reminders of simple things.

My friend Tim recently linked to THIS blog. Below is a portion that was good for me to read…

On the first day of kindergarten my five year-old son insisted I take him to his class and then stay with him for a while. The other day, half way through grade one, my son left me standing on the sidewalk as he jetted off to meet his friends in the playground.

It used to be that at bedtime I’d read him every word from every story he picked. Lately I’ve been reading some, but he’s started reading to me.

And when he was younger he would absolutely freak out if water splashed in his face in the shower. Last night he washed his own hair and stood face-up in the shower’s full stream.

My son is growing up.

Once upon a time I thought that conversion consisted of a short prayer asking Jesus into my heart thus granting me entry into heaven when I die. Now, however, I think that conversion is a lifelong process of transformation, a journey with Jesus as his Holy Spirit shapes and breaks me into the man God designed me to be. Sure, the process began by saying yes to the way of Jesus for my life, but that was only the beginning.

It used to be that I thought going to church on Sunday meant I was free to indulge my selfish desires the rest of the week. But I’ve been learning that going to church was never the point in the first place; being the church is, and being the church moves me—at glacial speed—toward what’s best for others instead of myself.

I’m growing up. Slowly.

What about you?

“I’m growing up.  Slowly.”

There’s a lot of classic words that have been written by people through history.  Most of them are words I could never have written.

“I’m growing up.  Slowly.”

I could have written those ones.

For the rest of this post, head HERE.


Here’s a couple websites I recently discovered that are worth your perusing…

Thanks to all those who fill the web with stuff that nourishes.

Trey and Scott, that includes you!