Food is my comfort food.
Car Wheels On A Gravel Road
Can I be honest? I stood at the end of the Christian section in a bookstore and I was depressed for my own jealousy in being absent among them.
I’m tired of waiting for the new Star Wars movie.
The unvarnished truth in the business world is like a unicorn among the heather.
I never understood why people would ask me to pray for them as a pastor. And then today I was helped to understand why as I reflexively asked my pastor to pray for me after disappointment had its way with me.
Everything is never enough.
Pacifism seems to be the luxurious position of those who’ve no one to protect.
There’s brown and green and then there’s the lush colors of a baseball field.
Sometimes a curse word seems appropriate because it feels as though a curse has landed square upon you.
I wish I could still taste the air of a 13 yr old summer night.
All I want for Valentine’s Day is a bacon cheeseburger.
If I could make teenagers read one book, it would be Sense and Sensibility.
Sometimes I’m just one fried egg sandwich from hoping.
The Psalms as a panic room.
Watching even a few moments of the Super Bowl halftime show made me wanna hate western culture.
Last night the fog hung thick in the air up here on the mountain. You could see it move like bed sheets on a line.
Nothing makes me feel more invincible than when walking with my daughter and she reaches for and holds my hand.
Sometimes I wish I’d known then what I know now. As I get older I wish I knew now what I’d known then.
Echoes and Stars 
I don’t know, this just seemed appropriate:
“If you’re caught out there on life’s wasteland borders
with all your immigrant deficits in tow
you swim the river to a deeper truth
and the searchlight shines through your ghost” – Bill Mallone
Matt
When my daughter was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor many years ago, friends would ask me what they could do to help. I asked them to pray for my daughter and my family. I was so tired and so stressed, I had a hard time praying. So, they stood in the gap for a weary and scared woman.
I’ve kinda wondered why prayer has seemed so hard. That makes sense. It’s almost a plea to ‘grab the oars’ in my weariness.
I disagree on the new Star Wars movie. Coming from someone who watched it at the age of six in 1977 at a drive-in, I loved the first 3 movies. The prequels were ok, but that is all I will give them due to the fact there was no “Luke, I am your father” moments in them. I already knew what was coming in the prequels.
As for the new movies, each announcement just depresses me. J.J. Abrams, sounds like lens flare heaven. And the idea of a yoda spin-off, bleh. This is just a Disney moneymaking scheme. Lucas milked it till I got tired of him and now Disney will do the same. Not saying I won’t possibly watch them, but looks like a slim chance right now.
Here is my whole thing lately on movies. Make something original people in Hollywood. Don’t keep rebooting and remaking old stuff.
Rant over 🙂
12 of us just finished reading and discussing God of the mundane. You may have raised diaper changing to a sacrament. Thanks for the encouraging word. SAMs dad-Pete
You are very welcome, my friend. And thank you for the encouraging words.
Picked up your book the other day in Candi’s office and was hooked by the big dreams to bank story. She walked in, smiled and said you know chapter 4 is about me. Thank you for writing what so many of us know or need to know about our Lord, but may not know how to put into words. And thank you for your raw honesty on disappointment. It’s refreshing and comforting. Good to have you in bluff park. Praying for you Matt.
Thank you and you’re welcome, Leah. Those are so very kind words.