Monday, February 28, 2011

Bye, House.

So, we sold our house. As I did a final walk through to make sure that we'd taken care of every detail before turning it over to the new owner, I was overwhelmed by a cavalcade of emotions. I wrote this little piece to aid in understanding my feelings on the whole situation.
This is our house.
We live here every day.
And even though we love it.
We have to move away.

Mommy, Daddy, me and both
my little brothers, too.
Feel a little sad that this is
what we have to do.

A little family, Daddy says,
Needs lots of room to grow,
and though our house can't talk
It's good for us to let her know

That as we all grow up and live
In houses of our own,
She'll always be remembered
As our first and favorite home.

Bye, house.
Bye, yard.
Living here was good.
Leaving you is hard.

TMF

Monday, February 21, 2011

The Wholeness of God

Here are a series of thoughts (via tweets) that I was having that were spurred on by some things I have been reading and trying to apply to practical thought and living. Some of the reading includes C.S. Lewis works and Old Testament Scripture.

#heygod thanks for allowing Nihilism to exist so that we have a protagonist in faith.

All doubt exists within the context of faith.

Right uses wrong to illustrate its own rightness by contrast.

By this idea we ought to thank God for allowing humanity to drift away from Him - it animates His goodness.

I'd LOVE to hear feedback on these thoughts. View them as discussion points.
Thanks for letting me jump into the midst of your day!

TMF

Thursday, February 17, 2011

No Argument For God - Book Review

I once heard a quote: A God that can be proven is not much of a God at all. I am not sure who said it but I like it. We spend much of our time searching for proof of faith. At some point, we have to stop and think - if it could be proven, would it be called faith? Even further down that line of thought, we might come to realize that the fact that it cannot be proven means it must have come from the mind of a devine thinker. A friend and co-worker has written a book - "No Argument For God" in which he explores these questions and discusses the idea that finding no argument in support of the existence of the God of the Bible, may actually be the best evidence to support his existence. The book comes out next week. I've had the privilege of reading some of it - it's good. Like, really good. Be sure to pick up a copy. The link below will take you to the facebook page with all the info. Check it out!


http://www.facebook.com/l/41f9fnhIPPlh2Xo0O7Xgp2Xqqug;www.noargumentforgod.blogspot.com

Tomorrow Is Your Birthday

Hey Cole,

    Tomorrow is your birthday. You will be five. I can't believe it. It seems like only a week or two ago that I first met you. When you came out of your mommy's belly, my whole life changed. Everything that I had been working for, everything that I thought was important began to change. My reasons for following my own pursuits began to unravel. My selfishness was highly fashionable in my own mind. I thought that I had created an identity that ensured my place as an influencer of cultural coolness.
     But then you were born. You. A little tiny baby. Totally helpless and totally trusting. You looked up at me and your mommy and in one second, my heart broke. My heart broke for humanity. You embodied all of our human weakness and helplessness - and capacity to trust and love. As the years have progressed I've been learning to keep your interests as more important than mine. I love your brothers just as much, but your entrance into the world and my life had the effect of changing the direction of my heart. I wanted to know God better - because of you. I wanted to be a better husband - because of you. I wanted to write better songs - because of you. I hope that the changes that have come about in my life will serve to show you how you can change the way you live as you grow up.
     Tomorrow is your birthday and I will be remembering who you are and all of the ways you've changed my life - without you even knowing it.
Happy Birthday Cole. Love, Daddy.