I’m always staggeringly surprised at the number of people that not only attend, but also participate in the marathons around town. Maybe that’s because running has never been one of my favorite exercises, nor pastimes.

Today, though, i got up at 6a - yes, today is Sunday - to support a friend that is running in the Bridge Street Half-Marathon. The race is 13.1 miles and 1,200 people are running! The race is put on by Fleet Feet, a local business, and is being sponsored by a number of local businesses.

Mind you, this is just a run. No ta-tas are being saved. No children being rescued. 1,200 are running just for the sheer “joy” of running, whatever their main reason may be. I find that incredible.


Lily In The Valley


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somebody found love, somebody found hope, somebody found deliverance, somebody found strength, somebody found God in the valley!

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil…I’m coming out!

what ever happened to…

I like how John G. Miller’s book QBQ! The Question Behind the Question begins.  The first chapter sets the tone and, of course, if you’re even reading the book, something in you said that you needed to read it (or your organization told you to).

I was in my boss’s snack closet and noticed a stack of books on one of the shelves.  As I munched on Cheez-Its, I read through the titles.  QBQ! struck me and I read the back of the book, knowing full well that I needed to read the book in its entirety because the questions (the IQs, if you will) had just recently flown out of my mouth.

That was probably three weeks ago, but I knew, as I always do, that when a book calls to me it means that I really need it.  Sometimes the book answers a question; sometimes it confirms an answer. 

I just read QBQ! today and it confirmed a lot of things for me.  It was the perfect boost of confidence; it was the perfect character alignment and mental rotation; it was the perfect wind to blow away the fog; it was the perfect call to action.

My annual review at work is this week, Tuesday to be exact, and this weekend has greatly been the span of time I needed to get organized, focused, humble.  Just last week I was ready to tell my boss that I’d be looking for better employment.  I spent this week - Spring Break for Alabama - dusting off my resume, researching, and reasserting to myself that I need to get out of the position I’m in.  Granted, that may be true.  What God showed me these past three days is that I’ve lost complete focus.  I’ve lost what has always driven me in my career.  I lost my servant’s attitude.

QBQ! helped point that out as well.  I’ve been so angry and disenchanted with life and myself that I was casting the blame on everything (everyone) but myself.  Well, I blamed myself a bit, too, but that hasn’t gotten me anywhere. 

Along with reading QBQ! I watched The Book of Daniel and Into the Wild.  Wow.  God has “spoken” to me this weekend and given me exactly what I needed.

So, for my review, I’ve sat down and looked at ways to be a better employee & team player; ways to support my boss in his success; ways to claim a problem or take more responsibility; and, ways to develop myself at work.

I mean, that’s why I’m an assistant, I enjoy helping people.  Yes, the position that I’m in I feel like I’ve outgrown it, and yes I would love for management to notice that, but, what, do I continue to sit at my desk wallowing in self-pity, pissed because they don’t.  No!  I will be content (a lesson learned from Into the Wild) and continue to do my best, continue to beef up my resume, continue to have a great attitude, continue to develop myself by adding more skills under my belt or sharpening the ones that I have, and continue to trust that God has my career in his Sovereign, capable hands (a lesson from reading the life of Daniel from the Bible and watching the movie, The Book of Daniel).  

My goal as I work on my book and my blog is to find a position in the workforce where I can be someone’s “right hand.”  Not just an assistant, as I am now, but the person (the dude, in my case) that the owner, or CEO counts on.  A Joseph to Potiphar, a Joseph to the warden, a Joseph to Pharaoh.  That’s the position I’m looking for.  But, I think I have a lot of training to do on the personal front before I get there.

Thanks John G. Miller for a fantastic read.  Yes, sir, I do plan to read it again.

Thanks, Abba, for always looking out for me.

Two things I request of You (deprive me not before I die): Remove falsehood and lies from me; Give me neither poverty nor riches- feed me with the food allotted to me; lest I be full and deny You, and say, “Who is the Lord?” Or lest I be poor and steal, and profane the name of God.

Agur the son of Jakeh


Do people realize how rude it is to go to someone's desk, interrupt their work flow to ask a question, then pull out a phone and begin texting, responding to an email, or surfing the net while the person is answering the question?

Do people even care?

You're not that doggone important or busy! Handle your personal stuff before you come to my desk. Better yet, leave your phone at your desk before you come to mine so that you can focus. I don't care to answer the same question two or three times.

Can I Say the "Lord's Prayer?"

I cannot say ”Thine is the Kingdom,” if I do not accord the King the disciplined obedience of a loyal subject. 

I cannot say ”Thine is the power,” if I fear what men may do; or what my neighbor may think. 

I cannot say ”Thine is the glory,” if I am seeking glory for myself. 

I cannot say ”Forever and forever,” if my horizon is bounded by the things of time.

I cannot say ”Amen,” if I do not also add, ”Cost what it may,” for to say this prayer honestly will cost EVERYTHING.

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He stared out the windshield.  The sky reflected the valley’s twinkling lights.

“It’s getting hard to stay right,” he said.

The words simmered on the dash and evaporated slowly through the windshield. He remained quiet. Thoughts swirled continuously through his mind. Arian tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. He sighed angrily. This spot wasn’t helping as much as it used to. Before, whenever his mind was overloaded with critical analyses, he’d drive up to the clearing and use the fireflies’ Morse Code to decipher his thoughts.

Things, specifically his drive for intimacy, had bumped up a few octaves since he stumbled upon

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Can I say the Lord's Prayer?

I cannot say ”forgive us our trespasses as we forgive them that trespass against us," if I harbour a grudge against anyone.

I cannot say ”Lead us not into temptation," if I deliberately place myself, or remain in a position where I am likely to be tempted.

I cannot say ”Deliver us from evil," if I am not prepared to fight in the spiritual realm with the weapon of prayer.