There have been many times I have listened to a song, watched a movie, or read a book where the instantaneous and overwhelming thought has been – “this one is a winner”.
In other words, the content has the potential to be life impacting, if applied.
Such is the case for a book I recently read as part of Mark Batterson’s book launch team.
Mark’s latest masterpiece, Play the Man: Becoming the Man God Created You to Be, is more than a book.
The term “ground zero” as found in the online version of the Merriam-Webster dictionary is defined as the point directly above, below, or at which a nuclear explosion occurs.
In short, it speaks of something which causes a radical change to the landscape.
In our twenty-first century nomenclature, it is a term which we often use in reference to the horrific events of September 11, 2001, as in the location of the World Trade Center collapses becoming referred to as Ground Zero.
Another definition, and the one to which I defer, is used to describe the very beginning.
Today is Easter Sunday.
Outdoor cycling season is right around the corner. In fact, I was able to log some outdoors miles this past weekend – in short, a much welcomed change of scenery! It reminded me of a prior cycling experience. I recall the moment as if it happened yesterday. It was an overwhelmingly hot July day in […]
Let’s get one thing straight from the outset, I am a ladies man.
I always have been and always will be. The female mystique has been woven into my fabric.
As I get older, it seems there is less I understand.
Uncertainty obscures the view of whatever I consider my current reality.
The games of XXXI Olympiad which started a couple of weeks ago in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil will soon be drawing to a close.
The thing I love most about watching the Olympics is learning about the back stories of the individual athletes which allow the viewer to get a glimpse of what it took to qualify for the Olympic games in the first place.
These are stories which describe triumphing over obstacles which come in all forms.
Perhaps the title of this post should be “Hey Dad, Better Late than Never” or “Oops I Missed Father’s Day” or anything else catchy to get me off the hook, given I missed my blog post deadline by a long shot.
There were reasons. Some were even compelling.
You may be tired or you may be weary.
You may feel like you cannot continue to put one foot in front of another.
The truth be told, this occurs more often than you would like to admit.
You are running a proverbial marathon with no end in sight.
We’re a couple of weeks into the 2016 major league baseball season, a sure sign spring has arrived and the “boys of summer” are here to stay for the next six months.
When we are young, declarations flow from our lips without limitation or restraint, like a stream flowing toward greater waters.
“I want to BE a doctor!”
“I want to BE a teacher!