What if Everyday Was Valentine’s Day In Your Marriage?

Love is Valentine's Day Every Day

Every year around this time my wife says these words to me:


We don’t have to do anything special for Valentine’s Day.  You show me you love me every day, we don’t need a special day for that.

While I know that this sentiment is sincere, this is dangerous territory for a man.  It makes me nervous, like a pop quiz. This kind of statement is in the same family as these:

You don’t have to get me a gift for Christmas, I have plenty.

A toaster would make a wonderful gift, it’s something I’ve needed for a while now.

Potted roses are much better than cut roses. Then we can plant them and enjoy them year after year.

And my personal favorite:

Tell me if I start acting like my mother. (I actually saw this one on a metal sign at Hobby Lobby)

Now, most men I know don’t really know why these types of statements are dangerous, they just get a tingling feeling when they hear them that says, “I better pay attention to this, if I get it wrong, there will be trouble.”

You give these statements respect. Kind of like an elephant. They seem gentle and innocent enough, but you know they outweigh you by a couple of tons and have large tusks.

On Guard! 5 Ways to Protect Your Kids from the Bombardment of Technology

Life can sneak up on you sometimes.  It has a way of flying by.  My sister was giving me a hard time the other day because I had written that I was in my mid-thirties.  She is nineteen months younger than me and she seemed to think that she was in her mid-thirties and I was in my late thirties.

For me, the surprise is in having a daughter that is going to be 13 this year.  A teenager.  I may be in my mid-thirties, but I remember being a teenager.

I can remember holding my daughter in my hands when she was 6 pounds, 13 ounces.  Now, she is a beautiful young lady who is delicate and complicated.

As a dad, I want to protect my family.  It seems that protecting your kids can be increasingly difficult now.

We can no longer simply keep kids locked away from the world; we’ve actually invited the world into our homes.

Sometimes You Just Gotta Sing Bass


So an interesting thing happened to me on Wednesday night.

I sang in choir at church for the first time in my life. Don’t get me wrong, I love music. It is a big part of our house and I love the sound of harmonies and melodies seamlessly coming together to make beautiful music. But I’m most comfortable being the guy singing from my pew, not in the choir loft.

My church has an amazing choir and an orchestra; they lift up the name of Jesus each Sunday morning and bring the corporate worship experience to life.

Although I enjoy singing and can carry a tune, I probably won’t be doing any solo work in the near future.  In my mind I’m not as good as Frank Sinatra, but better than Axl Rose.

But I was asked by a couple of the music staff through texts and letters if my wife and I would come sing just until the Easter musical.

So with more than a little trepidation, I walked into the choir room for the first time in my life.

What happened next was comical.

What Do Punxsutawney Phil and Chirping Birds Tell Us About The Mercies of God?

Happy Groundhog Day!

Today is February 2nd and that means that we will learn our fate for the next six weeks. Either Punxsutawney Phil will see his shadow, dart back in his hole, and doom us to more winter or he will come out and play and usher in a nice early spring.

Regardless of what happens with Phil, it is cold today where I am.

Winter is like that.

The leaves are off the trees.  It stays dark later in the morning.  It gets dark earlier in the evening.  The sun may still shine each day, but it doesn’t chase away the cold.

I’m not sure what Punxsutawney Phil has in store for us today, but I know what God has planned.

When I got up this morning I heard an amazing sound.

Enough about me, how about you?



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