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Monday Meanderings For Your...Uh, Monday

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I have never been very good at titles. As a writer, it is hard to publicly confess such a flaw. Even my sermon titles could use a little more zing. Sometimes it comes, sometimes I have to dig deeper and deeper until the "zing," ummmm...zings (see what I mean?)?

I used to crave more "zing" in my life. As a child, I was never satisfied. As a young boy, I strived to be the best at everything. As a young man, I made good money, and despite some mistakes along the way, turned out successful by the world's standards. After a few more mistakes, I lost it all. I am beginning to understand what the Apostle Paul meant when he said, "I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want (Philippians 4:12)." When he says, "I have learned the secret," the literal rendering in the Greek is, "I have…

The Annual Sappy, Sentimental Father's Day Post

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I am a blessed man. I am blessed because I am a Dad. I am blessed because I have a Dad. The unfortunate part of all of this sentiment is that I didn't realize what a wonderful Dad I had until I became one. I always get a bit melancholy when Father's Day rolls around. Okay, sappy.

My biological father abandoned us when I was about 12 years old. We didn't see or hear from him for many years. To this day, I really don't know why. He never told me. I never asked. It was what it was. The last time I saw him was in January 1992. We had a nice visit and took lots of pictures. 35 days later, he was killed in a freak car accident. Whatever explanation I would get from him went to the grave. I fell into a deep depression.

All my life, I defined myself by the failure of my father to be what he was supposed to be. On August 17, 1993, all of that changed. My son was born. He was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on. I was a Dad. Now I had the chance to be to my son wh…