Two reasons

Today is a processing day.

After spending last week with 40 plus CrossPointers at the C3 conference in Dallas, TX, I have a lot to ponder. I usually love these days.

Coming back from a conference has always meant rest, rejuvenation and a boatload of new ideas.

Not this year.

It felt like every speaker was giving me a booty kickin’.

I left every session feeling like I just got sucker punched by the Holy Spirit. Don’t get me wrong it was awesome; painful, but awesome.

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A Valentine of Mine

A very public valentine for my wife. Because I want her to know, that you all know, what I know…

I love you my Kathy.

There is a reason that wife rhymes with life

God’s design from the beginning

That the two become one

Never undone

Best prize to be won

A life well lived, shared together

The reason that life rhymes with wife


Many a role she has played, over the years to this day

A partner without equal

A mother, yes

A friend, the best

A lover, caressed

A sister in the faith

One who covers me when I stray, never fails to pray


Taking a journey or a stand, through the years hand in hand

She’s a companion much undeserved

In marriage, my bride

Over children, we’ve cried

Through my fears, a guide

A single day without, I cannot imagine

This life I could not withstand without her in that wedding band


On this day we are not done, many miles yet to run

The only race I never want to end

Promised love, I do

To our home, I’m true

My only love, is you

Words cannot express my heart

Regrets there are none, knowing our time has just begun

Don’t be ‘that’ guy

I have unleashed a veritable firestorm of controversy!

Too bad I wasn’t trying to… oops.

I’ve been reading a secular leadership book by Simon Sinek called “Start With Why.” Not a book I chose…  just one I was assigned as preparation for a committee I am serving on, but it’s been a pretty good read.

Anyway, there was an interesting illustration in the book that I pulled a quote from and posted on Facebook, my first mistake.

After several comments to the post, twitter replies, text messages and a few stink eyes from some soccer moms, I realized I may have touched a nerve.

I am pretty perceptive that way. I pick up on those subtleties. It’s a gift.

On top of it all, I got defriended… actually, that word is so stupid I can’t even be mad about that one. It’s kind of like the many times I got undated in high school (sigh).

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