As I sit down to put thoughts onto the screen, it’s 138 days until Christmas. Many of us will sit down with family in four months, two weeks, and two days to open presents. This can be a special time for those with the love language of giving (or maybe receiving) gifts. So I ask: What does a gift mean to you?
Some people relish giving gifts; others dread it. Some of us don’t have the emotional needle moved with a gift, while some will be launched into an aura of happiness for days.« Read the rest
I’m just past the two-year mark of accepting the Tech Director Job at Ransom Church. So in just a few months, it will be two years that we have lived here in the Sioux Falls area. In that time, Tiah also accepted a job at Ransom, and it’s been such a great move for us.
It was a decision we wrestled with. In Bismarck, we were part of the Missio launch team, which has since found a home and holds weekly services.« Read the rest
Last weekend I overheard a comment during the photo slideshow at the Steer Missions Banquet, “A third of these pictures look amazing.” To be fair, all of the pictures were great, but the point being made was the other two-thirds of the pictures look the same as they would any other year. Many venues go long periods without aesthetic refreshes, so it’s up to each event to make the space unique. For Steer, this shows what incremental improvements can do for an event.« Read the rest
What a crazy time we are living in. Toilet paper disappears from stores as fast as it appears, restaurants are nearly empty, businesses are finally letting more people do remote work (how many of you need to be in the office all the time to do your job?), travel is being restricted, the list goes on. Life as we know it has been upended, but we don’t need to panic. Today I bring you a collection of thoughts on an assortment of topics.« Read the rest
At this time one year ago, I was sitting with my wife in the oncologist’s office, having just found out my testicular cancer had spread upwards before they got to it. We had been rushed down there so we could get the process rolling to begin chemo.
The events at that point were a little blurry. You’re trying to process the news you’ve just been given, the vast uncertainties of what is to come, what’s going to happen with work (it was crunch time at that moment), and a million other thoughts spinning around your brain, when the doctor comes in to talk about things, of which you’ll promptly forget most of.« Read the rest