Recently I was sitting in a group of men. As we introduced ourselves we started with the standard CR intro of “I’m a grateful Christian believer who struggles with…” Then one person borrowed (and slightly changed) a line from Ghost Busters. He said “I don’t know Jesus, but I like his style.” That thought has…

I guess it’s a sign of the times or maybe just proof that I’m not really that old after all, but I frequently find myself thinking in emjois. This weekend was a busy one as we took in a hockey game and a concert on consecutive days. Living out in the sticks as we do…

As we closed out 2017 and headed into 2018 Celebrate Recovery had a fantastic New Year’s Eve. I got to church at 6:20 am to prepare for a full day. We left long enough to have a brief lunch and to change clothes, but otherwise stayed until 12:30 in the morning after our New Year’s…

Life…am I right?!? So often I feel like life is a continuous diet of two steps forward, one step back. That can be so frustrating. But it’s still forward progress. If you watch football at all you are probably familiar with the concept of forward progress. It’s where they place the ball at the most…

I guess a post about costumes may seem about 6 weeks late to some of you, but bear with me. Last night I was FaceTiming with my grandson Luc. When his dad answered he let me know that Luc wanted to “surprise” me with his Hulk costume. Grammy and I gave the required shocked response…

This last week I taught a lesson about my recovery “tool box”. It’s a metaphorical concept that helps me be ready for the problems that will eventually come my way. I can try to predict the mishaps and junk that I will encounter, but there are no guarantees. So I do what I can to…

So last week I wrote about the upcoming holiday. That means that today I should probably reflect back on the week that was. Sometimes looking into a mirror gives a clear picture of where I’ve been. This week feels a bit like a disco ball: lots of reflections but hard to really see an image.…

So here it is Thanksgiving week again in America. A lot of us are about to bake a turkey and make too much food. There will be football on TV and families in the house. For a lot of us this is the idea and for the blessed among us it will come to fruition.…

Normally these things just come to me. Honestly, in the last year or so of writing this blog every week I can’t remember having to sit and ponder “What should I write?” The ideas and words just seem to be there as a gift from God. Today…not so much. So I’m going to to tell…

When I was younger I spent almost all of my money on music. As my friends in high school discovered alcohol I was exploring distorted electric guitars. As they experimented with drugs I was grooving to the back beat. I eventually amassed a collection of several thousand albums. Vinyl was my retreat, my escape, my…