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The Game

Friday, January 30, 2009








We had a blast last night at the Harlem Ambassadors' game! We got to play basketball, dance, watch some hilarious antics (musical chairs, 6'4'' Kevin Lombard being tackled by 5'4'' Ashley, the Burleson Mayor trying to shoot free throws, and a brief football game on the basketball court), and #21 had a few sweet dunks.

The game was a lot of fun for kids, parents, and even those of us on the opposing team. The "Burleson Lions Pride All-Stars" consisted of Burleson Firemen, local pastors, other friends of the Burleson Lions Club, and the Burleson Mayor. We lost 76-20, but at the start of the 3rd quarter, the Ambassadors gave us 49 points, so at the end of the game, the scoreboard read 76-69. By the way, during the 3rd quarter, the Ambassadors outscored us 30-2. Yikes!

For those of you who drafted me for your fantasy basketball teams, here's my statline:

5 mins played
0-0 FGs
0-0 FTs
2 turnovers
1 block
1 volleyball spike
2 muscle-man poses
0 trips to the hospital

Thanks to everyone who was a part of a great night!
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Community

Friday, January 23, 2009

Below is most of a presentation that Heidi and I are sharing in Coppell tonight.

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“In the beginning, when God created the heavens and the earth, the earth was a formless void and darkness covered the face of the deep, while a wind from God swept over the face of the waters.” The book of beginnings begins with the pinnacle character and Author of the story. The Great Initiator; the Wind Sender; the Pot Stirrer; the Great Almighty Himself; Elohim, God, the One and Only.

God creates. The word here in the original language of the story is bara. Throughout the first or Old Testament, God is the only one to bara. God creates out of nothing, and God also orders pre-existing chaos. Without hesitation, God jumps into the tohu and bohu; the chaos and waste. God sends His Spirit hovering over the waters of the deep revealing an act of divine expectation; something is happening.

Then, God speaks. At the sound of His voice; by His Word, the universe springs into action: light, sky, land, seas, vegetation, plants, trees, fruit, day, night, fish, birds, livestock, creatures that move along the ground, and wild animals. The Psalmist celebrates the creative Word of God by proclaiming: “By the word of the Lord, all the heavens were made, and all their hosts by the breath of his mouth.”

“Then God said, ‘Let us make man in our image, in our likeness, and let them rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air, over the livestock, over all the earth, and over the creatures that move along the ground.’ So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them. God blessed them and said to them, ‘Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and over every living creature that moves on the ground...’” God saw all that he had made, and it was very good.

How are we to describe this God who is the only one powerful enough to bara, who also exists in some form of Spirit, and yet, by His Word jolts the cosmos into being? How are we to describe this God who describes Himself as “us?” In the book, The Shack, author William P. Young describes God this way: “We are not three gods, and we are not talking about one god with three attitudes, like a man who is a husband, father, and worker. I am one God and I am three persons, and each of the three is fully and entirely the one…If I were simply One God and only One Person, then you would find yourself in this Creation without something wonderful, without something essential even. And I would be utterly other than I am [which is] love and relationship. All love and relationship is possible for you only because it already exists within Me, within God myself. Love is not the limitation; love is the flying. I am love.” Could it be that this Divine Creator; the One who bara(s), sends His Spirit, and crafts the universe by His Word does not just place relationship high on a personal priority list, but actually, exists in perfect, harmonious, and loving community? Could it be that this God is understood as a community of persons revealing the perfect model of loving community? Leonard Allen, author of The Cruciform Church says, “The doctrine of the Trinity is shorthand for God’s relational character. Get rid of the arithmetic. It’s a mystery of God’s nature.”

Therefore, as community, God does what community does, and extends the invitation of community to others. As a result, God forms the apex of His creation. In Chapter 1 of the book of beginnings, God is transcendent, beyond, powerful, distant, holy, and other; however, in Chapter 2, God takes on human forms such as: gardener, sculptor, and surgeon. In Chapter 2, he is imminent, involved, personal, and near. Chapter 2:7 reads, “...then the LORD God formed man from the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and the man became a living being.” So, here, between the accounts from Genesis 1 and 2, we have man described as a “living being,” or in Hebrew, nephish chaya (which is also a descriptor for the animals), and also, as made in the image of God. Interestingly, back in Genesis 1, after God creates male and female in his image, he blesses them, and sends them out to rule.

In their book, Living God’s Love, Gary Holloway and Earl Lavender state, “The creation story in the first three chapters of Genesis reveals humanity’s purpose. After lovingly creating humans in his image, God placed them in a beautiful garden and willingly supplied their every need. He called them to care for the garden, to rule over living things, to multiply and fill the earth, and to exercise dominion—all activities of God himself. Humans were to exercise dominion over the world not in a careless and selfish way, but in the loving, caring way that God rules his world.” In other words, God extended himself in community by creating and entering into relationship with humans. Furthermore, as he had shared community with humanity, in turn, he sent them to share community with creation.

However, community is difficult. Community is costly. Community requires us to lay down our lives for others time and time again. Over the last year or so, Heidi and I have been in consistent prayer for our neighborhood. Can we truly be church planters, and not even know the names of our neighbors? How are we to balance the tension of desiring and expecting the Kingdom of God to break into our town, but not participate with God in breaking into the lives of those we live around? Be careful what you pray for. God listens, and God responds, and with his work comes the call for us to lay down our lives.

Unfortunately, far too frequently, we do not receive, live, or extend community in the way of God. In fact, our story can be found in Chapter 3 of the book of beginnings, because we, too, have chosen our own ways and rejected relationship with God. Too often, we refuse God, the ulimate Hosea to chase after our self-guided Gomer-like lives. But God is too persistent. I guess “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. [It] does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth...always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.” And so, God, the One who exists as loving community, sends himself into the Garden crying out in search of his beloved: “Where are you?” Amazingly, by the end of the chapter, God becomes a seamstress making garments for the man and his wife.

In Chapter 12 of the book of beginnings, God covenants with his people through a man named Abram. “Now the LORD said to Abram, ‘Go from your country and your kindred and your father’s house to the land that I will show you. I will make of you a great nation, and I will bless you, and make your name great, so that you will be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and the one who curses you I will curse; and in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed.’” In these three verses, God promises four blessings for Abram: 1) personal blessing (“I will bless you”), 2) universal blessing (“I will make your name great”), 3) the blessing of a child (“I will make of you a great nation”), and 4) the blessing of land (“...to the land that I will show you”) But why? Why these four blessings? “...so that you will be a blessing...[so that] in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed.”

However, as the covenant story continues, the children of Father Abraham find themselves subject to the oppression of a superpower: “Now a new king arose over Egypt, who did not know Joseph...[He] set taskmasters over [the Israelites] to oppress them with forced labor...The Egyptians became ruthless in imposing tasks on the Israelites, and made their lives bitter with hard service in mortar and brick and in every kind of field labor.” But, remember, “Love never fails.” “After a long time the king of Egypt died. The Israelites groaned under their slavery, and cried out. Out of the slavery their cry for help rose up to God. God heard their groaning, and God remembered his covenant with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. God looked upon the Israelites, and God took notice of them.”

God remembered his communal covenant with his people. In fact, in Exodus 3:7-9, God told Moses, “I have observed the misery of my people who are in Egypt; I have heard their cry on account of their taskmasters. Indeed, I know their sufferings, and I have come down to deliver them from the Egyptians, and to bring them up out of that land to a good and broad land, a land flowing with milk and honey...The cry of the Israelites has now come to me.”

As told in the book, Jesus Wants to Save Christians, “God sends a shepherd named Moses to lead them out of Egypt. Moses challenges Pharaoh, they go back and forth over who exactly this God is and why Pharaoh should even listen, and eventually the night comes when they gather up their things and leave Egypt. Three days later the Israelites cross a sea, an event which is later referred to as the baptism of Moses, and on the shore they dance in celebration of their liberation.” (p. 28)

Although this part of the story could be seen as the end, instead, it is actually the beginning...again. Finally, at Mount Sinai, God speaks again. The same book describes the happening this way: “So when Moses tells the people at Sinai to ‘prepare yourselves’ and then leads them out of the camp ‘to meet with God’ this is about way more than a group of wilderness wanderers gathering for a message from the heavens. This is about humanity estranged from its maker. This is about the primal distance that exists between the divine and the human, the gap deep in the soul of humanity. Sinai is an answer to God’s question to Adam, ‘Where are you?’ This moment at Sinai is about the reversal of the consequences of Eden. Sinai is the breaking of the silence. God is near. God is about to speak.”

And, as they were in the beginning, things were good for a while. Israel, the delivered people remembered their God, the One who brought them out of Egypt. However, their journey from Sinai ended up in Jerusalem, and so we fast-forward to King Solomon. At the time, Jerusalem looked a lot like Egypt.

Again, from the same book, “Sinai was a marriage covenant between God and the people, a coming together of the divine and the human. And so the first commandment was that people couldn’t have other lovers. The relationship simply wouldn’t work if they were unfaithful. Solomon’s many wives and his infidelity to God are representative of the infidelity of all the people - they’ve turned from God.” Again, community had been spurned for a self-guided, self-gratifying, and ultimately empty existence. Where does life outside of community end up? Babylon.

My final quote from Jesus Wants to Save Christians, “The Hebrew Scriptures have a very simple and direct message: God always hears the cry of the oppressed; God cares about human suffering and the conditions that cause it. God is searching for a body, a community (emphasis mine) of people to care for the things God cares about. God gives power and blessing so that justice and righteousness will be upheld for those who are denied them. This is what God is like. This is what God is about. This is who God is...At the height of their power, Israel misconstrued God’s blessings as favoritism and entitlement. They became indifferent to God and to their priestly calling to bring liberation to others.” (p. 44) You know, it sounds to me like God called and sent the Israelites to do much of the same things he wanted accomplished at the end of Genesis 1: extend my community to the world as I have extended it to you. Instead, I guess you could say they sat down to dinner with Adam and Eve pulling the fruit off the tree, passing it around to make sure everyone got a bite, and, together, ate to their heart’s content. Welcome to Babylon, or better said, Welcome back to Egypt.

Maybe community doesn’t work. Maybe community makes claims we can’t handle. Maybe community is just too much trouble.

If you haven’t figured it out yet, community is hard work. It’s deeper than saying “hello” at the church potluck, or having a Bible study in your home. While these are important contributors toward community, they fall drastically short of capturing the entire picture.

Thankfully, God does not leave us in Babylon. “[You see], Christ arrives right on time to make this happen. He didn’t, and doesn’t, wait for us to get ready. He presented himself for this sacrificial death when we were far too weak and rebellious to do anything to get ourselves ready. And even if we hadn’t been so weak, we wouldn’t have known what to do anyway. We can understand someone dying for a person worth dying for, and we can understand how someone good and noble could inspire us to selfless sacrifice. But God put his love on the line for us by offering his Son in sacrificial death while we were of no use whatsoever to him.” (Romans 5:6-8) Again, “love never fails,” and God never ceases extending Himself, community, to His Creation.

Now, tonight, God approaches us with the same challenge He presented in the Garden; the same challenge He gave on Sinai; the same challenge He embraced and modeled through death, burial, and resurrection.

“God spoke: ‘Let us make human beings in our image, make them reflecting our nature So they can be responsible for the fish in the sea, the birds in the air, the cattle, And, yes, Earth itself, and every animal that moves on the face of Earth.’ God created human beings; he created them godlike, Reflecting God’s nature. He created them male and female. God blessed them: ‘Prosper! Reproduce! Fill Earth! Take charge! [Live out my Kingdom inviting others into community with me and each other.’]

This is church. We are not a building. We are not a worship service. We are not a social club. We are not a list of programs. We are not a “safe alternative to the perils of the world.” We are “...a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that [we] may declare the praises of him who called [us] out of darkness into his wonderful light. Once [we] were not a people, but now [we] are the people of God; once [we] had not received mercy, but now [we] have received mercy.” (1 Peter 2:9-10) And just like our Father Abraham, we have been sent out by God to extend that mercy to all we come into contact with. We are living in communal covenant relationship with God and each other; a communal covenant relationship where the cries of the oppressed are heard, where the torn are knitted back together; where the rejected find a place; where the broken receive healing; where fallen are helped up; where those on the bottom of the corporate totem pole sit down at the head of the table; where prodigals are rushed to and receivers of a grand “welcome home” parade as fine china comes out of the cabinet, ribeye steak is slapped on the grill, your Momma’s best mashed potato recipe is whipped up, and the wells of Chicken Express sweet tea overflow with no end, because the one that was lost has been found; the one who had left has now returned, and taken a rightful place back in the family. Small group leaders, with the power of the Holy Spirit, you have the opportunity to cultivate such communities; communities of hope, reconciliation, and peace.

Over the past few weeks in our house church, we have been journeying through a series entitled: “Navigating the Suburban Wilderness.” Each week, we are looking at a “toxin” of life in the suburbs, and reflecting upon the way of Jesus and spiritual practices that might challenge and help us in overcoming the toxin. Last week, the toxin was: “What will this relationship do for me?” and the spiritual practice was truly seeking to enter into non-transactional community with others. I know, for me, I, oftentimes, think of what others could be doing for me or Christ Journey or the community, and forget to rest in deep, meaningful relationships void of transactions or expectations. While wrestling with the content of the week, Heidi came to a few intense conclusions about some broken relationships in her life.

Tonight, our task was to share with you a theology of community. As you have noticed by now, our methodology involved narrative, experience, reflection, Scripture, other resources, and pieces from our lives. We could have given you an outline, taken a point-by-point approach, and filled the projector screen with bullet points. Instead, we wanted to sit down with you and talk. You are invited into the grand story of a God who will not back down from redeeming everyone and everything unto Himself; a God who will not back down until community is restored once and for all. However, in addition, you are invited to tell and live such a story: not just when you come together inside this building, but in your living rooms, department meetings, front yards, public parks, and grocery stores...extending community to Coppell and the surrounding cities.

As we conclude our time together, I would like to pray an adaptation of St. Patrick’s Breastplate Prayer as a blessing over you.

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“We arise tonight through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity, through the belief in the threeness, through the confession of the oneness of the Creator of Creation. May you arise tomorrow through God’s strength to pilot you: God’s might to uphold you, God’s wisdom to guide you, God’s eye to look before you, God’s ear to hear you, God’s word to speak for you, God’s hand to guard you, God’s way to lie before you, God’s shield to protect you, God’s host to save you from snares of demons, from temptations of vices, from everyone who shall wish you ill, afar and near, alone and in multitude.

Christ to shield you against poison, against burning, against drowning, against wounding, So that there may come to you abundance of reward. Christ with you, Christ before you, Christ behind you, Christ in you, Christ beneath you, Christ above you, Christ on your right, Christ on your left, Christ when you lie down, Christ when you sit down, Christ when you arise, Christ in the heart of everyone who thinks of you, Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of you, Christ in every eye that sees you, Christ in ever ear that hears you.

We arise tonight through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity, through belief in the threeness, through confession of the oneness of the Creator of Creation. Amen.”
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A Day in the Life of a Church Planter

Wednesday, January 21, 2009


It's always a fun conversation when someone asks me: "What do you do for a living?" Usually, I will answer the question with "pastor," "church starter," "church planter," or "church worker." However, recently, I wonder if "gardener" might be a more appropriate descriptor. In this post, Professor and Author, David Fitch, paints a picture of today's church planters with the following words: "They will be communal shepherds [who] are most often shepherds of an entire ethos of a community. They are not starting or managing an organization. Instead they are cultivating a communal sense of mission identity among a gathering people 'for this time and place.'" I find that to be a pretty good scratch at the surface of "what I do."

Last Saturday, my wife and I had the opportunity to share the day with new friends from this church. As we talked together dreaming about connections with unbelievers, starting house churches, and spiritual formation in the context of community, inevitably, the question was asked: "So, what does a typical day look like for you?" My friend from Denton graciously stepped in to answer; however, tonight, I would like to invite you into "A Day in the Life of a Church Planter."

After an 11 and a half hour day yesterday, I took my time getting started today. Although I took a slight verbal lashing later, my wife sacrificially got our kids going, took our daughter to school, took our son to Grandmom's, and worked all morning herself. For those of you praying for her during this pregnancy: "Thank you!" Today was a rough day, and now that the first trimester has come and gone, she is actually feeling worse...at least right now. However, she's amazing, and keeps putting one foot in front of the other.

Recently, Bret, myself, and a mutual friend have committed to crafting and living out a "Rule of Life." The three of us were in a "Christian Spiritual Formation" class in January 2008, and as we have entered into a formation group together, we are seeking to live out revised versions of our "rules." Part of my "rule" involves an ancient spiritual practice known as "praying the hours." For me, "praying the hours" consists of stopping (to the best of my ability and memory) and putting aside whatever I am involved in for prayer at 9am, noon, 3pm, 6pm, and 9pm. I have been greatly blessed by this practice, because I am walking with God throughout the day and able to reflect on what has already happened and what is yet to happen each day. Usually, in the morning, I will pray along with the "morning prayers" podcast of Divine Office, but today, I fired up "Navigating the Suburban Wilderness - Week #3" through my car stereo via my iPod to guide my time of prayer. May I see myself and others through the eyes of Jesus, and not through possessions, labels, and a craving for results.

For both Bret and I, "personal care" (daily exercise, healthy eating habits, proper sleep rhythms, etc.) is a high priority. As a result, since he moved here in October, we have played racquetball 3-5 times a week. Today was no different. I met him at HFC, and four games later, we were both exhausted.

From there, it was back to an empty house for some computer work: email correspondence, website development, Facebook networking, work-related blog reading, and perhaps some non-work related blog reading, too.

After that, I began thinking again on our theme for this coming Sunday. We are approaching week #4 of an 8 week series entitled: "Navigating the Suburban Wilderness." The purpose of the series is to compare the dominant aspects of suburban culture in the southwest corner of the DFW Metroplex with the way of Jesus. Yikes! God has been mightily at work in our community through the first 3 weeks. I can think of 4 broken relationships (some for more than a year) that were restored last week alone, because one or both parties in the relationship approached the other for forgiveness and reconciliation. God is truly forming us into a community of confession, forgiveness, and restoration, and he is going with us to extend such a life to our area.

For a teaser revealing some of what we'll be tackling this Sunday, click here. I am responsible for two times of story-telling, so I began to imagine what the context of each segment would consist of. In addition, Bret and I spent some time talking through email and on the phone fleshing out the theme, and crafting a flow for the sermon. We have been team preaching the entire series, and the collaboration has been a formative experience and a lot of fun.

While talking to Bret, I hopped in the car and took off for lunch at Dairy Queen with my wife, mother-in-law, and son. I chomped down a hunger-buster, medium french fries, and two 32oz Cherry Cokes. Didn't I say something about "personal care" earlier?

I spoke to a friend on the phone for 15-20 minutes. He is in the midst of some major life changes, and I am excited about the possibilities that lie ahead for him and humbly approaching God on his behalf.

45 minutes later, I went to visit some friends who came to our Sunday AM worship gathering for the first time last week. They had to leave early, so I thought I would swing by their house for a while. As I mentioned in the beginning, a majority of my role involves "seeding missional communities;" and therefore, I spend Wednesday afternoons and most of the day each Thursday "out of the office." Turns out, my friend answered the door, and we shared a little over an hour talking about her life. Currently, she is wondering about her identity and worth, mouring a recent job loss, making major sacrifices for her family, and uncertain as to whether or not church should be described as a community of healing and hope or a community of harm and disappointment. I pray that through the transformational power of God, Christ Journey can help her rediscover a little bit of the former. At the conclusion of the conversation, I prayed for her and left.

Next, I talked to my Mom on the phone for 30 minutes, and hoped to visit with a friend I have not seen in several months; however, no one came to the door after I knocked. Shortly after returning to the car, the boss called to ask me to pick up our daugher from school. "No problem," I said. "I should probably take her out visiting with me anyway." I found a great spot near the front of the "pick up" line. My daugher jumped in, and unbeknownst to her, we headed to MCDs for a hot fudge sundae.

After dropping $1.08 for the sundae, my daugher and I met Bret and his son at the Shenandoah Townhomes in southwest Burleson. We have been praying and cultivating relationships in the Shenandoah community since June 2008 eagerly looking forward to a launch of a house church in the neighborhood someday. That day is coming...really soon!

We met up with a friend of ours who lives in the community. Our kids played together, and we talked about life, faith, the Kingdom, scheduling, cleaning, serving, meeting our neighbors, work, sleep, and our shared vision for a house church in the Shenandoah neighborhood. Praise the Lord for new friends willing to live risky lives for the Kingdom of God. Thank you for praying for this new house church.

We said "goodbye" to our friend at Shenandoah, Bret, and his son, and my daughter and I returned home to find a "not feeling too good" Mom and a sleeping son. In 15 minutes, the four of us were in the Camry on our way to City Market for diapers and dog food. The dog food was for us, but the diapers (and wipes) were for a baby shower we were going to. Over the last few months, Bret has been officing (for the most part) at the local Denny's restaurant, and as a result, he has developed some good relationships with the wait staff. As a "regular," he has been able to strike up extended and meaningful conversations when the restaurant is not busy. One of the waitresses is expecting her first baby at the end of January, so Bret invited himself and us to her baby shower that was held at Denny's this evening. Kingdom living is exciting to say the least!

We arrived with our diapers and wipes, and were able to meet most of our friends' entire family. We talked, played the "don't say baby" game, and watched our kids color and play with balloons. We are thankful to be messengers of the Lord cultivating relationships in our community in his name.

My wife already did not feel good, and the smell of cigarette smoke in the restaurant was not helping. I think restaurants without a fully enclosed "smoking section" or a fully enclosed "non-smoking section" might as well consider the entire restaurant a "smoking section." On the other hand, I do love me some Grand Slams!

Anyway, we left the shower early, and went back to the house. My wife took a rest, and I got to cooking a lil dinner. In reality, this means that I heated up some leftover brisket, and popped two corn dogs in the microwave for the kids. The three of us ate together, and then, I got "little man" ready for bed. He brushed his teeth, laid down with his Mommy for a while, said his (and our) prayers, and then, amazingly went off to sleep with ease.

By this time, my daugher was ready for bed, and the two of us sat down for some devotional Bible reading and conversation. You know, if LST is using the Bible to teach non-English speakers to read, then why am I not using the Bible to teach (and grow) my 8-year old in reading? Anyway, we talked about what the Bible is, where it came from, what kind of literature we find in it, what "Old Testament" and "New Testament" means, where books, chapters, and verse numbers came from...you know, anything that an 8-year old might need to know in order to be a world renown biblical scholar! My favorite question from her came when I was telling her that there was a time when people did not have the Bible as we have it today. Immediately, she asked, "If they didn't have the Bible, how did they learn about God?" She really does not understand how profound a question she asked, and how many of us today would have no answer.

For the rest of our time together, we dove into Mark 1.1-3. We talked about the title "Christ," Jesus as the Son of God, and the "Good News" Jesus is to us. We even ended up in a bit of a trinitarian conversation as she asked how Jesus could be God's Son and yet be God. We had a meaningful prayer to close as we asked God to reveal the Good News of Jesus to us as we journey through Mark, and that we would also be sharers and livers of such Good News. She's excited to talk about Isaiah and John the Baptizer next time. I gave her a drink of water, and kissed her goodnight.

Now, I'm sitting on the love seat in my "Mary Tyler Moore" living room reflecting on a full and wonderful day in the "already, but not yet" Kingdom of God. Having the sacred opportunity to join God in confessionally, humbly, sacrificially, eagerly, and patiently tilling soil of the lives of others is the greatest job in the world. In fact, most of the time that I think I am working for and with others, God is actually tilling the soil in my life, too. There you have it: "A Day in the Life of a Church Planter."

Tomorrow looks like racquetball at 7am, formation group at 9am, preparation for a presentation I am making at a church in Coppell on Friday at 10:30am, time in the community all afternoon, and coffee with a friend at 9pm.

For now, I'm headed to the ps2 to fire up some NCAA Football 2008. I'm 3-1 with Florida State. I lost to Iowa, but beat Oklahoma by six touchdowns. Go figure.