I’ve mentioned before that I’ve grown up without a father. I never even knew much about him. To be honest, I never was very curious. I never felt like I was missing out on much. I thought I was just fine without him. I was never really bitter, either. Just moving along with my life, and I never gave it a second thought until somebody asked me about it. Meeting him was never on my list of things to do. Then I had a few things happen that made me reconsider my thoughts…
Over the past few months, there has been a lot going on in my life. Unfortunately, the world doesn’t stop doing things so I can get married, so I’ve missed out on some interesting talking points, so I’m backtracking.
I don’t know about you, but I’m terrible at setting goals. I always seem to get ahead of myself and make them unrealistic. That is, until last year. I wrote a piece called “The Next 12” in which I outlined different ideas for goal-setting. I broke them down into categories like physical, financial, and dream goals. I made myself goals based on my own advice. I wrote them down, and encouraged my homegroup guys to do the same, and made sure to tell people around me so they could keep me accountable. The most important part was almost neglected, and that was bringing up the goals we set throughout the year to see how much progress we were making.
As we near Christmas Day (5 days away!) NFL Teams are asking Santa for plenty this year. The Cowboys, Bears, and Steelers are asking for a playoff miracle. The Jets are hoping McElroy is the QB they have been hoping for (and I hope along with Tim Tebow that he gets a shot elsewhere, and rumor is they’re shopping him and Sanchez). Matt Ryan and the Falcons are hoping to get that elusive first playoff win, as is Matt Schaub (TJ Yates won the Texans’ playoff game last year).
I have mostly stayed away from responding to tragedies. This is mostly because I have no idea what to say. I know my words could never calm the pain that a mother, father, sibling, wife, or friend could feel. I tend to keep quiet and reflect, asking God to answer questions, heal, and comfort. That’s the only response I know. Even this response isn’t well thought-out. Today’s post is mostly a venting table for me, so feel free to move on.
Some of you may be wondering why I haven’t written in a while. Of course, you may not be wondering that at all. But I’m gonna tell you anyways. Some exciting things have happened recently, and I’m so excited to see God’s hand working in the lives of my friends and Autumn and I.