Category: Purely Personal

Listen to Your Wife

Listen to Your Wife

Sound the trumpets and break out the confetti, because Audience Participation Week is coming to an end.  As far as I know I’ve risen to the challenge, but hey…it’s still early in the day...

Evil Picnickers Beware

Evil Picnickers Beware

Let me introduce you to Jase. He’s an army ant. You can tell he’s an army ant because he’s wearing a camouflage shirt a plastic helmet that’s approximately 1/16th of an inch thick and...

That’s My Boy

You’re looking at what’s known as a Game Ball.  Apparently, a Game Ball is a time-honored tradition in athletic circles, given to a select player in order to commemorate a special game. I don’t think Game Balls...

Directory Persistence

Directory Persistence

The scene: Highway 15-501 South; I am in my car on the cell phone, trying to compare prices on getting the tank for the gas grill filled, because yes, I’m just that cheap. Audio-Animatronic...

Parenting Paradox

The Good: Our last born lost his first tooth yesterday.  He’s been wondering for a while when the big moment was going to happen, and so were we, since there wasn’t a sign of...

This Post is Rated PG-13

This Post is Rated PG-13

Today, I’m walking down memory lane. Today, I have a loop reel of the faces of hundreds of parents that I served during my years as a Student Pastor.  I remember looking them dead...

Insights on Incisors, Part Two

This is an unplanned follow up to a previous post, if you’d like to catch up. Yesterday I had to make a return trip to the dentist’s office to replace a filling that decided...

I Kissed Kissing Goodbye

I Kissed Kissing Goodbye

I interrupt your Valentine’s Day for an unusual Saturday post from Connective Tissue.  I didn’t want to interrupt you, because I know many of you are sneaking the conversation hearts from your kid’s goodie...

Investing Yourself

Investing Yourself

Monday night I caught up with a friend of mine from back in Tennessee.  I’ve known Zach since he was a wee lad (he’s several years younger than me).  When I was in high...