Faith In Action

One of the things I want to do when I grow up is to be a lot like this man, Hugh Freeze, Head Coach of the Ole Miss Rebels football team.


It isn’t just because I’m an Ole Miss fan, this man talks the talk, and much more importantly, walks the walk. Plus, I totally get his God moments. I have had more than my share. I wasn’t there, and the article doesn’t say it but, I am willing to bet the Coach Freeze laughed when he read that Scripture that sealed the deal for him to take the Ole Miss job. I know that Sally and I laughed a lot when we decided to move to Virginia back in the Fall of 2001. There were a lot of those Providential moments for us. We sat under many sermons that preached getting out of your comfort zone, heeding the call of God, going to a far country, when one door closes another one opens. That’s the God moment. Not “what if God was one of us, just a slob like one of us, just a stranger on the bus…” or “I found God, on the corner of 1st and Amistad, smoking His last cigarette…”

Coach Freeze has a strong desire to live out his faith right out in the open. He isn’t in your face, hammering you over the head with a Bible, screaming “Turn or Burn!” He is just going about his day, in a job that he loves and reflecting the love of Christ out to his players and hoping that some of that loves sticks to them and shines on those they come in contact with.

I wish the light of Christ would shine in me like that.


Finding Myself

This summer has been enlightening. For a multitude of reasons, most of which are still hidden to me, I have been on an interesting journey. Call it my mid-life crisis, or middle-aged crazy, or whatever. In the last month or so, I have decided to do a couple of big things, big for me. First, I have decided to finish my degree. Not in anything that will end up making me rich, but in something that speaks to my heart. I am going to get my bachelors degree online in philosophy. I may never use it, some people will say it is not a practical degree. Well, it isn’t your degree, and I’m not getting it for you. It is for me. And it speaks to me in a way that engineering or marketing, or business management never have.

Earlier this summer, Sally bought the book “Start” by Jon Acuff. It’s subtitle is “Punch Fear in the Face; Escape Average, Do Work That Matters.” It’s about getting past the voices in your head, your fears and doubts, and beginning to do those things that you want to do. I read the book and I would commend it to all my friends and family.

Then, a month ago, Sally took a leap of faith to go on a bit of an adventure putting the principles of this book into practice for 24 days. I didn’t go with her, but I got to read all of her postcards from her journey. (She didn’t go anywhere, just down into her office.) I began to plot my own adventure.

Today is a big day for me. Today I start my own 24 day adventure. My goal is to write on this blog at least twice a week and to begin to share those little scraps of paper that have accumulated in my brain all of these years. The scary part is that I have invited a few thousand people to come and see if what I have to say is coherent, let alone relevant, and to share an insight or two that might be of help to someone else along the way.


The end of all things is at hand; therefore be self-controlled and sober-minded for the sake of your prayers. Above all, keep loving one another earnestly, since love covers a multitude of sins. Show hospitality to one another without grumbling. As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of God’s varied grace: whoever speaks, as one who speaks oracles of God; whoever serves, as one who serves by the strength that God supplies—in order that in everything God may be glorified through Jesus Christ. To him belong glory and dominion forever and ever. Amen.

1 Peter 4:7-11

Sally and I were given a great gift this weekend. We were asked to open up our home to 4 outstanding young men. One of the missionaries that Knox supports has a son that was getting married this Saturday in Mechanicsville. They used the church for their rehearsal dinner location and our pastor had opened his home to the missionary family. He asked us if we would open our home to a few more family, and we did. The awesome part for me was that we were hosting the groom and his 3 groomsmen. What a unique honor, to host a groom on the last night of bachelorhood.

Sally got to provide a place for some great young men to bed down for a couple of nights; not in a sterile hotel but, in a home full of love; and she got to cook a hearty breakfast for them to start this monumental day off on the right foot, with a full belly. And, at the end of the weekend, to provide a fine lunch to the remaining family as they head off back home.

For me, I was allowed by these young men, Daniel, the groom; Matthew, the younger brother and best man; Tom and Clay, groomsmen and college buddies and best friends; to share that last night together and to enjoy unifying beverages. As the old married guy in the room, with 19 years of marriage under my belt, I was asked to share some advice and mistakes and victories I have made over the years. The greatest thing for me was just to be there and eavesdrop and witness 4 Christian friends catch up with one another and share what God is doing in their lives and how they have grown in their faith.
That, and being able to answer some pretty profound questions from some of the guys.

We’ve always said that this house was a gift from God and he must have some interesting plans for us in its use. This weekend, we were able to serve a family that has given their life to service in the church as missionaries. That isn’t much in the greater scheme of things, but it was a big deal for them and a bigger deal for us.

Days of Christmas – Day 25

Well, we are here, Christmas day. I haved racked my brain for the quintessential Christmas song to cap off this series of posts. It will just have to be one of the greatest Christmas films of modern times. Our family discovered this one in the early days of cable tv. It became a family favorite long before it went into 24 hour rotation on Christmas day on TBS. This song medley is from the end of the movie.

Merry Christmas, be sure to drink your Ovaltine, and don’t shoot your eye out.

25 Days of Christmas – Day 24

Here it is, Christmas Eve. It is finally here. Tomorrow, we will be surrounded by family and friends, giving gifts and renewing friendships and family ties. Some of us will go to church for a Christmas Eve service. My church will have a service of lessons and carols in which the Christmas story will be told through Scripture lessons. It is my hope that I will get off work at FedEx in time to attend.

I wish you a silent night tonight.

25 Days of Christmas – Day 23

Well, this is it. It is the final Sunday of Advent. Christmas Day is just 2 days away. My musical journey has almost come to an end. This next song was the most published song of the 20th century. A hymn by Isaac Watts.

25 Days of Christmas – Day 22

Sometimes a new arrangement can be fun to hear. But, then again, why mess with success? At least today I won’t bombard you with another English boys choir.

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