“We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves. We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are…
i’m not the most coordinated person in the world. i can trip over my own two feet just as easily as i can trip over an object in my path. there’s a good reason for it. i have “athletically challenged syndrome.” it’s a real disease. okay, maybe not yet. but…
it’s august, and I am officially the father of a senior. a few months ago, when the class of 2014 said their goodbyes, I watched with a renewed attention. this will be us next may. celebrating. dreaming. planning. so much of what i thought I knew about parenting has become…
for a few weeks every august, my wife jennifer and i are the same age. her birthday is in early august, mine is at the end of the month. but after that, i regain my status as the eldest Walker in our household. and while we may be the same…
i saw myself on the screen the other night. i wasn’t on the jumbotron at the baseball game. i wasn’t starring in a home movie. no, i saw myself in a movie character. an unlikely one. and the irony is that it was the antagonist of a movie that…
i hate yardwork. my parents used to have threaten my life to get me to go help outside. i would have vacuumed my room. dusted the shelves. even scrubbed toilets. but go outside and work? no thank you. and once out there, i was just a joy to have around….
i’ve been a little extra grumpy lately. yes, grumpier than usual. i’ve had some extra demands on me both at home and work, and after a while, “mr. servant of Christ” gets tired of serving and grows a little resentful. so when we got to the fireworks show at my…
some people turn into werewolves at night when the moon is full. others grow fangs. me? well after 9pm, i’m just pure evil. as “nice” as everyone thinks i am, once that clock turns from 8:59, i really don’t have much nice to say or think about anyone or…
i’m 45. unless my children turn into Phineas & Ferb and invent a time machine, i’m not going to get any younger. (however, i do bring up relentlessly that they need to cut down on the sports and invent a teleporter. it would make my life so much more fun….
i don’t know how i got here but somehow here i am—a man. oh, sure. i know the basics about how i actually came into this world. (i do have three kids, i know how this works), but i’m not sure when that magic moment happened when i instantly went…
the other day, my wife, who is filled with goodness and kindness, was helping out a friend. i, who am filled with selfishness and meanness, was wondering why we were helping out this friend. couldn’t this friend handle his/her own situation. (i know this reads awkwardly, but i’m more concerned…
