I Turned Fifty-Seven…Terrible.

I turned fifty-seven this year. Terrible. I am in the final quarter of life.  There is no denying it.  A lot of games are lost or won in the final quarter.   I plan to win. About ten years ago, I noticed the upper-back-part of my head was going flat.  It used to be round backContinue reading “I Turned Fifty-Seven…Terrible.”

How to Own Christmas Week (and stay sane doing it)

 So it is Christmas week!  Here are a baker’s dozen practical ways to help you own the next few days! Finish up your shopping The week before Christmas is crazy at the retail centers and you don’t want to be at the mercy of the mail to deliver an on-line order before the wire.  Finish up. Continue reading “How to Own Christmas Week (and stay sane doing it)”

A Walk Down Duval Street… (Are WE the new counterculture?)

Melissa and I were recently in Key West. I officiated a wedding for our best friend’s oldest son on the beach at Ft. Zachary Taylor. Well the beach-ish anyway. If you have been to Key West you know what I mean. No one goes to Key West for the beaches. Those who do, only visitContinue reading “A Walk Down Duval Street… (Are WE the new counterculture?)”

Staying Effective as an Aging Leader

What if you don’t HAVE to get less effective as you get older? What if you just have to CHANGE?  I don’t know about you but I am not getting any younger.  After playing softball for decades, I now find it painful to bend over to pick up a bat, much less scoop up aContinue reading “Staying Effective as an Aging Leader”

I Was Thinking About Mortality Today…

I was thinking about mortality today. Not morbidity. Just mortality. I am 55. Seems shocking just to read. It’s really a pretty good age. Oldish but not old. Balding but not bald. Slowing but not slowed. That kind of stuff. My best friend from high school died this year. No warning. Just working out andContinue reading “I Was Thinking About Mortality Today…”

Musings on My Roaring Mid-Fifties: Wine and Diet Pepsi

Class of 1980. I am now 56.  Soon to be 57.  If I live to be 113, I am currently middle aged. I am past middle age. Here some of the ups and downs (downs and ups) I have discovered from this season of life. 1) Down: What of my hair is not turning grayContinue reading “Musings on My Roaring Mid-Fifties: Wine and Diet Pepsi”

Our (Roaring) Mid-Fifties

:   Our (Roaring) Mid-Fifties Class of 1980. I am now 53. Soon to be 54. If I live to be 107, I am currently middle aged. I am past middle age. Here some of the ups and downs I have discovered from this season of life.   1) Down: What of my hair is notContinue reading “Our (Roaring) Mid-Fifties”

Ten Fifty-Two Year Old Reflections

Reflecting on this wonderful season of my vocational life. Here are some observations: 1) At 52, I get to see the harvest of seeds I have planted over the years. This harvest comes in many forms but it is all good. 2) At 52, I no longer have much a need to be known orContinue reading “Ten Fifty-Two Year Old Reflections”

Forgetting to Remember (What Grandchildren Teach Us)

Forgetting to Remember (Fairview Heights, Illinois, circa 2009) I had a really bad day.  Nothing really went wrong but I couldn’t find the hours to accomplish what I needed to do.  As the day wore on and deadlines approached, my mood became worse and worse.  By late afternoon I had clearly deteriorated from affably ineffectiveContinue reading “Forgetting to Remember (What Grandchildren Teach Us)”

Crazy About Them (Poop-a-geddon)

A story called “Harold” seemed to define the first several years of my ministry.  This story is taking its place as my favorite.  Less gritty, more grace.  I must be getting older.  This one is in my new book “Re:member.”   Crazy About Them (Fairview Heights, Illinois circa 2013)   Fridays are normally a dayContinue reading “Crazy About Them (Poop-a-geddon)”