Grunt, grimace…naah, JUST BREATHE!!!

There’s plenty of ways to respond to bad news.  I think we’ve all been there and were forced to live w/ the regret of responding inappropriately or stand proud for responding the right way!!!

This is one of those times when responding inappropriately LOOKED SO GOOD!!!

My finally doomed G4...well at least the screen is history!!!

My finally doomed G4...well at least the screen is history!!!

The above photo is a picture of my DAMAGED vintage ibook G4 (yeah, it’s old & they were not calling them Macbooks when I got it)!

My eight year old son decided to carry my opened notebook by grabbing the top corners of the screen.  Oh, did I mention it was in the presence of my closest & dearest loved-one who will remain nameless?  Needless to say, it dropped from his little filthy hands landing on the carpet, sources say.

Now, I was informed of the incident three-plus hours afterwards and after I opened the computer to see, once again, the above pic (note to the audience: always provide an explanation immediately after a catastrophe…never let the victim learn they’re a victim on their own)!

In that moment, I wanted to lose it (key words: WANTED TO).  Instead of entertaining any of my “quite often used” options, I sat down on the couch, and started to watch a movie I had DVR’d earlier…just so happens to be one that the aforementioned “nameless” family member and I enjoy watching together!!!

For some reason, with all of the options going on in my head, a question took forefront.  And the question was this: Is it really worth it?  The attitude and silent treatment that I’d normally stink up the house with…sucking my teeth every time Myles comes in the room all because he’s ONCE AGAIN, broken one of my toys.  Is it all worth it?

After the movie started and I got to one of the early & HILARIOUS scenes, I started to reassess the damage.  I paused the movie and felt my blood pressure start to increase again.  Then, as if I was talking to someone else in the room, I told myself (albeit in my Daddy’s voice) BOY, IT’S A COMPUTER!!!  Stop worrying ‘bout this thing & get a grip, NEGRO…because CLEARLY Myles didn’t have a good one!” LOL

I believe that sometimes no response is the godly response.  The Scriptures speak on more than one occasion of not allowing our things to have us.  Jesus spent “all day” talking about how our attitudes should be during his famous Sermon on the Mount (Matthew 5 & 6).

Right responses are not at all easy ones and in my case too few to be the norm.  The goal is to have the “proper” response ongoing…even if it’s just breathing!!!

2009 Championship Year!

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It’s only June and it’s been quite a year, especially in my sports world.  Never have I been more excited (with plenty of reason) to be a fan of my favorite teams: Pittsburgh Steelers, UNC Tarheels, and the Los Angeles Lakers.  Two professional sports teams, one college basketball team and three championships won all in the same year.

As a diehard fan, this is the thing most sports fans can only DREAM of…your favorite sports teams all winning their respective championships.  From conversations at the barbershop to small watercooler-talks at the job, there’s always more leverage for the fan whose team is either expected to win or on some ridiculous winning streak.

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By the time my beloved Steelers won the Super Bowl back in February (with that dominating defense & incredible catch in the final seconds by Santonio Holmes) my Tarheels were one of the top teams in the country and were closing in on the ACC regular season championship (although we ended up losing the ACC tournament semifinals…NO BIG).  Also, my Lakers were kicking butt in the western conference and playing with a determination lacking last year.

March Madness arrives and my Tarheels looked poised from the first game. Ty Lawson returned after a foot injury and in the championship game, my boys destroyed Michigan State (it was actually over by halftime).  Two of my top teams with championships and we were only in early April.

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The NBA playoffs could not come quick enough.  Most of my friends were already aware of my excitement in talking about sports and knew I was dying to run my mouth about the Lakers.  I felt it was my obligation to be as vocal and aware of everything in Laker-land.  It only helped me when the games ended up being some of the best in recent playoff memory.  Once it became clear that the Kobe-Lebron finals would have to wait another year, I prepared myself to be fitted for my imaginary championship ring.

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God knows I wish diehard fans were rewarded with rings when their teams won the championships.  I’d have three this year…the year I turn 40!  This is what being a sports fan is all about.

steelers championship ring

Thanks guys for the experience & the many memories to come!

Just Gravy

WOW, it’s been a minute…this is the first blog I’ve cranked out in quite some time and since my pace has somewhat leveled out (now that Myles is back from NC) I thought I’d pen a couple of quick thoughts.

A few of weeks ago, I had the privilege of accompanying my friend Maina on a tour of the Russell Building in Washington, DC.  Not to sound UGLY or anything, but if that means nothing to you, it’s probably because either you’ve never been AND/OR you’re not too sure of the significance of what’s inside.

Prior to this particular visit, I actually was both.  In fact, when I was told of a friend who worked in the building, my response was no different than if he worked at the local Kroger’s.  That is, until I went inside and saw for myself the complexity of the complex, equipped with underground train-access to the other government buildings in the area.

Our tour was led by a police officer that had worked there for a little under a decade.  He gave us access & explanations that most tourists could’ve only dreamed (see pix from the Capital Bldg below).
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After touring offices of notable government officials, the most moving part for me was the few minutes we spent viewing the statues (just down the hall from the rotunda in the Capital Building) of statesmen from all over the country.  Several had given their lives (literally) for the cause of “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.” I couldn’t help but wonder how they arrived at the decision to go into public service and who were the influencers of their day.
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A few days ago, I was reminded of my experience in DC while watching the unveiling of Ronald Regan’s statue.  The coverage on C-SPAN was excellent and quite honestly, somewhat moving (a definite first for me).  After hearing several people describe the significance of his life both inside & outside the oval office, I found myself rehearsing one simple truth.  In fact, it was the same statement that continued to grip me during the tour:  Life is too short to be lived without having the end in mind.

Here’s the deal, we all spend each and every moment of our lives doing something.  Whether it’s something we love and have lots of passion, or it’s something we hate, or it’s something we simply got locked into doing and before long, half of our life was spent doing it.  I’m sure we all can relate to either being there or knowing someone who is presently faced with that dilemma.

I think it’s obvious that many of the individuals who are now immortalized in the Capital Building’s halls gave their lives to something they believed in and loved.  They were consumed by the passion they had for public service.  It was their thing…that one thing they felt called & compelled to do in life.  Everything else was just gravy!

outside cap bldg

Sadly, there’s always a price to pay when our passions are lived without a specific end in mind.  It doesn’t matter what the industry is, there’s always specific trappings that accompany a passion without parameters regardless of the person involved.  Making the conscious choice to live out our passions without defining our parameters is a proven formula for disaster and regret.

Broken promises, disappointed children, forgotten dreams, long hours spent away, misplaced priorities, missed birthdays, missed family times, overlooked & ignored health issues, poor eating habits, sleepless nights, unattended events are all just a glimpse of the heartache caused by passionate careers without parameters.

I don’t want to sound like I’m trying to minimize the impact or importance those in public service have had on this country.  Their efforts truly can’t be recognized enough.  However, one of the gauges I’m consistently asking myself is am I allowing my own personal drive and passion for ministry to adversely affect the ones I love the most.  The truth of the matter is I only have one opportunity to be the best at each of the roles I play in life (husband, father, son, brother, uncle, friend).

As I pursue my passions, it’s a must for me to keep the end in mind and have practical parameters in order to maintain the relationships most important.  Tina and Myles should NEVER be (with God’s help) overlooked or undervalued because of my career or anything else I pursue for that matter.
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Mark Batterson (www.evotional.com) said it perfectly in one of his recent blogs, “who you are around children is who you really are.”  Given that I’ve worked with students for well over a decade now, I found this to be pretty profound.  It’s a cool exercise even for those who don’t have children.

Now, take it a step further if you’re a parent and ask yourself this question: who are you around your own children?  A stranger?  A tyrant?  A guilt-ridden parent due to lack of attention and instead of parenting you’ve become a doormat for your kids to walk on?  I’d be the first to admit that parenting isn’t easy, but it’s certainly worth making the necessary adjustments to be the best for your kids!

Life really is too short to be lived without the end in mind.  All of us have skills and talents given to us by God Almighty that bring fulfillment and satisfaction when exercised regularly. I could be wrong, but I don’t think He blessed us to effectively use our skills and  abuse our families.  My prayer is that our loved ones will always get our best and whatever we have left to offer the world would be just gravy.

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