Yogurt Shop Wisdom


On an otherwise routine Friday night run to our favorite yogurt shop, Sweet Frog, both girls shared an enlightening insight that both stretched and dumbfounded their father.

Lexie on Bigpa: “He looks like Abraham Lincoln.” I had never made such an obvious connection. Feeling presidential Bigpa?

hunger games

Meagan on the Hunger Games Trilogy: “It was a really good waste of time.” So pleased to add another odd cultural phenomenon to that list.

A historic and cinematically perplexing experience with a side of cookies and cream yogurt.


Sure signs you aren’t the target demographic

Lou and I, always the adventuresome duo, headed out last night in search of some cheap and unique entertainment. Thankfully, family-friendly Dyer IN was hosting the second of three *free* summer concerts at Elmer Miller Park [first clue]. We arrived a bit late but just ahead of the main act, String Fever, as it stormed onstage. Though slow in some respects, both Lex and I quickly agreed that neither of us fit the intended audience. Pic and video proof below.


The dulcimers stoked our curiosity.


Throwback lawn chairs.


Just Say No to Grecian Formula section


American Cars.


American Cars with patriotic plates near Old Glory.


Decorative belt.


Red sequin go-to-dulcimer-concert cap.


Patriotic Chairs.


And if that weren’t enough, a kind gentleman gave us a handout promoting two upcoming events we should consider: Wii Bowling League (55+) and Senior Water Fitness Class.

Good times!

Sweet Sixteen!


Meagan reaches the 16 year mark today and what a crazy, fun trek it’s been! A zesty mixture of grit, peculiarity, and beauty, she’s a one-of-a-kind girl who will push her way [and her opinions!] right into your personal space and then insert some random insight that creates philosophical banter out of conflict. Her tenacity is the stuff of legend, such that I feel compelled to crown her on this, her 16th birthday, “la chica más interesante en el mundo.”

Meagan, I love the way you grind…and debate…and negotiate…and laugh…and worship! I love the way God made you [inside and out]…and gifted you…and challenges you…and died to make you His. And I love how you keep striving to know Him…and love Him…and find your joy…and security…and identity in Him. And I hope you will never abandon your soul-deep need to run hard after Jesus. And I pray you will discover over and over that He will never abandon His blood-bought pursuit of you.

“Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.” Jesus in John 15:5

I love you!


Meagan – The Early Years

the early years

Meagan – The Enlightened Years

the later years

Meagan and Peeps

Meagan and Peeps

Meagan and Peeps Too

Meagan and Peeps 2

Meagan and the Gentlemen

Meagan and the Men

Going home

I’m back in Texas for a week to reconnect with family and friends, chase the golf ball, and sample the new menu at Whataburger. Not exactly a bucket list but close. It’s a trip I’ve anticipated for some time and, with the girls in tow and Katie joining us for the weekend, one that does my heart good.

There’s something about going home that stirs up hard-to-describe emotions deep within me. The familiar people and places offer immediate comfort and I replay the memory movie again in my mind…a highlight reel of funny stories and go-to friends and bland routines I miss. I sense the world is right-side-up again when I come home; I just fit here better.

With time, I’m learning to suppress the woulda-coulda-shoulda thoughts that used to interrupt [and dominate!] my return visits to Texas. Our relocation to the land of $4.14/gal gasoline and inmates formerly known at Governors has forced me to drill deeper into what I actually think about God, His purposes, and how He shapes our lives. I used to [functionally] believe His primary role was to accommodate my ever-growing wish list [i.e. God exists to please me!], but I’m slowly sensing the exact opposite is true. I exist to seek and find pleasure in God. And, because He loves me with a radical, persistent, jealous love, He will use whatever means available [i.e. anything!] to remind me that my happiness in Him is far more fulfilling than in any of His creations [i.e. places, people, expanded Whataburger menus, etc.].

As difficult as it is for me to wrap my ‘wittle’ brain around, we are not built for ultimate joy in this life. This world is not our home [as the catchy old tune reminds] no matter how tempted we are to think [or determined we are to prove] otherwise. For me, that means not grinding too much about where I am or reminiscing too fondly about where I was.

“For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.” -2 Corinthians 4:17-18

300th post!

Remarkably, WordPress keeps track of how many times I’ve posted something on this increasingly obscure blog. And as the spunky title of this latest entry indicates, this is a B-I-G-G-I-E.

300 posts!

I really can’t put into words what this technological milestone means to me. Who would have known that, from humble beginnings in the back bedroom of a temporary dwelling in Crete IL, this teeny-tiny blog would have grown to serve 1-3 determined family members per day? In my wildest dreams, I could never have imagined a time when a new post would wander its way onto this site every 3.5 days. Staggering.

To commemorate this achievement, I’m posting two recent pictures that highlight three ladies who bring me deep joy and hope. And no matter how many virtual awards this blog accumulates, I know I will treasure this trio above them all.