charlieDEAN’S Blog

To me, the mark of a great book, is whether or not it is still stimulating thought months after reading it. A couple months ago, I finally got around to reading the book Let Your Life Speak, by Parker Palmer. It’s really caused me to ask some deep questions of myself about what God has made me to do. It not an easy question to answer, and I think that at some level, I will wrestle with it my whole life. But right now I’m full in inner angst and turmoil. I’ve always been a “jack of all trades” kind of guy, but I feel like I’m coming to a point in my life where I need to get serious, grow up, and make something of myself. But what? It seems every conversation points me in a different direction.

Finding me isn’t easy work.

I was in the bathroom getting ready the other day, and the television in my bedroom was on, and my five year old says to me, “A rock is dead — what does that mean?” (What he heard was another Iraqi is dead, or something to that effect.) If I had to choose, which is worse, to allow my kids to watch the news or watch the Simpson’s? (I miss the Simpsons — I never turn it on when the boys are around because it doesn’t feel right — but maybe it’s not as bad as I think.) So whaddya think?

I was flipping between the two the other night, and I really don’t like either one. I think I like Letterman’s sense of humor, but Paul Shafer drives me up a friggin’ wall. So I’ll open it up to y’all…Letterman or Leno?

ps. Obviously the right answer is Conan, but we’ll leave him out of it for now!

To me, the mark of a great book, is whether or not it is still stimulating thought months after reading it. A couple months ago, I finally got around to reading the book Let Your Life Speak, by Parker Palmer. It’s really caused me to ask some deep questions of myself about what God has made me to do. It not an easy question to answer, and I think that at some level, I will wrestle with it my whole life. But right now I’m full in inner angst and turmoil. I’ve always been a “jack of all trades” kind of guy, but I feel like I’m coming to a point in my life where I need to get serious, grow up, and make something of myself. But what? It seems every conversation points me in a different direction.

Finding me isn’t easy work.

I was in the bathroom getting ready the other day, and the television in my bedroom was on, and my five year old says to me, “A rock is dead — what does that mean?” (What he heard was another Iraqi is dead, or something to that effect.) If I had to choose, which is worse, to allow my kids to watch the news or watch the Simpson’s? (I miss the Simpsons — I never turn it on when the boys are around because it doesn’t feel right — but maybe it’s not as bad as I think.) So whaddya think?

I was flipping between the two the other night, and I really don’t like either one. I think I like Letterman’s sense of humor, but Paul Shafer drives me up a friggin’ wall. So I’ll open it up to y’all…Letterman or Leno?

ps. Obviously the right answer is Conan, but we’ll leave him out of it for now!

Caleb — my oldest — learned to ride a bike without training wheels last night. Usually he’s tentative, but two other boys on our street know how (one learned last week) and so he was motivated.

We’re excited for him!

Sorry for the lack of posts!

This week it seems I’ve moved from one deep conversation to the next and my head is all full of stuff, but stuff that really can’t be talked about here…sorry. Plus I taught at New Community this week which always cuts down on time.

And on top of it all…LOST.

I don’t know what to say…there was so much going on, that I don’t even know where to start — maybe one of the best two-hour blocks of television ever!

Caleb — my oldest — learned to ride a bike without training wheels last night. Usually he’s tentative, but two other boys on our street know how (one learned last week) and so he was motivated.

We’re excited for him!

Sorry for the lack of posts!

This week it seems I’ve moved from one deep conversation to the next and my head is all full of stuff, but stuff that really can’t be talked about here…sorry. Plus I taught at New Community this week which always cuts down on time.

And on top of it all…LOST.

I don’t know what to say…there was so much going on, that I don’t even know where to start — maybe one of the best two-hour blocks of television ever!