Stand Still To Move

Ok, before we went to bed last night, I asked my three children and my wife if they wanted to go run with me the next morning.  I should understand by now that no one in my family is excited about the prospect of running, especially when they know that is going to be cold outside.  But, we went through the ritual process of hem-hawing and indecisiveness that comes with the dreaded question, "Do ya'll want to run with me in the morning?"  Now, there is no doubt in my mind that my family loves me and that is the very reason they have such a hard time.  They want to spend time with me, but I also know that they probably feel as if someone is punishing them for wanting to spend time with dad running.   Well, when Shanda and I put the kids to bed, everyone was half-heartedly on board with getting up and running this morning.  But I gotta be honest, when my feet hit the floor this morning, I could not bring even myself to put on my running clothes, so, I too...

 I was thinking about my post this evening and I want to expound some on the title of this blog.  When I think about "Stand Still to Move", I picture myself standing still and considering options before I move, but I also picture and recall the verse from Psalm 46:10 :  “Be still, and know that I am God.     I will be exalted among the nations,     I will be exalted in the earth!” In my family, we try not to fret and worry about how things are going to be or what has happened in the past.  It is important for us to "Be Still" and know in our hearts, through faith, that the God of the universe, the God who will be exalted in all the earth, is in control.  That provides an immense amount of freedom to make decisions and move through life, knowing that nothing I do will thwart the plans of the Creator of the Universe.  Thus, we are "Being Still to Move".  I wanted to pick a title that would be catchy, but also one that gives a hint of ...

  October 27, 2020 This is a picture of us after Landon's last football game of the 2020 season. Well, here we go. I came home today from work and after changing clothes, from sweater vest and t-shirt to running shorts and shirt and camo socks, I sat down in the recliner and I looked at my 12-year-old daughter and said, "I think I am going to write a blog." Her response, "That's cool, where you gonna post it?" I did not have a response to that question. I told her that it was just going to float on the internet. I am not even sure what this blog is going to be about. But my family and I have been going through some changes in the last three years and I figured this would be a good time to start documenting this process of growth, and maybe it could help some other guys who are experiencing the same things I am. Then again, I don't know any men who read blogs, so maybe their wives or girl-friends will share it with them. Before we get into where I...