Looking Back

Farah and I were talking last night about our childhood and strolling down memory lane a bit. It was a good time and we talked about the irony of us going to the same elemntary school without having any memory of each other. We had some of the same friends and remebered the same people, but we made no memory of each other during that time. I thought it was amazing to look back 20 years and see that I was that close to the person I was going to marry and I had no idea. You never know what God has in store. His plan for your life could be in the next room or across the country. I am thankful that He brought Farah back around into my life so that 20 years later I can reminisce with her.

The little things

It is almost 9:00 and I am sitting at the computer listening to Dax, who will be 2 tomorrow, sing himself to sleep (twinkle twinkle litte star) through the monitor. He has been one of the greatest things to ever happen in my life. I cannot describe in short order the joy he has brought to our home in only two years. The parents who read this will obviously think that these will come to a halt quickly at teenagerdom, but I truely have been made a better man because of my son. I am greatful for all Dax has done for me in the past two years and the fact that Farah has made him into a wonderful little man. Family is truely the best gift in my life and I know that God delights in the little things he has given me.

Identity theft

I have been thinking a lot lately about how I derive my identity. As I was growing up who I was always was a function of my family. I was a son, brother or annoyance based on who my audience was. The problem with this is that I gave the power of my identity to someone else. I let them determine who I was. I still do this in how I interact with people today. I transfer to them the formation of my identity based on my title or positions, this is a sick way to live. If I am always allowing people to determine my identity than I have no consitency in my life. If I am a husband in one setting, a father in another and a something else somewhere else that I am not being true to my identity. I am all of these things, but do they define me? Am I more than a product of the roles I play? If I am than I have no choice but to find what that identity is and be true to it. If I can find my true idenity then I believe it will allow me to be a better husband father, and other things because I will be consitantly me.

New Student Blog

Farah and I started up a new student blog to keep students up to date on the happenings at RCCY. Check it out, we will have contests and announcements regularly.

http://rccynetma.blogspot.com

Conversation with a friend

I received a blast from the past tonight when I got a phone call from a high school friend. Gabe McGinty called me and we reminisced and talked about life in the now. It is amazing how things come to life through the different relationships God brings into our life. High school memories long forgotten became as vivid as when they were happening with only the mention of a few details. It was fun to see where we were and where God has us now. So Gabe thanks for the call, it meant more than you know. And to the other memories waiting for rediscovery, I anticipate your presence to show me once again the power of Jesus in my life.

Farah's a blogger

I wanted all of you guys to have Farah's blog as well. She isusually much more spiritually mature with her postings. But then again she is "older" than me.

http://blossomlife.blogspot.com/