So now that I’ve decided that simply being hungry for something is not enough, and that I also need to live life with excitement, anticipation and expectation, I have a challenge: I don’t excite easily.
There are plenty of things I enjoy, or even love, but few excite me. I enjoy steak and potatoes, but they don’t excite me—in fact, answering the question “what do you want for dinner?” is a chore. I love baseball, but I don’t dream about going to games. I really appreciate being able to drive places when I need to, but honestly, most cars look the same to me and I couldn’t answer you if you asked which was my favorite.
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My 10-year-old son is always excited about something. He’ll wake up in the morning and tell me, “Daddy, I’m excited.” When I ask him why, it could be anything. He was excited we were about to go see some old Wisconsin friends. He was excited that a video game was scheduled to have an update. He was excited to go swimming at a friend’s house. He was excited to get an Emerge t-shirt (our church’s men’s ministry). He was excited to go see Grandma and Grandpa for Christmas. He was excited to paint his bedroom. He was excited to have tri-tip for dinner. He was excited to ride in Kelly’s new car.
He is always excited.
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It’s a new year. I avoid “new years” resolutions because I think that if something is worth changing, it’s worth changing now and not waiting for a new year for a new commitment. Don’t get me wrong, I procrastinate with the best of them, and my June 23rd resolutions often slip and fade just like the stereotypical January 1 promises to hit the gym everyday.
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On November 11, 2018, I was asked to give a short message at the time for tithes and offerings.
For some context, I am a member of C3 San Diego. My family attends a new “East Campus” that is temporarily meeting in a high school auditorium. We setup and tear down every week, including a massive 30-ish foot tent out front where we serve coffee and donuts each week. It’s so much more amazing than I ever thought this much work could be.
This is what I said.
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One night last fall, I stopped at McDonald’s to grab dinner for the family after a men’s event at church. Outside the car in the parking lot, there was a homeless man holding a sign asking for help. Sadly, this has become a common sight now that we’ve moved from Wisconsin to California.
God has been dealing with me over the last decade, changing the way I see homelessness.
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