Friday, February 27, 2009

What a Week

I am sitting here tonight, on the couch after one of the longest weeks in recent memory for me. It wasn't that things went wrong. I can only think of one thing that just didn't at all go as I had hoped.

But as I mentioned earlier this week, I had a really busy week ahead. I ended up having to work from the house last night until around midnight.

I am quite tired tonight. I think I may relax a little on the MacBook, and make it an early night.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Running the Gauntlet

This week and the first part of the next week are going to be crazy for me. When it comes to my son, Dawson, I have one instinct...to coach. He does not know playing sports without me coaching.

So I am now into a 9 day period where ice hockey and t-ball overlap. Last night, hockey practice...it was our last practice of the season. We are prepping for our final regular season game on Saturday, and the league tournament next week. Tonight, our first t-ball meeting. Unfortunately, Barry, the guy that is helping me coach hockey, is coaching another team since there are so many kids playing this year. The draft for t-ball is Thursday night. Then on Saturday, we play a hockey game at 8am, and we will get our t-ball team together for the the first time that afternoon. Then next week is consumed with the league tournament in ice hockey.

Busy...but fun times.

Monday, February 23, 2009

A Dose of Perspective

For several days, many people that I go to church with have been waiting on the results of some tests for a friend. He had lost some 30+ lbs. in just a couple of months, and no one knew why. He was a smoker...so I had a suspicion. Today, he got the news...lung cancer.

Obviously, that word automatically creates a lot of uncertainly. It also, typically, creates a lot of fear, resentment, or even anger.

However, this man amazed me as he talked to me with a smile and a positive approach from the beginning. For a full hour, he told me of how God had worked in his life. He spoke of all of the things he wants to do before he passes. He feels he has a mission to accomplish for God. He has a message to get out. He told me of people with whom he had come into contact in his previous life (before Christ), and how he was now using the change God made in him to draw them to Jesus.

He smiled as he told me about how thankful he was that God had made a difference in him. The quote that stuck with me was, "Jason, if this had happened two years ago, I would have busted hell wide open. But now I know that my last breath in this world, will be my first in heaven. Knowing that, why should I be worried about my life."

My friend starts his treatments next week.

I pray that he is allowed as much time as possible to accomplish his mission.

I also pray for a miracle to be worked in my friend's lungs.

The truth is, that God has already worked the biggest miracle of all, in his heart.