Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Thank God for "young-uns"

Many of you that know me know that I have been on an emotional rollercoaster for the last three weeks. Recently I was offered the Head Basketball job at Gaylesville High School. However, as of today I have still not started my duties there......Let me fill you in

1. June 5---I am offered the job and accept
2. June 7---I meet with the basketball team at Ashville and tell them that I plan on accepting the job
3. June 12---Board is supposed to meet and vote on my reccomendation.....small problem with the wording of the original job posting so they decide to repost it for a week.
4. June 13---I am told to attend to camp with the basketball team at Gaylesville
5. June 14-16----I attend basketball camp with the boys and have a really great time getting to know them
6. June 19---Board decides not to meet this week due to vacations....it will be June 26 until I am voted in.

WHEW!!!!

Needless to say I am in quite the quagmire. I have not been approved at Gaylesville yet and the people at Ashville are putting pressure on me to hurry things along. I pray that all of this works itself out and I am at Gaylesville next week.

I said all of that to say this. Last night I was sitting on the couch and Tyler, my oldest --bestest boy in the whole world, comes up to me and says "Thank you for being my daddy". Right then and there my heart warmed up and for just the briefest of moments all of my problems washed away. So often I allow my mind to become drowned in the fear and thoughts of the enemy. I thank the Lord for the pure and unconditional love of my son. He does not care if I coach or not. All he cares about is that I am his daddy. Thank you God for this brief moment of serenity. Bring more......

God with you

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Flashbacks and Flashforwards THE RETURN

I received a few comments on my most recent post regarding my younger brother and his weird recreation habits. This got me to thinking about my family in general, and I came to a very sobering conclusion......My whole family is weird. For a long time I thought that I was the only normal one to come out of the bunch.....a single phenomenon of sanity that was in the midst of crazy people. I was convinced that I was spirited, by gypsies, away from my family somewhere in the Hamptons and placed in this crazy place in Attalla. You think I exaggerate? Foolish people......

Where else will an argument ensue between your mother and grandmother over the misplacement of car keys only to find out they had been placed in the freezer.....Why wouldn't you look in the freezer for car keys?
Or have your younger brother take a Louisville Slugger to your bedroom door, hoping to separate your head from your neck just because you used his GI JOE's as targets for live ammo firecrackers.
Does this sound like a sane place to you? Let me tell you all......This was a great place to grow up. We did not always the most expensive clothes, the fanciest cars, or the newest toys, but I do not know of many homes in this world where there was more laughter than my home.

Where else does a dad manufacture a Christmas morning scavenger hunt where the booty is $100.00 "To be spent on anything we wanted"
Where else would you have a pictionary game where my younger brother would spout the answer "Omnee-potent".......(That's omnipotent)

I wrote all of this to say that I have found myself exhibiting some of the same characteristics that I classified as crazy
  • sleeping with one leg outside the covers just to keep cool
  • drinking from a gallon milk jug of water from the tap.....because it tastes better
  • hiding in a dark hallway to scare my children as they creep down the hall
  • taking walks on Christmas Eve because its the quietest night of the year

I guess by some people's standards this is crazy behavior, but I classify it as quite normal. If that makes me crazy.....So be it.

Thank you God for growing up in a crazy home!!

God With You

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Flashbacks and Flash forwards

One of the great things about being a dad is that I get to see true innocence and honesty in their purest forms.....my children. I was watching my oldest son Tyler play with his toys the other day, and I was absolutely facinated. He had all of his Power Rangers out and they were involved in a top secret mission that would no doubt carry the fate of the free world on its outcome.
When I asked my son if I could play with him I was given a jolt that carried me back about 23 years. His reply....."No, daddy you don't know what they are all supposed to do."

Now, this may not mean much to many of you but to me I was immediately thrown back to my childhood bedroom in 1984. My younger brother Josh was an avid collector of GI Joe toys (Not the realistic soldiers, but the REAL AMERICAN HERO......YO JOE!!) He would pull all of his toys out and create a complete military universe that had the defenders of truth, GI Joe, pitted against the most diabolical terrorist group ever known......COBRA. His play sessions must have included multiple plots, themes, story lines, and circus animal that were intricately woven to form a cohesive story. Because, when I would ask him if I could play his immediate reply would be...."Don't be stupid you don't know what everyone is supposed to do."

This was only one of many things that existed in my brother's warped imagination....which by the way I am convinced was created as a direct result of being exposed to gamma rays from watching too much Brady Bunch(Didn't know that was one of his favorite shows did you?) Here are a few more examples of what a strange individual my brother is

1. The Penny Game....This was a game that was played with dozens of pennies poured out on the hearth of the fire place. Only Josh knew the rules.

2. Blue Man....This was Joshua's super hero that wore a BLACK cape and carried a yellow wiffle bat appropriately named EXCALI-BAT. Do I need to point out the obvious that there was absolutely no blue in his outfit? He would lay on his belly in the hall and crawl along the floor and grab the leg of the nearest human and gleefully declare..."Blue Man loves legs".

3. His afternoon snacks of Hostess Apple Pies and Gatorade.....Yummy.

My brother and I did not always see eye to eye on everything, but I am truly grateful for one thing he taught me. Anything can contain an adventure.....if you only can imagine.


God With You
Well, as I sit here today writing you, I was offered the head boys basketball job at Gaylesville High School yesterday. I cannot tell you what a relief this is for me. I went into education so that I would have the opportunity to be a head coach at some point, and after five years of working as an assistant.....I finally get my shot. I am unable to express my excitement about this opportunity....so pray for me as I begin this new leg of my journey.

Anyone that knows me knows that I have never had things come easy for me. I was never the biggest, fastest, strongest, or most talented at anything I have ever done. However, that never stopped me from trying to achieve my goals. I have always believed that God had specific plans laid out for me, and all of those things mentioned above would never deter those plans. I have always had to work harder than some to reach my objectives, but I must tell you that when they are reached the feeling is quiet relieving. To know that, in spite of obstacles in front of me, God has equipped me to be successful in my attempts to climb any mountain before me. That is not to say that my journey has not been without falls and failures, but I have always hung on to His promise that He knows the plans He has for me.

So, as I begin my venture into being a head coach I say thank you Father for always reminding me of your promise.

God With You

Sunday, June 3, 2007

Greetings, bloggers, friends, and ......oh well, you know who you are.

I appologize for not being up to date with my blogs, but my life has been a complete whirlwind. I recently interviewed at Gaylesville High School for their head basketball position, and I received word from the principal that everything looks favorable. I am simply waiting on board approval now. I am looking forward to the challenge of being the "Head Man in Charge". Pray for me in this new endeavor.

Tyler, my oldest son, has gone on his first overnight trip. He is making the journey to Stone Mountain with Robin's parents. I look at him and see this bundle of energy that I absolutely love and adore. I hope and pray that my son and I grow closer as he grows. I know that as he gets older he will need me less and less, but I don't ever want to lose the type of relationship that he and I have now.

Ashley, my youngest daughter, continues to grow and grow and grow and oh yes, grow. She is just a bundle of curiosity picking up anything that looks as though it could possibly be interesting. She has a slightly more intense demeanor than her brother but still lovable none the less.

I pray that God give Robin and I the wisdom to raise His children in His grace and love. To always encourage the passions that He has placed in their hearts, and protect them from the snares of the enemy.
Pray for our family and lift us up as parents. Also pray for me as this Gaylesville job continues to materialize.

God with you