Most everyone who plays sports has a “psyche-up” song. My Freshman year in high school it was “Stay” by Jackson Browne. My sophomore year it was “Ride Like the Wind” by Christopher Cross. But, I only had one such song for basketball all through high school and then even with intramurals at college. Maybe it was because I was skinny, but the Spinners’ “Rubberband Man” was the one song that got me ready to hoop it up.
I found this live performance for those of you fellow 70s fans. Enjoy!
I suppose it’s tradition to assess life at each turn of the annual calendar. I don’t usually make resolutions of significance at New Year’s Eve – well at least any more than my weekly “this week I’m going to get better at….” promises. I’ve done well at the common ones: More exercise (thank you CrossFit!) and eating healthier. However, I have felt challenged to solidify some foundational activities in my life for this new year.
Inspired by the movie, “EAT PRAY LOVE”, I asked myself what three actions I wish to develop more in 2012 and I came up with Pray. Listen. Read.
By now, you’ve probably seen the trailer for next year’s installment of the Lord of the Rings movie series. If not, here’s the official trailer. Needless to say, we are counting down the days until it hits the movie theaters.
I have become a fan of the sun. It’s no secret that I love the sunrise and look forward to summer. For those of us in the northern parts, today is the day with the shortest daylight… and I begin to cheer the increasing light for the coming weeks.
It’s been a very mild December with little snow so far. I don’t mind the cold, nor the snow, but I am one who is warmed and lifted by the sun. I like my light!
We Hoosiers love our basketball. Growing up I couldn’t play the game often enough. I used to shoot an hour a day… and I didn’t even play on a school team beyond age 15. Even this week we’re putting up a new goal at the house because my son has withdrawal symptoms from shooting hoops.
This past week the Indiana University team stage an incredible finish over [then] #1 Kentucky. Enjoy the pandemonium, er, hysteria:
Last week I wrote a post regarding the unique family group to which Kelly and I (and our kids) belong. The group has been going for 12 years now, though we’ve been a part of it for 10. Five families gather every-other-Friday night for a time of sharing, Bible study, prayer, lots of laughter, and even regular tears (of both joy and sadness). Our three teenage kids feel like they’re cousins to the others in the family group and they’ve grown up together. We’ve endured the up’s and down’s of job loss, job success, sickness, healing, work turmoil, work promotion, divorce, marital enrichment, adoption, and kids leaving for college.
We don’t have the magic formula, though obviously something is going right. I jotted down five commitments that I think a group would have to make to be able to meet regularly for over a decade.
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