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God's Man | Not Me Monday Clearing My Phone Edition...

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Well It seems that we have added another face to the LHC Not Me Monday Crew.  Welcome to MamaGrim from Not Quite A Fairy Tale.  Along with my friend Momo from Hall Family In Maryland we are making quite the blogging team.  Thanks, as always, goes to MckMama from My Charming Kids for creating this blog carnival.  So without further ado I give you what I certainly did not do. I most certainly did not wonder why my phone has been acting stupid only to learn that it was running out of memory due to my inability to delete anything.  I am a complete master of technology and I always clear out my pictures and applications.  I was not amazed by this old corn cob that I saw at the Dunkin Donuts some time back.  I mean it is perfectly reasonable to a corn cob to be at Donut shop. I am not easily distracted...  Oh Look Something Shiny I did not hit the wall after being alone with my daughters, while mommy was away, and send everyone (including me) to their rooms for a time out.  T…

God's Man | nanoLunch | The Organizer...

Well National Novel Writers Month is coming up this November and I am looking forward to winning this year.  In order to do that I decided to challenge myself on the days that I do not do my workouts at lunch to have what I am calling the nanoLunch.  The rules are simple, see how many words you can crank out on your lunch break around whatever setting you find yourself in.  I had lunch at Ban Thai in Baltimore, MD today and cranked out 1,013 words in 45 minutes while eating my spicy string beans.  I present in all it's rushed and imperfect glory "The Organizer" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sitting in a familiar place always relaxes me.The clink of the glasses as people drink their beverages.The sounds of forks clacking.The gentle murmur of voices close enough to be heard but far enough away to be distinguishable.It is amazing to me how it is to relax in scenarios like this.I mean I should really be nervous and full of angst.I should be cursing cruel…

God's Man | Not Me Monday Pumpkin Spice Edition...

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So I have been less than diligent in getting out my Not Me Posts.  I am asking for forgiveness from McMama who started this Blog Carnival and my friend Momo who got me started on this Not Me Path.  So without further ado this is what I didn't do. I did not breathe a sigh of relief when my wonderful bride stood in the gap for my Not Me procrastination.I did not not stand in the lobby of my church drinking an IBC root beer and get embarrassed when someone said it looked funny for a church leader to be drinking during service.I certainly didn't get heckled during my church announcements on Sunday.  Our Church is the definition of quiet reverence.I was not blown away by my wife's laughter during our guest speakers sermon on Sunday.  I wonder if anyone knows why we found his comments about a particular pastor in TX so funny.  But since it didn't happen no one would even be curious?I did not sleep in on Saturday and be secretly happy w…

Letter's To All My Daughters | Job 29 Man...

I spent an entire week on vacation. I know for some that will not seem like much but for me it is quite the endeavor. I often find myself moving at such a pace that even thinking about slowing down, let alone stopping, seems impossible. I wish I could say that all of this is time invested. Sadly I must admit that much of it is time wasted... but that is a different post.

Earlier tonight I sent this txt to my god daughter, "You need a Job 29 Man". I know that she is used to my very random text messages. Here is the text of Job 29 for your reading pleasure. I have spoken on this scripture in these posts "Portrait of a Godly Man", "Agent of Change", "Servant Leader" and "Thoughts For Today". I will be back later to flesh out this letter to my daughters.
1-6 Job now resumed his response: "Oh, how I long for the good old days,
when God took such very good care of me.
He always held a lamp before me
and I walked through the dark by …