The United States of America strikes me as somewhat of a misnomer these days. There have always been a variety of differences and points of divergence between portions of the population. Regional perspectives often caused a certain amount of variation in understanding and expectation. But, there did seem to exist a certain level of societal grace and cordiality that allowed us to foster a...
Beyond Our Best Guess: Living with Ambiguity and Adaptability
In the two weeks since our daughter headed to college, we have communicated with her daily through both text and FaceTime. It is the first time in YEARS that I’ve been thankful for cellular devices. Thus far, our girl has been diligent and disciplined in her approach to her classes and her coursework (Big thanks to Mr. Perry and many other SHS teachers who made it a point to push students in...
THAT’S MY KID!!!
We are entering a new, exciting, and extremely bittersweet chapter in the story of the Myers family. We just took our firstborn child to college. For the first time in her life, she will, for long periods of time, not live under our roof, or be under our direct supervision and guidance. She will take the next steps of becoming her own person and pursuing her own life. It is a natural part of the...
The Snooze Button: Finding a Balance Between Speeding Up and Slowing Down
The snooze button was first introduced on an alarm clock in the mid-1950’s when General Electric released the Snooz-Alarm. The clock allowed the user to press a button which would then temporarily silence the alarm, allowing the weary user to drift back to sleep for approximately nine minutes. A variety of theories exist as to why the designers decided to set the snooze for nine minutes instead...
Gathering Together: The Joys of Online and In-Person Connection
I have a love/hate relationship with technology. Nothing makes me tense up more than feeling that all-too-familiar vibration in my pocket alerting me that someone is either calling or texting. That being said, digital communication tools have been essential to maintaining both personal and professional connection over the last eighteen months. Computers, cameras, cellphones, and the programs we...
Mulligans, Scrambles, and the Gift of God’s Grace
I am not what you would call an avid golfer, nor am I what you would call a good golfer… Let’s just take it all the way and say that it would be most accurate if you didn’t call me a golfer at all. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the game, but golf requires levels of calm, patience, and precision that escape me. Over the last five years or so, I have golfed a grand total of 1 (one) time every year...
Selah: Stop and Take a Breath
Summer feels like a sprint to me. I know time marches on at a steady pace, but the days and hours between Memorial Day and the start of the next school year feel like they pass faster than any other period of time in a given year. In theory, summer is supposed to be the season when our time is freed up from some of the demands and obligations of daily life due to school being out of session. In a...
Becoming America: Something to be Proud Of
Lee Greenwood is a national treasure. Who is Lee Greenwood, you may ask? He is the lyrical genius that composed the classic ode to America, “God Bless the U.S.A.” Over the next week, the dulcet tones of his voice and the patriotic words of his song will be played as well-choreographed fireworks create homages to America from sea to shining sea. Even now, I find myself singing the words in my...
Talking About Practice
Hall of fame basketball player, Allen Iverson, provided what may be one of the more memorable press conferences ever during his storied career. The focus of said press conference was not anything he had done on the court, but his alleged absences from practices during the season. At least 13 times in the course of answering questions, Mr. Iverson states, “We’re talking about practice,” in an...
From the Garden to the Pantry (The Struggle Continues)
When our kids were little, they usually accompanied us to youth group on Sunday evenings. It was common for students or adults who were present to scoop them up and walk off with them, so it wasn’t too concerning if we lost track of one of them for a while. One Sunday evening, however, the duration between sightings of my 18 month old son exceeded the length with which I was comfortable. I...
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