She’s been called the Millennial Martha Stewart. And perhaps you may not have heard of Marie Kondo, but her Tidying Up show has taken Netflix by storm and even briefly invaded the Arp household itself. This last Saturday my wife and I had planned a lazy Saturday morning when all of a sudden she said…
Category: learning
what you say matters…
We live in a world of words. I wake up in the morning and one of the first things I begin my day with, outside of fumbling with the french press, is read. I read Facebook, Twitter, emails, The Bible, Instagram (pictures say a lot) and sometimes I may even have time to pick up…
breaking down boxes
Yesterday morning, in the midst of all of the hullabaloo of trying to get the Arp family out the door, I decided it was high time. It had been piling up for weeks and enough was enough. So for about fifteen minutes I decided to wade into the quagmire of the entrance to our garage…
mi casa
One of the most common phrases heard around our house these days is, “that’s mine”. And it really is a rather recent development with our two youngest. Foster kids can really change your perspective…for a bit. Because for a while it seemed like they were super human because they really didn’t claim ownership to much…
picking locks
There it was. In all it’s pristine glory. Okay, maybe most people would see a dingy closet door in the lower level of the downtown Flint YMCA. But to me, in a daze from finishing up my morning work out, it represented the entire world. There is nothing more fascinating to me than a locked…
sound and words
This is far from my traditional post, but I thought it might be fun to share something. I recently decided to upload all of the sermons I have preached at Central Church of the Nazarene in “Big Church” (as I call it) to a SoundCloud account. And I know some of my family might enjoy…
unpredictable
I’m not sure how many of you are like me, but I love doing other things while driving. I realize that this possibly means I am placing the lives of my family, myself and countless other motorists at risk, but I can’t help it. Now I’m not talking about texting or anything that actually deters…
upon me
Most of us probably never had a “Dead Poets Society” moment. And by “Dead Poets Society” moment I am referring to standing on ones desk and reciting Whitman or ripping out introductions to analytical literature texts or reciting poetry while kicking a soccer ball for all it’s worth. No wonder this movie was so much…
arpology 
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