Husband. Dad to 5. Student Ministry Pastor. Follower of Jesus. Yatta yatta.

Archives for February 2010

A LONG TIME COMING

I could write for days about the deep need in me for real friendships with men my age in a similar life stage. I could write about hopes and dreams and hurt and regret as I have pursued this over the years.

But that said, last weekend was like therapy for me. I have been planning last weekend through over 2 years of conversations.
4 days in Huntington Beach with 4 friends in ministry.
Our agenda:

  • eat well
  • play
  • talk about life, ministry, marriage, parenting, our souls
  • deep, authentic, real, vulnerable, brutally honest, life on life friendships
  • long term and tight knit group
It was all that and more. Not sure I’ve ever been on a ministry conference or retreat that was better for my inner peace than these few days.
And as a bonus, we stayed in a SWEET donated pad just blocks from the beach/main street pier downtown. But it wasn’t really even the location so much as it was the craftsmanship that I fell in love with. I really really LOVE a house with amazing woodwork. I would have just moved my family in and said, we’re not going anywhere. I wished I could have been on the design end of this house. It easily has $200,000 in cabinetry and finish work alone. The wainscoting up 3 stories of staircases was to die for and nearly every room had beautiful built in units… not to mention gorgeous hard wood floors throughout.

I know it was really all about the friendships, but dang I dug this house.

PARENTING SEMINAR LEARNINGS

At journey last weekend we had a parenting seminar.  This was the fourth one we’ve had since I’ve been here and was the first time we:

  • combined with children’s ministry to reach an audience of parents beyond just student ministry.
  • had it on a Sunday afternoon/ evening instead of a Saturday morning/lunch.
  • had Kara Powell from Fuller Seminary come and share her learnings from research and her own experience. 
It was a long day, but in the end, it was probably one of the best things I’ve been apart of all school year.  I loved the reminders.  I loved the learnings.  I loved the chance to do life with 130 parents who are trying to raise kids who love God along with me.
Here’s my take aways I’m still stewing on and will be for years ahead:
  • I really really really want to raise up kids who “Know how to think and not just what to think”.  If you asked me what is my mantra in ministry and as a parent, this might be it.
  • Faith that sticks is integrated.  If students learn how to express faith in part of their life without it being the central thing of their life, then it’s not going to last.  It will be chucked when it is convenient.  Identity and behavior must be married to one another. 
  • Students need multiple mentors, from multiple generations, no matter how good ones parenting is. 
  • My faith story must be authentic and vulnerable before my watching kids if theirs is truly going to be authentic, vulnerable, and real.
  • Parenting is hard.  It is what God has called me to.  I cannot let up on a commitment to being excellence in this task.
  • Part of a parent’s role is to fill the emotional tank of their kid and if we fail to do this, someone else will and who knows what fuel they’ll try to fill it with. 
  • Quality time is an accident that happens during Quantity time.  This is true and pure genius. 

BECKY’S SMILE HAS A HOLE

Tonight we came home from church and Shannon worked with Becky to yank out her tooth.

My pretty little girl is toothless.  I told her I’d glue it back in.  She says that there’s a new one coming that I can’t see.  Mom and I clearly are telling different stories.

She is now lying in bed with one eye open waiting for some silent tinker bell lookin’ girl with money to kiss her and take her tooth for money.  I hope the tooth fairy doesn’t get caught.

WHO WOULDA GUESSED

I never woulda guessed it. But Italy exists in San Diego. And no, I’m not talking about “Little Italy”. I’m talkin’ about the real deal, Gondola boat opera singing thing.

About a year ago, I subscribed to some e-mail in San Diego called the groupon. It’s basically a “coupon” that is activated by group buy in. If “x” people want it, then you can have it for “x” bucks. Well I saw one back in September for a romantic private boat ride date for two for $40. Ok, so I’m cheap and a sucker and I clicked on it.

And it was for the Gondola company.

Who woulda known? … but down in San Diego Bay, just south Coronado and Silver Strand beach, there is a company that gives hour long gondola boat rides in the bay next to multi-million dollar estates from like 3pm to midnight, 7 days a week or something like that. So, last Saturday, Shannon and I spent my coupon and went at 5:30pm. Just in time to get to see the sunset and some stars too.

We drank champagne and ate chocolate covered strawberries while our boat guy sang italian opera. Seriously, dude asked us if we wanted him to sing about half way into our ride and he busted out some opera thing in Italian. I won’t lie to you, it was some crazy combo of romantic, silly, cheezy, and fun. But I didn’t tell Shannon and I surprised her and it wasn’t an anniversary or birthday or nothing, so I scored and looked like the man. 3 cheers for groupon and e-mail and Italian boat rower guys.

So if you’re looking for some crazy date night in San Diego, you should surprise your spouse and hit it up.

OH AND WORD TO THE WISE: If you’re going to propose to your girlfriend though, ask about the track record of the boat driver first. Ours had one right before we got on and she said, “yes.” He said he had a co-worker who has had the girl say “no” 7 times in a row. Don’t get on that guys boat…. or at least don’t suprise your girlfriend on that guys boat 🙂

THE UPDATE ON THE JARS

A few weeks back, we started the berrytribe point jars.

Tonight was a classic night for them. Here’s a window into our world for all you reality TV junkies.

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After dinner, everyone wanted to “buy” desert. A big cookie was selling for 2 green chips.

  • Jake assessed the situation and with 7 chips, he bought one. Usually he just says, “how much for an banana.” I say, “it’s free”, and he eats fruit instead, saving his chip for some kinda windfall.
  • Tyler sizes up his loot and buys one too.
  • Becky and Billy just straight up buy a cookie, ignoring how many chips are left after said purchase.
  • TJ did something yesterday that landed him a black chip (I wasn’t here. I don’t even know what it was for, but it was there) and he was still 2 green chips away from redemption, so he didn’t get a cookie. Last time I saw him, he was reading stories to siblings, doing dishes, and working on homework trying to dig out of his hole. It worked. Still no cookie. But he’s free from debt 🙂
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Then, after dinner, I asked Tyler if he would go start the shower for his brother.
He said “sure”, stopped playing his computer game and ran up stairs almost immediately to start the shower. I was all prepared to award some green chips for his actions and attitude.
The next thing I know, Billy is crying. Alone. Upstairs in the bathroom.
I go upstairs to see what has happened and the kid is standing there naked crying. I ask what’s wrong and he says he needs help with the shower. After like a 3 minute conversation about how standing naked crying is not a good solution to any problem in the world and 4 practice rounds of leaving the bathroom to come down the hall and ask for help, I finally check the water which has been running the whole time.
[SIDE NOTE: sometimes I think Billy forgets he is not in the orphanage anymore and his brain freezes and all of a sudden he is parentless and alone in some jungle of confusion. I think next time I’m just gonna splash him until he snaps out of it 🙂 ]
… Back to the water I was checking. Yeah. It’s freezing. FREEZING. So, I set the temperature correctly and started the shower for him.
I then go find Tyler and ask him if he “started the shower”. He said, “Yes. You asked me to start the shower for Billy so I did.”
I said, “Really, I coulda chilled my soda with the water spewing out”.
He said, “You asked me if I’d start the shower and I did. I told Billy which way to turn the shower to get it hotter and what to pull to make the shower go and then left.”
I said, “Congratulations, you just landed yourself a black chip. Next time I ask you to start the shower for a sibling, don’t do it half way and then tell me all I asked you to do was start water flowing down the drain for fun.” Unbelievable. From selfless saint to selfish punk inside of 60 seconds.
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There you go. Parenthood in the craziness that is the berrytribe.