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Seven Random Things

This post takes part in Randy Elrod’s Waterooler Wednesdays.

You may be asking yourself why I would ever be taking part in a “Chain Mail” blog post.  I think it is a good question that deserves an honest answer.

Part of the reason is, because I can…It’s kind of a childish answer, but I figure it’s my Blog and I can chain if I want to?!?!?!

The real reason is I have been learining a lot about authentic community lately. I believe part of developing true authentic community is transparency.  I have to be willing to be open, honest, and see through with others to build true and deep relationships.  I want people to know that I love God, serve Him with all my heart, and fail in my attempt…often regulary.

 While I am displaying this openness,  want to foster in others a feeling that they are safe to be open with me as well.  There are no judgements here, no falsehoods, or wild expectations. 

Well, this is my attempt at being open, while having fun doing it.

  Here Goes!

My buddy Jeff challenged me with this post. 

Here are the rules directly below and what follows are the Random Things that are Me.

1. Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

7 Wierd & Random facts:

1.  My favorite dish is Linguinni and White Clam Sauce…Not “red,” “WHITE” (in case you want to make me some.

2.  I used to take tap and modern dance classes. Laugh all you like, but this white boy has skillz!

3.  I chew my food in even amounts on each side of my mouth.  i.e. I count out even amts. of cereal pieces, and if there is an odd number I’ll split one in half.

4.  When told by my parents there was no Santa Claus my reply was, “You’ve been lying to me all these years?  So, I guess there’s no Tooth Fairy or Easter Bunny either, huh?!”

5.  I am probably one of the least organized people in the world…or at least in the leadership team of FC.

6.  I am the oldest of three, and the shortest all at the same time.  My sister is 5’10” and my bro is 6’4″, I am 5’8″.

7.  I once dressed as Steve Urkel for Halloween.

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Randy Elrod (he might try it)




Oh Brother

So, I have a big little brother…”What are you smoking Al!?!?”

Good question!  It’s true, I have a big little brother. My brother Christian, is about 6 years younger than me, and about 8″…That’s eight inches…taller than me.  My brother is an incredible guy.  He has a huge heart (no pun intended), he is giving, and also forgiving.  He sticks up for the underdog and likes mentoring the younger guys.

My bro’ is an incredible musician as well.  He is currently in 2 bands, studying music full time, and teaching full time.  I have a ton of respect for the hard work and the effort he is putting into pursuing music as a career.

Why am I writing about my brother?  It hit me when he and his friend Will made their radio debut at the Q99.7fm two weeks ago.  My brother, the little guy that wanted to follow me everywhere as a kid, the one who tattled to our mom when my friends would swear in front of him, the one who was the same size as me at 10 (that makes me 16 at the time) and yet was a little baby if I wrestled him.  The one who when he was born I couldn’t wait to hold, couldn’t wait to help my mom change his diaper, and couldn’t help but constantly ask if I could get him dressed or comb his hair.

He and I have been through a few fights, one which we still don’t agree on who won ( Yes, I won! Of course!).  I have seen him go through some difficult times in his walk with God, in his relationship with our parents, and our sister.  He may not have done it happily, but he can sometimes admit when he is wrong. 

I write this because has changed.  I write because I see the man that God is helping him to become.  I write this because he is bigger than me, and I love that I have a Big little brother.

So, Christian, I write this post for you.  You are a great man!  You inspire me in many ways, and I don’t think I have ever told you that.  You just keep on looking to God for His direction and grace.  And don’t stop no matter what!

Love your Little Big Brother,



This post was written as part of Watercooler Wednesdays

Baby Girls

Now anyone who has known for a even a little while can attest that I have not been in favor of having a baby girl.  Not that I dislike girls…I am quite fond of them, which is why I married a woman.  I’ve just never thought that I w…Well, it’s that I dislike drama!

“Al! Open mouth, insert foot you fool.”

I know I better stop while the whole is only yeah deep.

Let me first say this!  My wife is the least dramatic person I know.  She has a certain nack for keeping her emotions in check (which, if you have ever been pregnant or lived with a woman who is/was, you know is extremely difficult).  Well, my wife is certainly no drama queen, and I love that about her.  I’m not sure I would have married her if she had been one. 

I’m a man who is sensitive, in touch with his feelings, and certainly not afraid to allow other people to see this side either.  I just didn’t like lots of drama in my life.  I like people to tell me like it is, without the situation being enhanced or exagerated by drama.

Have you ever seen the movie “Dan in Real Life?”

Well, if not…

Rent it! 

If so, then you’ll laugh with me at this…

There’s a point where his middle daughter is upset, becuase Dan discovers that her boyfriend has paid a surprise visit to her during the family vacation.  Well, Dan kicks her boyfrie sends her boyfriend back to his own parents, very nicely and politely.  She hugs the boy through the window, and chases after the car as the boy is ushered away.

The next line is golden.  She says, “You are a murderer of Love!”

Oh Yeah!!! Exactly what I am not hoping for.

See, it seems anyways, that boys are lot less dramatic.  I love the thought that I know what to expect for the most part from my 2 boys.  I know it’s perfectly normal that they develop an interest in certain body parts of their own, and at some point later in life of the opposite sex.  I can understand their thinking…not approve of it, but I get where their coming from.

Girls are a bit more foreign to me I guess.

I say all of this to broadcast to the world that

I am the proudest father to be of a darling baby girl!

From the guy who always said he would never have a girl; the same guy who gets it wrong some times.  I am so excited that my wife will no longer be completely overwhelmed by the testosterone in the house.  She will have someone to teach the finer qualities of womanhood to.  She will have a little princess to mold into a lovely woman. 

And I will finally know what it’s like to have your heart outside of your body.  This delicate, little girl that will grow up before my eyes,a nd some day be a woman.

Wow how we change throughout our lives.  I know I have, have you?

What are some things that you thought you had nailed down, but then found you were way off?

Livin’ Out Loud,

“It’s called the American Dream…

The rest of it goes like this:

Because you have to be asleep to believe it!  

 Let me just say thank you George Carlin!

Now, there are many things about George Carlin that I quickly and adamantly disagree with.  I am not a big suporter of cuss words.  I’m not saying I’m perfect or holy, but I try to stay away from using certain words.  He on the other hand has no such issue.

I will say this for him though, I believe he was a genius.  He had a whit, a way of looking at things that was so different and many times polar opposite what would be termed “P.C.” or mainstream.  And he never gave a crap about it.  I like that he didn’t mince words when he saw something that was ridiculous in society. 

He was a prophet…Not in biblical sense!  Not in that I think he spoke the very words of God.  Heck!  He didn’t speak any words of God unless it was to curse.  He was a prophet in the sense that he proclaimed something, regardless of the backlash.

As I reflected today on what I knew about him, and what I have read and seen, it made me think of a couple things:

He said what hethought was right regardless of the backlash…

1. sometimes saying it like it is isn’t easy

2. Sometimes saying it like it is will get you in trouble/make you unpopular

He actually cared

1. Sometimes caring isn’t easy

2. Sometimes caring will get you into trouble, and even make you unpopular

“So what Al?! Who cares about how some crazy, hippy, heretic felt.  And who really cares about what some God hater said!”

Well, how much more should we as Christinas be willing to stand up and say what is right?  Especially when we have the very words of truth, that are eternal, applicable, and the power of life!

How much more should we care?  Especially since we have the love of Christ!

Livin’ Out Loud,