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My Thanksgiving List...

2011-11-24T07:57:00.000-08:00

To God...(lyrics from "Death In His Grave" by John Mark McMillan):

Though the earth cried out for blood
Satisfied her hunger was
Billows calmed on raging seas
For the souls of men she craved

Son and moon from balcony
Turned their head in disbelief
Precious love would taste the sting
Disfigured and disdained

On Friday a thief
On Sunday a king
Laid down in grief
But awoke holding keys
To hell on that day
The firstborn of the slave
The man Jesus Christ laid death in His grave

So three days in darkness slept the morning son of righteousness
But rose to shame the throws of death and overturned his rule
Now daughters and the sons of men will pay not their dews again
The debt of blood they owed was rent
When the day rolled anew

He has cheated
Hell and seated
Us above the fall
In desperate places
He paid our wages
One time, once and for all

On Friday a thief
On Sunday a king
Laid down in grief
But awoke holding keys
To hell on that day
The firstborn of the slave
The man Jesus Christ laid death in His grave

Jesus conquered death and therefore we have great hope! I am supremely grateful to Jesus for his sacrificial death so that we may live with Him both now and into eternity. One day...we will be reunited with all that cheated death before us!

Penny - I think about you every day. Your mark on my life is eternal. I love you and can't wait to see you again.

Gretchen & the girls - I can't imagine life without you. You are my life! Gretchen - you are a rock and I am grateful for your patience and commitment to me. You pursue Christ with all of your hear, soul, and mind and your neighbors are constantly more important than you. You are a daily testament to the 1st and 2nd greatest commandments.

Family - I am blessed to have family on both my side and Gretchen's side that truly desire to follow Jesus. We miss all of you while our lives are primarily lived in MN but I know this life is just the beginning of an eternity where we will celebrate God together.

Ministry - I wake up every day knowing how blessed I am to be called into a life of equipping the saints for the work of the ministry. There is no other way I would want to live my life. To have the privilege to lead people into a greater fullness of God is the most satisfying life I could ever imagine.

Basketball - A sport I have always loved has become a strategic exercise for Kingdom building. Through playing & coaching I have met many that need Jesus in their lives that I would have never met without this sport. I love the game and I love teaching it!

Mom & Dad - Thanks for your support. Dad - Your countless hours behind the scenes with Consumed is such a great assistance to me. I would be lost without you. Mom - your prayers for 36 + years have guided me into the man I am today. I will never understand fully the love of a mother but your actions have demonstrated them to me. I love you both!

Summer can officially begin!

2011-05-25T15:45:00.000-07:00

This picture may mean nothing to you but to me...mmm mmm goodness! I grew up in Ohio eating stadium mustard. Since I left for college I have not been home all that often. So for me to throughly enjoy my BBQ goodness I am reliant upon my wonderful mother to ship me my personal stash of the world's finest mustard. I have grilled about four times so far this spring without my beloved mustard. I would squeeze and squeeze my empty bottle with nothing but air and dirty mustard water leaving the spout. But today all that changed when my precious condiments arrived in the mail. When I opened up the package it took me about 2 seconds to know what I would be eating this evening.

So here I sit typing this blog post as my Johnsonville brats are cooking to my left. I will feast this evening! For those of you that are interested, stadium mustard ranks much higher than Banana Nut Cheerios in my love of foods. Stadium mustard actually cannot be compared to any cereal or other foods. It is an enhancer of all things grilled (minus steak). So in those comparisons I rank my beloved stadium mustard above all condiments. Higher than any BBQ sauce, fancy ketchup, or poser of a mustard that dares rival the tangy slash spicy goodness of this authentic brown mustard.

I have been known to hide my beloved treasure when guests come over for BBQ's. I would secretly doctor up my brat while only putting inferior mustards on the table. I also used to not allow my girl's to use my supply. I felt as if they did not fully appreciate what their little taste buds were experiencing. Recently I have changed my ways. Gretchen has helped me see the complete selfishness of such acts (although I closely monitor the girls usage). So if you are over for a BBQ this summer, feel free to use what you need. My mom will keep me supplied and life will continue on smoothly.

Time to eat!

Good Friday Thoughts

2011-04-22T06:48:00.000-07:00

I am sitting in the emergency room with Mace right now. She will be fine. She is battling a little case of croup. Mace is seriously the best. Every time a nurse or doctor comes in the room she wins them over in about 3 seconds with that beautiful smile. But she is coughing and breathing heavy and sitting on a bed with a little heart monitor deal on her finger. That is tough for any dad to see. She looks over at me every now and again and says, with a raspy voice,"can we go home?" I tell her, "not yet sweety", and she pooches out her bottom lip and continues to watch tv. It can feel very helpless as a parent sitting in the ER knowing there is nothing really you can do to help your child.

Just a few minutes ago I thought about my sister Penny and all the time she spent in the hospital the last few months of her life. When my dad visited her he told me several times how helpless he felt. As a dad, you are willing to do anything to protect your daughter and yet he couldn't do anything to stop that horrible disease from spreading.

The thought of my dad and Penny led me to thinking about what this day represents. The day we set aside to remember and reflect Jesus' death and the ramifications of that death for us. Rightfully so, on Good Friday we think and reflect mostly on Jesus - His arrest, trial, flogging, sufferings, pain, anguish, and death. But this morning I gained a new perspective...a Father's perspective. I can't begin to imagine what our Heavenly Father felt when His only Son endured the most horrific of deaths. God selflessly sacrificed His Son (and Jesus was willing to do it), so we could be reconciled as His children. I wouldn't give the life of one of my daughters for anyone. But God...His love for humanity reached a level unparalleled by anyone or anything!

Earlier this week I spoke to a World Religions Class at Normandale Community College here in Bloomington, MN. The topic I was asked to speak on was, "the path of salvation in Christianity". I decided to read and teach the class from Jesus' conversation with Nicodemus in the Gospel of John, chapter three. Eventually I came to a familiar verse:

"For God so loved the world that He GAVE His only Son. That whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life."

Today that familiar verse resonated with me in a different way. I am so appreciative of the work of God on humanity's behalf. Today I celebrate a new life given to me but at the cost of a Father allowing His Son to suffer. Happy Good Friday everyone! God truly loves you more than you can imagine!

One Year !?!

2011-02-07T12:50:00.000-08:00

I can't really believe it has been one year since I wrote THISPOST (scroll down to the final one with the date February 7). That ended up being the last time I saw Penny alive. I tried my best to get home later that week when her health failed rapidly but I was about 4 hours too late. This past week I have thought a lot about my time in Ohio those 8 days In many ways I saw Penny slowly exiting this life. There were great moments amongst the sorrow and aguish. I treasured every night Katie, mom & dad, Polly & Tim, and Dustin & I would sit in the living room with Penny. I am not sure she had any idea we were all there but we gained strength from each other just being together. A lot has changed this year but one thing has not - God is still as faithful today as He was 12 months ago. I praise Him for that.

In other news...

Life here in MN is grand. The girls continue to get bigger. As you have most likely read from Gretchen's Blog our family did get a Wii. This does provide a source of entertainment and trash talking. Yes...I trash talk to my 9 and 8 year old in Wii tennis. Tori and I have quite the rivalry. She beats me occasionally and gets cocky. Then I have to silence her with my wicked forehand.

I am in the midst of a p90x adventure which means I am doing things like kickboxing and yoga for the first time. That is a sight to see I am sure. I will spare you the before and after pics. Not sure if they will look all that different anyway. Gretchen enjoys mocking me as our fearless leader Tony Horton yells random statements like "it's p90x" and "bring it" about 75 times per video.

Oh...in case you haven't noticed OSU's basketball team is #1 in the country and the only remaining undefeated team. They are an exciting team to watch. They really have it all - post play, outside shooting, veteran leadership, exchangeable defensive players, and a hunger to win. I am hoping for a deep run into the tournament.

Another Ponsi Writing

2010-11-22T19:28:00.000-08:00

I promise I will actually write something of my own soon and quit hosting a blog for Isabelle but I had to post this before I head to Ohio tomorrow for Thanksgiving. Isabelle came home from school on Friday and told Gretchen her essay for Drug Free Week was one of ten from all of 2nd grade selected for a prize. She was most happy for the silly band she won but Gretchen and I were shocked at what she wrote. The second graders were asked to write on a "Real Life Hero". This is what Isabelle wrote (I left the spelling and grammar exactly as she wrote it):

MY HERO WRITING

My hero is my ant. She died when I was in 1st grade. She helped me learn. She helped her daughter learn. She put people in front of her. My mom and dad were very sad so was my sister. My cousin got a bild a bear with my ant talking. my mom and dad are still sad. She would always be there for me i mis her to. If she was hear everybody would be happy. she will always be by my side and that is way I miss her so much. I wish she was hear. She could teach me some more. She was a ture hero!

My Little Ponsi

2010-11-12T12:40:00.001-08:00

Last week we had parent-teacher conferences at the girls' school. I was pleased with the reports. They take after their mom when it comes to school. Now Ponsi (Isabelle) is quite the unique little girl. I love her for it. I never want her to change. At the conference Gretchen and I were privileged to get a glimpse inside of her thoughts with two of her writing projects. The first we found hanging just outside the classroom in the hallway. Here is what it looked like (disclaimer - cell phone pic):

This is what it said (I will write it exactly as it reads - misspelled words and grammatical mistakes included):

My favorite sports are basketball and swimming. My favorite team is the Bukies. I like them because my dad is from Ohio and we cheer for the Bukies!

The next peak into Isabelle's mind came when the teacher showed us her biography. Here is what she wrote (again...just as she wrote it):

My name is Isabelle Miller. I have brown eyes. I am funny. I have brown hair. I am small. I have two sisters named Tori and Macie. My dads name is Jame. My moms name is Grechen. My friends are Ramya and Emily. My other friend is Rachl. We like to talk. We like to draw. I like m and m's. I like ice cream. My favorite animal is a clown fish. I am in second grade. If I had 3 wishes I would wish for a car, a hundred Zuzu pets and a dog. I want to go to Disney World. My teacher is Mrs. Seaberg. I am a supper math star. I got my math test all right. I'm working on my math facts with my mom. My older sister is great reader. She is in 4th grade and a 5th grade level. My little sister is a littel fighter. she will get on the floor and kick you and kick you! My mom is right about journling. She can do it for a long time, I mean a long time she can do it for an hour. It is amazing how she can sit there for a long time. My dad works for Consumed Ministries and Normandale. We go to cook outs at our friends hose. Now you know about me and my family and my friends so we bye for now.

This morning I asked Isabelle if I could post these things. At first she was reluctant but I told her there were people that would love to see what she is doing in school. So thanks for reading. As I say often Isabelle is my "little Gretchen". I didn't know my beautiful wife when she was younger but I am privileged to get a little glimpse into some of what she may have been like by raising her daughter!

October thoughts...

2010-10-18T13:31:00.001-07:00

Just a few things...

Dead Sea Scrolls - The Science Museum in St. Paul has had a Dead Sea Scrolls Exhibit for the last several weeks. There is only two weeks left. This past Friday evening Gretchen and I took the girls. I was very impressed with this exhibit and I strongly encourage you to go if at all possible. Tickets are a little pricey but if you can afford it or can locate cheaper tickets you should go. They have plenty of things to look at and it the exhibit includes a self guided audio tour for both children and adults. The exhibit became a spiritual experience for me and I found myself in awe of God once again as I looked at these ancient pieces of Scriptural texts.

A conversation with Mace - Macie turns four today. Of course Gretchen has some some pics on her blog. Last night she was sitting on the couch with me while I was working on my laptop. She saw a picture of Penny from this summer's Relay for Life and this conversation took place:

Macie: Look dad. It's Aunt Penny. Lydie's mom.

Me: Yes it is Mace. I really miss Aunt Penny.

Macie: But Aunt Penny died. Dad, when people die they do this (Macie lays down and remains very still).

Me: I know that is what her body does Macie. But we can be happy because we know that Penny's soul is now with Jesus.

Macie: But dad, we need to go get Aunt Penny and bring her back to her house.

Me: We can't do that Macie. She is with Jesus now and we just have to do our best to remember the times we had with Aunt Penny until we go to see Jesus and see her again.

It always amazes me at the conversations you can have with kids. I am glad my little girl knows her Aunt Penny!

September 1

2010-09-01T06:25:00.001-07:00

I haven't posted on the blog in a while so I thought I would share some random thoughts...

FALL - I have always loved fall. It is by far my favorite season. I know of some that get depressed in the fall because after fall comes winter and winter in MN can be depressing. But I am not going to be like that. I cherish cooler temps that kill off blood sucking misquitos. This morning I stepped outside and felt a refreshing cool breeze on my face. After several muggy weeks here I loved a slight chill in the air. Fall is also the time I celebrate my wedding anniversary with my beautiful wife. It has been 13 years in a few short weeks. I am amazed and still perplexed why she agreed to share her life with me but I will be eternally grateful.
REDS - My Cincinnati Reds are 22 games above .500 and leading the NL Central by 7 games. For many of you that means nothing. But to a guy that loves baseball and hasn't seen his team in the playoffs since 19freakin95 I am jacked up. Chapman was brought up last night and looked amazing in a perfect 8th inning. They have an explosive offense and the pitching is solid. I would love to see a late October run.
FOOTBALL - The Bucks start their 2010 campaign towards a National Championship tomorrow night. Enough said!
HEALING - My heart continues to heal. Some days are better than others but I think about Penny more and more every day. But God is faithful...always is! I have a hope of seeing her again someday and I cling to that promise.
SOCCER - I am not much of a soccer fan. I have grown to appreciate the sport the more I understand it though. But I am learning to love it because my daughter Tori loves it and that is enough for me. She had her first scrimmage last night and I love to watch her play. It is the highlight of my week. She is alive and happy on that field. I especially love it when she knocks other girls over going after the ball. I know that is probably wrong but for a guy who envisioned seeing a son play football one day a daughter roughing up other girls on the soccer field is as close as I will get.
NORMANDALE COMMUNITY COLLEGE - Classes started last week and that means I am back on campus more. This is my 5th year of involvement and I really believe God is going to do amazing things here. There are many spiritually thirsty students walking the hallways. I hope to point them to the God that can quench those thirsts above and beyond what they can possibly comprehend.

Connect Four Fact

2010-07-27T18:08:00.000-07:00

I admit that Gretchen is much smarter than I am. I frequently ask her for grammar and spelling tips. She breezed through school while I struggled immensely at times. But there is one area I master her in - CONNECT FOUR (abs). Not that we play connect four all that often but there is a fact I would like to share with you - In 13 years of marriage she has NEVER (abs), ZERO (abs) beat me.

This evening I saw the girls had connect four out. I played Tori & Isabelle a few times and then offered them a bet. I told them that I would play mama connect four and if she beat me just once in five games I would buy them a frosty. But if mama didn't beat me one time in five games then they would have to accept the terms of my bet. Of course they accepted this offer. Why wouldn't they? What are the odds that their father, who isn't as smart as their mama, could beat their mama five times in a row. Well after five games lets just say I will be expecting a back rub from Ponsi and pancakes from Tori on Thursday morning when Gretchen goes to work.

I officially end my gloating!

Happy Birthday Penny

2010-06-22T18:55:00.001-07:00

Penny Miller Hoffman - Born June 23, 1970

Penny should have been 40 but for reasons beyond my ability to clearly communicate that did not happen. With all of the sadness from her death I want to celebrate the life she was given on her birthday. Penny touched many people's lives because she lived a steady diet of putting others ahead of herself. The world is truly a better place because Penny was born. Happy Birthday Penny! We miss you!

Pretty blessed

2010-06-07T18:59:00.000-07:00

Today I turned 35. I am officially the age where in most professional sports you are either retired or extremely old. But I still feel good and last I checked I wasn't competing against the world's greatest athletes. So I think I will be OK. I learned today that I share the exact birth date of Allen Iverson - June 7, 1975. I also share a birthday with Prince. That may explain my latest urge to get covered in tattoos, buy some heeled boots, and dress in all purple.

Today was a different birthday. Since Penny's birthday is in 2 weeks it just felt wrong to even contemplate celebrating. I know that is wrong and if Penny were here she would tell me that is stupid but it was hard to get past that feeling. But this morning I listened to an old voicemail from her and just imagined she was saying "Happy Birthday" on it. I then read many wall posts on facebook from people all over the world and was amazed at this life I was given by God. I have lived in three different states and been all over the U.S. and other countries and my life has been shaped by so many amazing friends. I spoke on the phone with the woman who brought me into the world this afternoon. I hung up the phone and was so incredibly thankful for the family and home I was raised in. And tonight I ate a meal with one special women and three beautiful girls. We later sat on a wooden swing. I was sipping coffee and the girls were back and forth from the swing to the water (looking at fish and ducks) and I again was overwhelmed at God's goodness to me.

Today the song"Tower" by Brad Kilman continues to play itself in mind (and on my guitar before dinner). I share these words on this post because it is so true of my life. The pattern of my life is I wait for God and He hears my cry...over and over and over again.

Jesus, Jesus
You are my tower Lord
Jesus, Jesus the rock I stand on
Jesus, Jesus there is no other name like Your name
And I will wait for You

The Lord is good to those
To those who wait for Him
Oh I will be still and I will know that You are God
Your loving kindnesses
Indeed they never cease
Your compassions never fail
They never fail

My story simple told
I waited for the Lord
And He heard my cry

Memorial Day

2010-05-31T09:03:00.000-07:00

I have always loved Memorial Day. In recent years my family has started a new tradition where we head to Fort Snelling (National Cemetery in the Twin Cities) sometime after lunch. It is our way of reminding Gretchen & me of the sacrifices many men & women made in order for us to enjoy the freedoms we possess. It is also a way of tangibly showing our girls this same sacrifice. We hope the lasting impressions of seeing families stooped over graves and women walking around the cemetery with tears in their eyes will embed in the girls mind and hearts that the life they live didn’t happen without overcoming difficulties in our nation and world.

Before we moved to MN we would hit up the Abington Township parade in PA on Memorial Day…usually with our good friends the Chapmans. Tara & Gretchen are parade freaks so every year they would have it all planned out. Some time later in the day we would all reconvene for a Memorial Day cookout. There was always plenty of food!

But before even that, I had another Memorial Day tradition that I will always cherish. Each Memorial Day for about 5-6 years (High School & into college) my old man and I would drive down to Gallipolis, OH on Memorial Day. Gallipolis is a town in southern OH on the Ohio River. This is the town my parents grew up. My dad and I would head down there and visit whatever family was still around (depending on the year). We would grab a milkshake and coney dog (usually at the Shake Shoppe) and head to the two graveyards where my mom & dad’s parents and other families were buried.

My mom’s families are buried in a graveyard right outside of Gallipolis named Mound Hill. Mound Hill sits up on this hill and from the top of the cemetery you can see down into the town and the beautiful Ohio River. It is a gorgeous view. My dad’s family is buried in a little cemetery 15-20 miles outside of Gallipolis in a little place called German Ridge. Even to this day I couldn’t find the place if I had to because it sits out in the woods away from towns, paved roads, and people. Up on the hillside sits a little Lutheran church and 100 or so graves. Two of these graves are my Grandpa & Grandma Miller. German Ridge is quite possibly the most surreal place I know. There is this since of peace and calm there. It is as if nature around the place knows to respect those that lie there and glorify the God that created these people and gave them life.

I have many fond memories of the trips my dad and I made those Memorial Days. One year, before my legal driving age, I remember my dad asking me if I wanted to drive his truck on some of those back roads. I thought he was kidding until he handed me the keys. He gave me a quick lesson on using a clutch and then off we went. The poor truck took a beating that day…shaking and jerking all over the road as I attempted to move from 1st to 2nd gear, etc., etc. There were many more wonderful memories but the ones I remember most were the times of silence at German Ridge. I always remember standing there observing my dad as he stood over the tombstone of his father and mother. I would wonder what thoughts were running through his head. Was he thinking of memories or missed opportunities? Did he wish they were not lying in the ground but standing next to him? I always felt horrible for my dad in those moments. I had no idea what to say or how to respond. So I would stand there in silence until it was time to go.

Honestly, I would give anything today to be in Ohio right now. I wish I could get into the car with my dad once more and take a trip to Gallipolis. We could stop in and see my uncle (his brother), grab a shake and a hot dog, visit the graves on Mound Hill, and then take the winding roads to German Ridge. If we went this year there would be one more grave to visit. My dad and I could stand there once again. Maybe this year it wouldn’t be in silence. We could reminisce about the daughter he loved and the sister I cherished. We could laugh, possible cry, and allow the peace and tranquility of that beautiful place to nourish our aching hearts. We could look into the blue sky and try to remember that the God that created everything & everyone around us was still in control. That life doesn’t end at a place like German Ridge, it really just begins. We could remember that although our hearts break we will see them all once again. That is the hope of Memorial Day to me. A day not just to remember the past, but to appreciate the future we have because of the death & resurrection of the greatest man to ever walk this earth. He is alive and so we shall be forevermore!

Church Questions

2010-05-24T19:49:00.000-07:00

What if I hang out with other Christ Followers regularly throughout my week? Is this church? Do I have to go "to" something called "church" for it to count?

This was a question posed by a friend of mine from my church. If you want to read my answer you can find it HERE. Scroll down and click on the blog link

A few updates

2010-05-19T07:49:00.001-07:00

I am currently sitting in Methodist Hospital in the Twin Cities. My friend Dan is having his gallbladder removed today. This is the first time I have been in a hospital since I left Columbus in February following Penny's funeral. When I walked in here today it was kind of odd. I am in a different state and a different hospital than the one Penny spent much of her time in but I had this sense like Penny was here or something. The sad reality is that every time I went home to see Penny from November - February she was in the hospital. So I guess when I walked through the front doors today it was like Pavlov's Dog or something and the sounds, smells, etc. made me think of Penny. I felt as if I should be able to take the elevator up to the 3rd floor and walk in her room to see her. I wish that were true!

In other news I do sense this freshness about my work with Consumed though. I have said it often but I feel as if God is blowing fresh wind into our sails. I have interviewed one person for an internship through Consumed and she seems very interested. I have also talked with another guy that is married and they are considering as well. I am trying to plan a few trips in the fall to speak, connect with people, etc. So that is really good. I feel more alive when I am doing what I feel God has created me to do.

From mid June - mid July I will put my coaching hat back on and be an instructor for Hoopology University again. Hoopology is opening a branch in Bloomington so I will be co-leading that. I enjoy teaching basketball so this allows me to scratch that itch without doing it full-time throughout a regular season. If you have kids in Bloomington or surrounding areas, check out what is offered at the Hoopology University website.

This summer my family will embark on some new adventures. For Christmas this year we bought a tent for the girls with the promise of a few camping trips this summer. It is now time to cash in on that promise (the girls ask often when we are going to go). We will probably head to Mount Rushmore or Lake Superior for a long weekend but I need some suggestions for places closer to the cities. Something we could do for one night. If you have some ideas, let me know.

I think that is it for now. I have another post brewing in my head which will be entitled "Reasons to Go". If any of you listen to the Jim Rome radio show you will understand what the "reasons to go" phrase is in reference to.

A new kind of anniversary

2010-04-12T13:28:00.000-07:00

I remember when Gretchen and I started dating - October 20, 1995. We walked along the streets of Scranton, PA on that night and we sat down on a bench in the city square. It was a Sunday Evening and everything was peaceful. I asked if she was interested in just dating each other and no one else. We had been on several dates and I had no desire to see anyone else. She told me that night that she felt the same way and so we began a relationship that continues to this day. The next month, November 20, 1995 was the week of Thanksgiving. She came to my house in Columbus for the first time and on our "one month anniversary" I gave her this little stuffed animal (it was an elephant) and told her "Happy One Month Anniversary". I think the "month anniversary" celebrations lasted until about month six. We got married on September 20, 1997 and the "month anniversary" celebrations began again. Then came kids and the "month anniversaries" started all over again. People would ask us how old each girl was and until about 18 months we would say, "six months" or "9 months" or "13 months".

Now I am in a "month-remembrance" nightmare. It has been 2 months since Penny's death today. The last two weeks have really been hard for me. I'm not exactly sure why these weeks have been so much worse than the other ones. I think the reality of what happened is really settling in. Since I live in MN and the rest of my family are in Ohio I don't get to speak out loud about Penny very often. Her memories are locked inside my brain and I can't share them with those around me. Outside of Gretchen, no one here knew Penny even remotely. So I think my grief is really starting to catch me. I miss her so bad. I have no idea what to do our how to really process everything at this point. Many times it just seems like a really bad dream that I am going to wake up from and I can call Penny's cell phone number and she will answer.

So in honor of Penny's memory I want to share a story about her in this post. It may just be for me but I need to write. My freshmen year of college Penny and I were a part of the same church in PA. The church we attended had this little tradition around Thanksgiving time. The Sunday evening before Thanksgiving they had a "Thanksgiving Service". The service always consisted of singing and testimonies of thanksgiving from people in the church. Typically the church was careful to ask people from all different parts of life - single, married, old, young, male, female...you get my drift. Well this particular year I was sitting next to Penny in the service and we listened to all of the testimonies. One testimony was given from a young single guy. He was probably in his late teens or early 20's. I don't know what he was asked to share on but I think he went off script. Actually I know he went off script because there is no way he would have been cleared to speak if they knew what he was going to say. He began by saying he has been reading the Song of Songs in the Old Testament. Immediately people became curious, some puzzled, and some nervous about what would follow. (For those of you that aren't familiar with Song of Songs it is a pretty explicit love story found in the Old Testament of the Bible). So this guy began to say he was thankful for the wife he soon would have. He said he couldn't wait, like the guy in the narrative, to rest his head on the breasts of his wife in times of stress. He then continued on to speak like this for about 3-4 very uncomfortable minutes. Now typically my response in a situation like this would have been what Penny did (since I have the self-control of a jr. high boy when funny things like that are being said in public). Penny began to chuckle to herself as he talked. This slight chuckle went to a full body convulsion right there in the pew. It was like if someone accidentally touched her she would have erupted in extremely loud laughter. Worried she was being a distraction, she literally fell to her knees in the middle of the row, convulsing - hand over her mouth - tears watering - straining to keep it all inside. I never saw Penny trying so hard not to lose control of her emotions. Of course being the caring brother I was, I did everything I could to make her lose control. I was whispering things like "boobies" in her ear and sneakily acting out some of the verbal descriptions our testimony giver was sharing. But all the while Penny held on until the next song was sung when through music, she could rid herself of the silliness and become composed again.

Penny was always joyous. She very rarely allowed things in life to overwhelm her. She could always laugh and her smile would cause you to remember that most of life's problems aren't worth fretting over.

I love you Penny and miss you greatly today.

Church Terminology

2010-04-07T13:40:00.000-07:00

Those of you who know me well may want to stop reading right now because I am about to embark on a familiar rant. I have become increasingly agitated the last few weeks regarding the general terminology most followers of Jesus use regarding church. Let me explain…

This past Sunday was Easter. I decided to drive over to Normandale Lake in the morning and spend some time reading, praying, etc. When I turned on the car the radio was set to an AM Sports Radio Station (surprise, surprise). I switched over to FM and the local Christian Radio Station came on. Now to be perfectly honest I don’t listen to Christian Radio all that much. But Gretchen likes to listen to it so she must have turned it there the last time she was in the car. I immediately became interested in the dialogue between the two disc jockeys and their callers. People were calling in to tell the disc jockeys “who they invited to church for Easter Sunday.” Phone call after phone call went something like this…

Disc Jockey: “You’re on the air with …..”
Caller: “It is great to be with you.”
Disc Jockey: “So who did you invite to church for Easter?”
Caller: “I invited my co-worker.”
Disc Jockey: “Do you think he will come to church with you?”
Caller: “I’m not sure. But I hope so. I think coming to church would be great for him.”
Disc Jockey: “Well let’s hope he does go to your church on Sunday and hears a powerful sermon. Next caller.”

Conversations similar to this one happened over and over again during my short ride to the lake and there I was on Easter morning becoming more and more angry. Now those of you that know me already know why I am being so grumpy while others of you are wondering what the big deal is. You’re probably thinking, “Why is Jamie so upset that people are inviting their friends and family to church on Easter Sunday?”

The reason I am so agitated is this kind of talk has been going on for so long that the church in the west has lost sight of what, or I should probably say, WHO the church actually is. Let me illustrate…

By asking the following question, what are you implying the church is:

Where do you go to church? Or… Where’s your church? To me you are implying the church is a building. The person asking where you go to church wants to know where is the location of the building you go to on Sundays.

Or what about this question:

What time is church? Based on this question the church has become a service that happens once or twice a week. Or to say it more plainly – church has been boiled down to an event you attend.

I was more agitated than usual on Sunday as I listened to the dialogue on the Christian Radio because of a conversation I had with a friend the previous morning. A new friend of mine is struggling with some issues in his life and asked if I would spend some time with him to assist him in overcoming these struggles. I wanted to find out what role his church and pastoral leadership were having in his life so I began to ask questions about his church. The more we talked the more evident it became that my friend believes church is simply a building or an event to attend. I asked him what he though church actually was. Here was his response:

“Church is a place we go to worship God.”

As soon as he finished this sentence I became very sympathetic towards him. Here is this guy trying to conquer intense struggles in his life and the role of church in his life is an hour a week where he sits in a pew and participates in a service. When the service is over he gets up, walks out of the building, and has nothing to do with “church” until the following Sunday.

I don’t blame my friend for thinking this way. Why wouldn’t he believe that church was a place to go to worship God when that is all he has been taught in his young Christian experience? Even Webster defines church in this way:

1. a building for public Christian worship. 2. a religious service in such a building.

This kind of thinking not only falls short of what was originally meant by “church” in the Bible, I believe it is actually harmful and keeps the church from becoming all of what Christ intended us to be.

The Greek word for church found in the New Testament is “ekklesia”. This word is used roughly 115 times in the New Testament. In our English translations the word “church” is used 113 out of the 115 times we find ekklesia. The other times ekklesia is used it is translated into English as “assembly”.

The word “ekklesia” is an interesting Greek word. The root word for which we find ekklesia means to “call out”. In classical Greek ekklesia was used to mean “an assembly of citizens summoned by the crier, the legislative assembly” (Cooper B. Abrams). To put it more plainly, these were men & women called out to serve the legislative assembly.

So when ekklesia is used in the New Testament it is meant to speak of people “called out” to live a life of following Jesus. What I believe the New Testament is saying is that the church is PEOPLE (Abs). That is why Paul wrote this in his first letter to the Corinthians:

“To the church of God that is in Corinth, to those sanctified in Christ Jesus, called to be saints together with all those who in every place call upon the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, both their Lord and ours…” (1 Corinthians 1:2)

or in 1 Thessalonians 1:1…

“Paul, Silvanus, and Timothy, To the church of the Thessalonians in God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ: Grace to you and peace.”

Paul isn’t writing to a building or to a service. He is writing to people that have been “called out” of an ordinary existence and into a relationship with God that impacts every area of life. Paul is writing to an assembled group of people in Corinth or in Thessalonica that are striving to live life with purpose and meaning. And this meaning & purpose is to love God with all of the heart, soul, and mind and to love their neighbor as themselves.

For us to truly and effectively live this kind of purpose-filled life we need the church (PEOPLE – CALLED OUT ONES) to assist us in the journey. We can’t do that by attending a service once a week in a building. We need to assemble ourselves daily and push each other to live a life worthy of the amazing calling put on our lives. That is why the early church (the people) did this:

46Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, 47praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people…” – Acts 2

The more we communicate that church is a building, or a service, or programs, etc. the farther away from the true identity of “church” we become. Church is you and I! When I sit down with a brother in Christ at a coffee shop church is happening. When I am at home with my family, church is going on. Jesus said that “He would build His church and the gates of hell would not prevail against it.” Do we really think Jesus meant that a lot of buildings with amazing programs would be established? The church is Jesus talked about is more and more people accepting His offer of eternal life and living a “called out” life by bringing the realities of the Kingdom & will of God to earth as it is in Heaven.

So no matter what facility your church uses to meet in or what time your church gathers, these are just tools and functions used to assist you in living out your purpose as a called out one. Please do not limit your participation with your church to a location or time of the week. You need them and they need you. Become the church Jesus intended for you to be. Rather than only trying to bring your co-workers, family members, and neighbor to “church” where they can hear about Jesus in a service, live in such a way that the church (a.k.a – you) is living a called-out life in your home, workplace, and neighborhood. Take and embody the person of Christ in those environments so the “church” can grow as more and more people accept God’s gift of eternal life and live a called-out life.

If you are still reading, thanks for paying attention to my rant. As you can tell this subject is a valuable one for me and I barely scratched the surface. If you have questions or want to dialogue, lets get together soon.

MLB Picks 2010

2010-04-02T11:58:00.000-07:00

In light of the upcoming MLB (Major League Baseball Abs) Season that begins on Sunday I want to make my annual pre-season picks. I know that last year Chuck and Matt made picks as well so I welcome them to do it again. If any of you other bloggers or blog followers want to make picks please do so. You can either make them here in the comment section or post them on your own blog.

2010 Predictions:

AL East – New York Yankees
AL Central – MN Twins
AL West – Seattle Mariners (My slight upset pick over the Angels – their pitching will be solid. The question is can they produce enough runs?)
Wild Card – Tampa Bay Rays

NL East – Philadelphia Phillies
NL Central – St. Louis Cardinals
NL West – Los Angeles Dodgers
NL Wildcard – Cincinnati Reds (the 15 year playoff draught comes to an end this year!)

World Series – St. Louis Cardinals vs. New York Yankees

World Series Champs – New York Yankees

No matter what your thoughts are on the Yankees, I think we are set for a repeat. The Yanks pitching is strong again with Sabathia, Burnett, and Pettite leading the way. The bullpen is better than last year with Joba back in the setup role. They lose Matsui and Damon but the addition of Granderson and Nick Johnson is huge. I think Cano will have a monster year batting 5th behind Teixeriia and Arod.

This year I will enjoy some games at the new Target Field with Chuck. Although my team (the Reds) is far from me I will enjoy witnessing baseball outside again as opposed to the generic atmosphere of the Metrodome.

Opening Day is one of my favorite sports days of the year. Enjoy it on Monday!

2010-03-26T13:06:00.000-07:00

During our trip to Germany we spent some time in Berlin with our friend Kristi Walker and her co-workers there. Joining Kristi were two college students on spring break that were possibly interested in relocating to Berlin following their formal education. Oh yeah...they were dating. At lunch one day Kristi commented to these young lovebirds what an amazing opportunity it was for them to travel and experience Europe together. Based on their response, I'm not sure how much of an "amazing opportunity" they believed they were experiencing. I don't blame them for this...they are young. But as I reflected on Kristi's words I looked over at this beautiful person next to me at the table (no...not you Eric) and the weight of what she said hit me like a sledgehammer.

I have the opportunity to travel with what I do for a living. But many times I go away and Gretchen is left behind to take care of things on the home front. And while I'm home we don't have many opportunities to go out, just the two of us, and enjoy each other's company without the kids, pressures of life, and various other responsibilities. We try to create space once a month to go out together but that ends up being more like once every two months or once every six weeks if we are lucky. So to travel with Gretchen to Europe and experience the beauty of both the landscape and people there with Gretchen was well...an "amazing opportunity".

If you know Gretchen and I fairly well you know we are pretty private with expressing our love for each other and neither of us long for the spotlight. But for this post, I want to break the mold and say some things about my traveling companion to Germany (no, not you again Eric). I love Gretchen for so many reasons but I have always said that one of the biggest reasons I love her is for her genuine compassion and gift of mercy towards other people. It was one of the first things I noticed about her in college and this characteristic continues to grow and flourish in her today. I saw her use this gift in Germany and I know that people there who were fortunate enough to meet her will never be the same. I saw her kneel and pray with a girl troubled in spirit when spoken languages caused a divide. But Gretchen's act of compassion crossed those language barriers and this troubled teen saw a heart of love. I listened to Gretchen explain to me that one of her greatest purposes for the trip was to come alongside of people that may be a little lonely and give them her undivided love and attention. She willingly laid down some of her own priorities and hopes for the trip to see those around her experience a sense of companionship. She entered into the worlds of four 9 year-olds at a basketball clinic and became more excited about their success on the basketball court than they did. She put her arm around a wife struggling with her husband's soon-to-be deployment to Afghanistan and cried with her...feeling her pain and carrying the burden as if it was me being shipped out.

Gretchen is one of the greatest examples of Jesus I could ever know. I know no other person that as a lifestyle models Jesus life of servanthood. She is great because she always puts herself last. She is great because she is a servant of all. She models that on not just a trip to Germany, but in our home, our church, and those blessed to call her "friend".

Thanks for traveling with me Gretchen and when you can't...thanks for being excited for me when I go alone. But know this - my experiences without you are only half (at best) of what they could and should be. I'm blessed to share life with you and I will forever be grateful to God for giving you to me as a wife. I look forward to many more trips together but I will always cherish the memories we made in Germany.

Heading to Germany

2010-03-12T05:52:00.000-08:00

It has been one month today since Penny lost her battle with cancer. This last month has been one of ups and downs, hope and honestly a little despair. But I am thankful to God for being right here with my family and me. He has made Himself known through His children. I can't tell you how encouraged I am by the great friends I'm blessed to know.

Gretchen and I are leaving for Germany today. We are hooking up with our friends Eric & Lisa Beavers in Atlanta and then flying together to Dusseldorf. So when most of you are putting your heads down for a good night's rest, it will be 8:00 am in Germany (hello jet lag). We will also be joined in Germany by our friend Dan Occhiogrosso from Ball for Lives. The five of us will travel to Dorsten, Berlin, and Vilseck joining in with the churches of our American friends Rob Stearns, Kristi Walker, and Duane & Daylin Beach. Lisa & Eric will be doing some music (concerts, church stuff), Gretchen will be teaching kids, and Occhy and I will be speaking.

I think this trip will be good for me in many ways. I am looking forward to traveling to Europe with Gretchen. She has never been outside of North America. I look forward to seeing new friends I met during my first trip to Germany in 2008. I anticipate great times with old friends as well.

We will try to post pictures and updates on our Consumed Ministrieswebsite so feel free to check things our there. If not, I'm sure Gretchen and I will have pictures on our blog.

Happy Birthday Tori!!!

2010-02-23T05:48:00.001-08:00

HAPPY 9TH BIRTHDAY TORI! You are an amazing girl and against my will will soon become a wonderful woman! (of course Gretchen will have a blog about Tori soon. I am relegated to pictures and simple birthday greetings so I don't steal my wife's thunder)

2010-02-20T13:28:00.000-08:00

Writing is therapeutic for me so please indulge me a little. I have Matthew West's "Save a place for me" and Chris Tomlin's "I will arise" on repeat and I need to get some thoughts out of my head. Who would have thought when I started this blog to write on "whatever" I wanted to that one day I would be expressing my feelings about someone I loved so much going to Jesus way to early! I am back in MN now and I have had quite the week to say the least. This may be kind of lengthy but I need to write about the week a little. This is more for me than you but if it does something for you I'm glad.

On Thursday evening, February 18, I received a text from my sister Katie that Penny's oxygen level was in the 70's (normal is 95-98) and her hear rate was plummeting. I jumped online to look for flights but the last one out of Minneapolis to Columbus was at 7:25 pm. At the time of Katie's text it was 6:20 pm. I knew there was no way I could make it. I felt trapped with miles separating me from my sister and family as Penny began her voyage to the next home. Thursday night was agonizing to say the least. Dustin, my parents, Polly, and Katie were all there to assist Penny during this horrific time and there I sat 800 miles away unable to do anything but pray. I received text messages and picture messages throughout the evening. I know my family was trying to keep me involved but with every message I was reminded once again that I wasn't there. It was the most frustrated and helpless I have ever felt in my entire life. I laid down in bed around 1:00 am and decided to try and get some rest. At 3:15 my cell phone rang and Polly was on the other end. She told me Jenni (a friend of my family that is a nurse and walked with my family ever step of the way throughout Penny's battle) thinks the time is getting very near and that I should speak to Penny on the phone...basically to say my last words to her. I had no time to think. Polly just said, "Here she is" and there I was in this moment I never wanted to happen. I struggled to get my words out as I heard Penny moaning and in pain but I told Penny that I loved her. I told her that she fought so bravely and I was so proud to call her my sister. I told her that I loved her. I quoted Psalm 23, "Yeah, though I walk through the valley of death I will fear no evil." I told her to go to Jesus and that I would see her soon. The next thing I knew Polly was on the line. When Polly said goodbye I tossed the phone on the ground and cried like I have never cried before. Gretchen put her head against mine and cried with me. Tori woke up and came over to hug my arm as well.

I decided to buy the earliest ticket I could get on Friday morning so I could get home to my family. So at 4:00 am I bought a ticket that would put me in Columbus by 12:15 pm on Friday. At 6:30 central time Katie called as I was getting ready to go to the airport. When I said hello, I heard these words - "She's gone". I couldn't wrap my mind around the finality of those words. Honestly, I am still trying to grasp the fact that I will never see Penny again here on this earth.

I finished getting ready and went to the airport. I texted and called as many people as I could think of regarding the news of Penny's death. I left MN with a sick feeling in my stomach. DJ (Katies' husband) picked me up from the airport and drove me straight to the funeral home. I wanted the chance to see Penny before the calling hours. We arrived at the home and a kind lady escorted me to the room where Penny's body lay. I took one look at Penny and knew that she was long gone. It was a indescribable feeling to look at Penny's body and know that it was empty. It was incredibly difficult to stand there and see her but in the same way a little hope crept into my soul - Penny was in the presence of Jesus!

From the funeral home where Penny was DJ took me to another funeral home where Dustin and my dad were. They, along with Rick (assistant pastor at Penny's church), were meeting with the funeral home guy to make plans for the calling hours, funeral, and burial. I walked into the funeral home and Dustin & my dad were trying to pick out a casket. I walked over to my dad and gave him an emotionally charged hug. I gave Dustin a hug as well and his sadness was just weighing heavy on him. I can't imagine what he is going through! Picking out coffins, thank you notes, verses for the funeral bulletin, etc. are needed details but wow - it is a real sucky job. I am glad I was able to get there in time to help out with the process.

Monday was the day of the calling hours and funeral. I can't say how thankful I am to all who came. We had people that drove from all over the place - Indiana, southern Ohio, Pennsylvania, Wyoming, Iowa, etc. What made this more amazing is that it was snowing like crazy all day. So much so that interstate 71 was closed down for a while. As more and more people showed up I seemed to gain this strength and peace as the day wore on. Penny's funeral was a difficult celebration (if that's possible). Gretchen sang wonderfully and all that participated (Glenn Amos, Rick Hanna, Bill Abernathy Sr., Bill Abernathy Jr., Dustin, Dad, Julie & Heidi, and me) were able to honor Penny by giving God the glory He deserves.

The hardest part of the day came during the calling hours. Little Abraham (Penny & Dustin's 18 month old son) came walking up to the casket. He put his arms up so I picked him up. When he saw Penny he stretched out his arms towards her and began grunting. He was trying to tell me that he wanted his mama. Almost anyone that saw this take place was moved to tears.

I could continue on with the week - burying Penny in southern Ohio at German Ridge Cemetery, my other sister Polly slipping on the ice at the cemetery and breaking her ankle in two places, saying goodbye to family and heading back to MN, etc.- but I think I will stop here. I said writing is therapeutic for me and I feel a little better now.

I know Penny is with Jesus. I know the pain cancer caused is over for her. I know she understands eternity better now. I know she is fine. I am truly happy for her. BUT I am here without her. I don't understand eternity. I feel the pain of loss. My heart aches and tears come to my eyes randomly throughout the day as I think of her. Grieving will happen for a good, long while. I take solace in the fact that Jesus cares. He experienced loss and pain. We know that when He wept over Lazarus' death. So I will rest in Him. I will cling to the promises of His words. I'll cherish the memories I have in my heart of Penny. I will try to live a life like she did - fully alive, putting others ahead of herself, and as a stranger on this earth.

Thank you for the cards, text messages, voicemails, hugs, and encouraging words. Dustin, my family, and I would really be lost without you. The church is alive and well!

Finally, I love you Penny. You are victorious because of Jesus' death & resurrection. See you soon!

2010-02-07T05:09:00.000-08:00

Since the time I left for college I have spent my entire adult life away from family in Columbus. Because of this there have been countless visits and countless goodbyes. Goodbyes for my family are rarely done without tears. If I am being honest, this is partially due to the fact that emotions run high in the Miller family (and those of you that know my family know which individuals the emotions really run high). But the real reason for the tears is because of the extreme closeness we feel towards each other. No one is pretending or acting for an academy award when we say goodbye. It honestly hurts to pull the vehicle out of the driveway or walk into the ticketing portion of the airport knowing it will be months until I see sisters, parents, brother-in-laws, or nieces & nephews again. And since Gretchen and I started having those little girls of ours, the tears & emotions during goodbyes are only magnified. We are taking precious granddaughters and nieces away you know!

But I would say that no goodbye is going to be as difficult as the one I am about ready to say. In about 45 minutes I will be leaving Penny's house and heading to the airport, bound for MN. I have been here 8 days and away from home a lot this last month and I know I need to return home to my family, friends, and responsibilities there. I am obviously leaving with mixed emotions but I have a weird peace inside. I want to be here for when...well, you know, and maybe I will be able to. But I am relearning once again that I am not really in control of life, death, and time. And just as before I leave my house each morning and say to my wife and daughters, "I love you" with no guarantee of seeing them again, I will do the same today with Penny. On Monday, in the midst of a long meeting with nurses, my sisters, and Dustin concerning how to move forward with Penny's care, I was reminded once again to not leave things left unsaid. So I will say goodbye to this little post, grab the hand of my sleeping sister, and tell her one more time how she means the world to me. There will surely be tears (well, for me - she is sleeping), and "I love you's", and emotions...emotions of sadness, joy, and pride for the privilege it is to know her, share life with her, learn about Jesus from her, and say I am her brother.

Keep Praying For Penny

2010-01-30T13:42:00.000-08:00

Gretchen and I are in Ohio. Penny is in a significant amount of pain. They doubled her morphine intake a few hours ago. We had a special moment in her room. When I went in to see her she was sleeping so I sat next to her and grabbed her hand. At this point, after holding it in for about 2 weeks, I kind of lost it and cried a little. Penny woke up, looked over at me, and said in an annoyed voice, "Geez Jamie. Stop it." Ahhh - even in her final moments I can still find a way to annoy her like I did for so many years growing up. I love Penny so much. Keep praying! They are trying to get her medicine at a place where her pain can level off.

Thanks for all of your support! I really appreciate it.

This is a pic of Penny's family from earlier in 2009.

Penny Update

2010-01-25T08:46:00.000-08:00

This is an E-mail I just sent to a bunch of people...

Wanted to get another update out to you regarding Penny. It is hard to keep the updates coming as it seems things are happening every day. Here is the latest:

Since Thanksgiving Penny has had 3 surgeries and stints put in her kidneys twice. The main problem here is continued obstruction in her bowels. She has been in and out of the hospital four times (including both Thanksgiving & Christmas) and is currently there. Today she is battling a fever and an excelled heart rate. She told Dustin today that last night was the worst night she has had yet. The docs are thinking there is an infection in her kidneys and possibly another obstruction. Penny is very thin and obviously weak and in pain. But let me tell you – she is tough! She is continuing to fight and isn’t ready to quit just yet. If you are praying, here are some specific things to pray for:

Strength – Penny said she still has some things to do and wants the strength to do them. Pray she can get done the things she wants to get done!

Peace – For Penny, Dustin, and my family. It is incredibly difficult to watch someone you love suffer the way she is suffering. Pray as we, and all of you, carry this burden with Penny we will find the hope, joy, peace, and love available with our Savior Jesus. He knows our pain and cares!

Healing – Jesus tells of this parable regarding a man who needs bread for his guests but doesn’t have any. So he goes to his neighbors house and keeps knocking on the door shouting he needs bread until eventually the neighbor gets up and gives him the bread. The parable was said to encourage the followers of Jesus to be persistent in prayer. I have thought of this parable often the last few weeks. I’m not God so I don’t know what He is going to do with Penny but as long as she is drawing breath I will continue to fight on her behalf in prayer – asking God to heal her body. He is able to do this!

Thanks so much for your prayers, E-mails, text messages, voice mails, gifts, etc. They mean the world to me and my family. I know Jesus is alive because I have experienced His goodness through you!

I realize I am not the greatest on giving updates. If you our on facebook there is a group called “Pray/Encourage the Hoffmans”. You can find the group through my profile. This is a group to leave encouraging messages for Penny & Dustin. But it also serves as a place to read updates on Penny and how more specifically to pray. Feel free to join as I know many of you already have.

Grace & peace,

Jamie

Travel Notes

2010-01-20T21:41:00.000-08:00

Two traveling notes I must mention from today...

1. I knew I was in Philadelphia when not even 3 minutes went by since I exited the plane before I saw a man in skin tight gray sweatpants and a Philadelphia Phillies Jersey.

2. Flying over the horseshoe right before we landed in Columbus was one of the most beautiful sights I have seen in a long time!

Keep praying for Penny...

Jamie

it's been a different kind of year

2010-01-14T07:14:00.000-08:00

One year ago today my sister Penny was diagnosed with a rare form of cervical cancer that less than one-half percent of cervical patients have. To say the least, it was a shock to my family. Soon after the diagnosis I went to Columbus to be with Penny & my family. I remember going to Penny's house and just feeling the heaviness of the situation as I sat in the living room with Penny & Dustin. I remember looking into Penny's eyes and telling her that I was 100% confident that she could do this. I told her I knew that God would be pleased with her response to this news and that she would faithfully obey Him each step of the way.

Since that night Penny has undergone chemotherapy, radiation, multiple surgeries, various other procedures, and significant life changes. She has taken each step with grace & courage. Of course there were times of discouragement, fear, and anxiousness but she wrestled through those dark times with the truth & love from God and those surrounding her and assisting with this journey she is on. I can't express in words how proud I am of Penny and the fight she is putting on. The fight physically for her life, but also the fight to remain faithful and obedient to the God that loves her. She is a model of patient endurance to anyone privileged to know her!

I don't know what this next year will bring Penny's way but I know this - she will please God! She will treat those around her with love & gentleness. She will fight! And she will continue to be my hero in the faith!

Advent Conspiracy

2009-12-17T07:14:00.001-08:00

An interesting article to read from Time's website:

Church Group Attacks Christmas Commercialism

Here is a quote from Rick McKinley (pastor of Imago Dei Church in Portland) to spark your interest...

"Christians get all bent out of shape over the fact that someone didn't say 'Merry Christmas' when I walked into the store. But why are we expecting the store to tell our story? That's just ridiculous."

Poem

2009-12-14T12:40:00.001-08:00

For some reason the Consumed Feed sucks and won't be added to my blog list (Eric help). I don't want you to miss this poem my friend Rob wrote about. You can find it here:

Is Not For Now

Immanuel

2009-12-04T14:29:00.001-08:00

I am sitting in a Starbucks doing some preparation on my talky talk for the gc on Sunday and I am so hopeful I think I am going to burst. I have spent a lot of time thinking about Isaiah's prophecy (chapter 7) this week and I am so thankful for God's presence with us. I have truly sensed His presence in my life in a powerful way this week. Maybe it is the Christmas stuff (music, decorations, food, etc.), a podcast I heard from Erwin McManus, several conversations with students, or God's written word in Isaiah 7 but I just believe, now more than ever, God is alive and active in this world. That gives me great hope and joy. It gives me passion for those around me. It gives me much to celebrate. Peace! Immanuel is here!

Thanksgiving - a day late

2009-11-27T07:08:00.000-08:00

This has been a week full of emotions. On Monday I flew to Columbus to spend a few days with my family in Ohio. My sister Penny had surgery on Sunday as a result of some cancer issues. It is never easy to see someone you love experiencing pain. Everything inside of me wishes I could be the one laying in that hospital bed recovering. I wish I was the one pushing the morphine pump and struggling to take walks down the hallway. But more than likely Penny is recovering faster and tougher than most people would. Her resolve to get better and faith in God inspires everyone around her. I told her back in January when she was first diagnosed that I was 100% confident that she could handle all this disease would throw her way. She has proved me right and then some. I am very proud of her.

I flew back to MN on Wednesday and yesterday was simply a wonderful day. Gretchen's entire Iowa family came up from Iowa to celebrate with us. Both of her sister's families are crashing at our place for the weekend and her parents are staying at a nearby hotel (they weren't up for all of the craziness). We also had our friends Dan & Heidi with their two girls with us along with three new friends from India. Two of them are International students at the U and the other one is working in the states but just arrived in MN a month ago. As we all took a turn sharing a few things we are thankful for it became clearly evident once again that God is the giver of all great gifts. I heard people giving thanks for a lesson in contentment, the joy of doing what they want to do in life, family, friends, church, good job, life, etc., etc., etc. My father-in-law Gary ended the sharing time by saying how great it was to hear everyone share. He told us it brought such joy and amazement for His Savior to hear our thanksgivings because these were many things he has prayed for over the last few years. He said he prays for us everyday (family that is) and it is great to hear and know that his Savior hears these requests and is alive & working in this world.

I have great hope today because Jesus lives. And although my heart is heavy and I find my thoughts & soul existing in two places, I can move forward because I am truly experiencing this peace Paul describes that "surpasses all understanding". So thank you God for a treasured four days. I am blessed to be Your child and walk this life fully with You step by step.

Start the Christmas music!

Worried for my kids

2009-11-14T07:06:00.000-08:00

My goody goody wife was pulled over the other day. She was going 44 in a 30. Do you think I can trust my kids to ride in the vehicle she operates? I may never look at her the same again.

Fall is Glorious

2009-11-02T08:40:00.000-08:00

I haven't written in a while but I today I just feel like I need to. Almost like it would be good for me to just write. So I think I am going to write about my favorite time of the year - FALL. Fall has always been my favorite season but in the last few years it has become BY FAR (abs) my favorite season. My reasons:

1. I love the cooler temperatures ranging from a little above freezing to the high 50's and low 60's.
2. I love the full moons and multi-colored trees.
3. I love football.
4. I love cider.
5. My favorite Holiday is in the Fall - Thanksgiving.
6. I love the new beginning that fall seems to bring me.
7. I love playoff baseball.
8. I love taking the girls around the neighborhood for trick or treating.
9. I love the sense of satisfaction I feel when the leaves are raked.
10. I love fires with friends on a chilly night.

I always feel more alive in autumn. As if I have this clearer vision of God, life, and my purpose on earth. I realize for others it is summer, spring, or for you real sick people - winter. But I love the seasons and how the earth changes and in some way how we change with it. The seasons roll on and the years continue to add up and I am learning more and more to create that space in life to enjoy the little things God brings our way. As Gretchen tells me, "to enjoy the little things." During the fall, I see more of these "little things" and all these little things begin to add up into a collection of memories to draw from for the not so good seasons in life. Below are some "little thing memories" for me from so far this fall.

Coffee, Chopped, & Myrtle Beach

2009-10-04T07:32:00.000-07:00

This morning I am drinking a sample cup of Starbucks VIA Ready Brew (or better known as instant coffee). Honestly...better than I expected but I believe I will continue on being a staple American and prefer brewed coffee. Maybe it is just in my head but it isn't the same. The taste isn't bad but the texture and finish of each sip just feels...well instant. For camping or other extreme circumstances where coffee is needed I would prefer this over other instant coffees but never will you hear me say, "You know what, don't go through the hassle of grinding up those fresh beans and brewing a glorious pot of coffee. Just boil up some water, pour that pouter into the cup, and stir. It tastes much better."

Over the lean summer months of television viewing my family and I have DVR'd on more than one occasion the show CHOPPED on the Food Network. The basic premise is you begin with four chefs. The first timed round is the appetizer. They have a set amount of time to take three random ingredients and turn it into an appetizer for the three judges. The judges critique the chefs based on presentation, creativity, and taste. The bottom appetizer is "chopped" and they move on to the entree round. Following this round someone else is "chopped" until there are two chefs left for the dessert round. Following the dessert round the final competitor is chopped and one person is left as the "chopped" champion. This past Friday night the girls (Isabelle & Tori) competed in a Chopped challenge where Mace and I were the judges. Gretchen took pictures so I will allow her the privilege of telling you exactly what happened on her blog. Lets just say I had more than enough sugar intake on Friday.

Heading to Myrtle Beach next Sunday for a week with my sister Katie's family. We have been talking about this trip for like 3-4 years and it is finally going to happen. The girls have never seen the ocean yet so it will be a wonderful trip (except for the 2600 miles in the van driving there and back!!!).

Summer - 2009

2009-09-07T19:35:00.000-07:00

With college football beginning late last week and today being Labor Day, I say goodbye to summer. I know officially we have a few more weeks but after Labor Day it always feels like fall for me. Personally, I don't mind. I love fall. It is my favorite season of the year - the beautiful colors of trees, football, apple cider, Thanksgiving (my favorite Holiday), sweatshirts, etc. But before I get ahead of myself looking to the future, I thought I would say goodbye to June, July, and August. Here are some of my favorite moments from the summer:

Annapolis, MD - A beautiful little gem of a city we stumbled upon while visiting D.C.

Sitting on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial with my family and looking at the lights of D.C.

Reconnecting with friends in Clarks Summit, PA.

Norwich, NY - Great conversations with Woody Evans and Eric Beavers over a fire along with an amazing lunch in the cabin porch. Oh...and I milked a cow.

Columbus, Ohio - To me, the most beautiful place in the world because I love the people that live there.

Grand Ole Creamery - The coconut chip ice cream is amazing!

Iowa State Fair - It took me 15 years of knowing Gretchen and her family but I finally made it to the greatest fair in the U.S.

GC Shooting Clinic - I love giving back to our community and I love teaching basketball. It was a great joy to have our good friends the Chapmans with us for a week as well.

MN Visits - My sister Penny and her family came for a visit. We went to the zoo and dug through Taco John's trash together. Raymond Lines made an unexpected visit to the cities. It was a real blessing to have him here for a few days. There were also various visits from the Iowa Staffords/Frys/Baker clan.

So goodbye summer and hello fall. The seasons continue to roll and the collection of memories are getting greater. I am blessed by God to know Him and His children He intersected my life with.

Banana Butt

2009-08-19T16:16:00.000-07:00

I still love Banana Butt Cheerios but I am on a different kick currently - HONEY KIX. And just in case you're wondering they are still "Kid-Tested, Mother-Approved!"

I highly recommend them.

A great cause

2009-08-11T15:39:00.001-07:00

Last year my friend Dan Occhiogrosso dribbled (yes I wrote "dribbled"...a basketball) the New York City Marathon to raise funds and awareness for aids orphans in South Africa. Since the time of the NYC race other runners have dribbled various races ranging from 5k's to other full marathons. Each runner raised funds and awareness for a social injustice that they are passionate about. This group of people are networked together by the name Dribble The World. Now Ashley Ten Kate will dribble the NYC half-marathon with the goal of ending sex slave trafficking. I encourage you to at least check out this LINK to watch a video on sex slave trafficking and see how you can potentially be involved.

On a personal note, I need to quit making excuses and dribble a race in the next 18 months. I have a few charities in mind that I would like to raise funds for. Anyone want to commit to a race with me? I know of a certain couple in NC that have been training hard.

Happy Birthday Gretchen

2009-07-13T19:09:00.001-07:00

My beautiful wife celebrates her birthday today (along with Eric). The picture above sums up one of the million reasons why I love Gretchen - she constantly puts everyone else ahead of her. She finds more joy in someone else's good fortune than any good thing that happens to her. She is a steady reminder for me of Jesus' words - "He who wants to be great will be a servant of all".

This is what I wrote in her birthday card:

I celebrate beauty when I look in your eyes

I celebrate joy as I hear you laugh

I celebrate peaceful feelings in your loving embrace

I celebrate kindness every time you serve

I celebrate goodness every September 20

I celebrate life when we go on adventures

I celebrate creativity as I read your thoughts

I celebrate you for in you I see God

I celebrate God because He created You

Happy Birthday Babe!

Touching Teets

2009-07-08T07:11:00.000-07:00

Most are aware my family and I have been gone for about 3 weeks traveling out east to PA, NY, D.C., and Ohio. We shared many adventures with friends and family but nothing compares cross-culturally to my hands touching a cow's...well you know - look at the title. This is my good buddy Adam Evans. But I know him as Woody.

Woody grew up on a farm and as of about six weeks ago he became a farmer by trade. So Woody is used to cow poop, milking, checking to see if animals are in heat, etc. Me...not so much. I grew up on the west side of Columbus where the only animals I saw regularly were dogs and cats. So while I was at Woody's in Norwich he wanted me to experience a bit of his daily chores...mainly milking the cows. I, of course, had no idea what this process was like so Woody decided to use my fingers as the training object. We had a good laugh.

Here is the real lesson that took place the morning of the chores:

Here are the steps:

1. Clean off the teets with this special cleaning agent. You just dip the teets in the stuff (no touching the teets yet).
2. Wipe off the teets with a paper towel (still no hand to teet touching).
3. Squeeze some milk out of the teets to make sure it is OK (now the first touch).
4. Hook the teets up to the vacuuming agent (pictures above) for the milking.

Now when people found out the machine actually milks the cows they questioned my true milking experience. They thought I had to manually milk the cows to get credit. Whether a machine or I milk the cows is not the issue for me. It was that first touch of the cows private area. Come on! Look at those things!

So don't devalue my milking chores. I, for the first time, became intimate with a cow for the sake of milk. This was a major moment in my city boy life. I must confess it felt good as Woody and I stood at the edge of the barn and looked out on that beautiful upstate NY countryside after doing a little work. There is something about farm life. Not sure I am the man to claim farming as a profession, but doing some chores every now and again with a great friend is something I welcome.

And the milk was great. That's right - I had milk straight from the cow. It was thick and glorious. I even made Gretchen try it. And for those of you that know Gretchen - that is an accomplishment. She won't even drink milk from the grocery store.

Random

2009-06-07T05:38:00.000-07:00

It has been a month since my last post so I thought I would take a few moments to list some random things:

Yesterday I roofed (pronounced like a dog making a noise by the way) in the rain. Very interesting project to do in the rain. But everyone is still alive. Heading back there in a few minutes.

I'm freaking 34 years old today. If I were a professional athlete my career would either be on the serious downside or I would already be retired. Good thing that NBA or NFL thing didn't work out. And I still think Rob's post about his birthday is one of the most depressing blog posts ever written.

I received a text last night from my good old mother-in-law Pat at 10:53. The text said she was at Relay for Life praying and thinking about my sister. That really meant a lot to me.

Macie owns me. I woke up this morning to her next to me...laying on her side with her hands tucked underneath that cute little fat face of hers. I could have laid there for hours.

I just read Psalm 29 and I again am blown away by the power and majesty of God.

The Cincinnati Reds are over .500 and it is June.

I just finished a bowl of Banana Nut Cheerios and I still love them despite the hatred inflicted upon them by my friends and family.

I'm very much looking forward to a trip next week that will land my family and me in Ohio, PA, and NY with a 2-3 day trip to Washington D.C. as well. It will be really good to see old friends and family.

That's it for now. Got to go roof.

You have to try these

2009-05-07T15:04:00.000-07:00

It only took one bowl this afternoon for lunch, but I am pretty confident in saying Banana But Cheerios is my new favorite cereal. Cookie Crisp has held that title for approximately 27 years but it is time for a new champion. My good friend Cliff tried to sway me towards Honey Nut Cheerios five or so years ago and I have to admit...Honey Nut Cheerios are pretty darn good. But the Banana Nut version of the cheerios explodes with flavor. This delicious flavor partnered with a higher nutritional value than cookie crisp caused me to officially go public with this information of a Number One transfer of power. If you haven't had a bowl yet - immediately stop what you are doing - go to the nearest grocery store - and buy a box of amazement. I encourage you bargain shoppers to go against your trained instincts and buy a box even if they are not on sale (yes - I just typed that Gretchen). You are welcome now in advance for the recommendation. My breakfasts and lunches will never be the same. My only job now is to hide the box from my wife and girls (like I do my toothpaste - another story). These cheerios must be enjoyed with milk.

OSU Spring Game

2009-04-27T07:04:00.000-07:00

Most schools (cough-cough-MN-cough-cough) would be thrilled to see 65,000 fans show up to watch their teams play on a Saturday in October. Two days ago, on an April Saturday in Columbus, 95,772 fans showed up to watch the Buckeyes Scarlet-Gray Spring game. OSU fans are either demented or extremely passionate. Probably a little of both.

My latest passion

2009-04-20T08:49:00.001-07:00

I can't get enough of that guitar. With Dan as my maestro master I am learning new things each week.

A Confession

2009-04-17T08:28:00.000-07:00

I feel I need to be honest today...especially to my friend Tara. I am a stickler for Christmas celebrations beginning AFTER (abs) Thanksgiving. I don't approve of pre-Thanksgiving celebrations EVER (abs). With that background I must confess something. This morning I was studying for my talky-talk on Sunday and was listening to an album on my itunes. When the album finished the next songs in my itunes began to play. It started with "God Rest Ye Merry Gentleman" by Barenaked Ladies & Sarah McLachlan and then rolled into "Carol of the Bells" by BarlowGirl. By the time "Born to Die" was playing by Bebo Norman I was captivated by Christmas cheer. I couldn't stop listening to Christmas music! I had to leave my office to get away from the music before I began thinking about presents to buy for Christmas, 2009 and running to Starbucks for a Peppermint Mocha. What a strangle hold Christmas can place on someone. Especially when I was caught with my defenses down. I'm not sure if I have any excuses post Thanksgiving Christmas Celebration brothers & sisters. Maybe since it is April this could simply qualify as post-Christmas festivities???

2009-03-27T10:50:00.000-07:00

My friend Karen took this picture Gretchen sneakily snapped of The Mace and I and wrote a little poem about it. Thought I would share it here. I know the words to the poem must be what Mace thinks about me all day long. Well...in between thoughts of Moose A. Moose, dups, puppy, cereal, bars, Max & Ruby, chips, and phones.

A little March Madness

2009-03-21T07:52:00.001-07:00

There is only one thing worse than watching your favorite team get beat in 2 OT's by a school with an enrollment of 3000 students - being at the game watching your favorite team get beat in 2 OT's by a school with an enrollment of 3000 students. The atmosphere of March Madness was electric...just not the kind of "electric" I wanted to be a part of.

MLB Picks

2009-03-12T18:23:00.000-07:00

For Matt (I love how my wife takes shots at my team on your blog by the way).

AL EAST

Probably the toughest division for me to call. I could honestly see the Yankees, Red Sox, or Rays winning this division. All of them made improvements to the rosters. The Yanks with Teixeira, Sabathia, and Burnett. The Red Sox added Brad Penny and John Smoltz and will get Mike Lowell back. I think adding Pat Burrell was a great addition for the Rays. But since the point of this is to make picks I'm going to go with the much hated Yankees. I honestly think all of the Arod nonsense benefits the newer Yankees. There isn't as much focus on the "how will they perform in NY" deal so I expect big numbers from Teixeira and Sabathia. This will be a tight divisional race and I think the Wild Card will come out of this division. But more on that later.

AL CENTRAL

I think this is one of the easiest divisions to call. The White Sox will fade from last year's performance. The Indians will be better but not good enough. The Twins are the team to win this division. Crede is a big addition but they were so young last year and all of that talent is back - Gomez, Span, and the starting rotation will be better. And don't forget Cuddeyer (sp.?) is back. I think they will win the division by 7+ games.

AL WEST

I agree with Matt that the A's will be better. Adding Holiday and an aging but still will hit 30 HR's Giambi will help put more Runs on the board. And Matt is right, who even knows the names of their five starting pitchers but they will perform. A's pitchers are always solid. But I don't think they have enough to get past the Angels. They have a great manager and too much veteran leadership to not get it done. Lackey & Santana anchor a solid starting unit of pitchers as well.

Wildcard - I'm going to go with the Red Sox holding off the A's and Rays. I think the Rays will hit a collective Sophomore kind of slump. There was too much magic last year to see it repeated again.

NL EAST

This is a tough division to call because I really believe it depends on how effective Chase Utley will be coming off of the surgery. He is the heart and soul of that team. But I really believe the Mets significantly upgraded with KRod. I can't believe a team could collapse down the stretch three seasons in a row...especially with KRod anchoring that bullpen and the addition of J.J. Putz. And you can't say something about the Mets without mentioning they have the best starter in baseball - Santana. I'm picking the Mets. The Braves have too many holes and Chipper Jones can't carry the team when he is only playing 450 games a year. If Florida's top of the rotation starters can stay healthy, they have a shot. They do have Fantasy Stud Hanley Ramirez as well.

NL CENTRAL

Although I genuinely believe my beloved Reds will be better they simply do not have enough power to contend. Jay Bruce will become more of a stud this year and the Starting Pitching will be solid (it has been a long time since I could go into a season saying the Reds starting pitching would be "solid"). Aaron Harang will not duplicate last year's debacle. They shored up the middle defensively by adding Willy T. in center, Ramon Hernandez at catcher and getting Gonzalez back at short from his entire season on the DL last year. But again...not enough power. OK - I will stop talking about my Reds because they won't win the division. This division is pretty weak honestly so I'm just going to pick the Cardinals. The Astros are marginal and the Brewers lost too much to repeat last year's magic (except Ryan Braun is a stud!).

NL WEST

Although I want to choose the Diamondbacks, I am picking the Dodgers. Not much to say about this division.

NL WILDCARD - Philadelphia

So a quick Review:

AL EAST - Yankees
AL CENTRAL - Twins
AL WEST - Angels
AL WILDCARD - Red Sox

NL EAST - Mets
NL CENTRAL - Cardinals
NL WEST - Dodgers
NL WILDCARD - Phillies

World Series Prediction - The MLB playoffs are so unpredictable. I think it is why I truly love baseball. Every year I could honestly see almost any team that makes the post season running the table. But I'm going to predict 2009 is 1986 all over again with the Mets defeating the Red Sox.

OK - this is my longest post EVER (Abs). Chuck - you're up. Put that research paper to the side and get some predicting done. Any other predictions are welcome as well.

(Editorial Note - I am too lazy tonight to proofread so I am sorry for mispelled words & names along with improper grammar).

Donuts With Dad

2009-03-06T09:41:00.000-08:00

Normally Gretchen gets to do these posts but I asked her to allow me the honor. Today is a day that not only my girls look forward to but I do as well. As I began entering this post I realized that I am now halfway done with Tori's donuts with dad adventures (3 done, 3 more left). I am a little sad all of the sudden. They definitely grow up quickly. Ponsi was incredibly excited all week about this morning. I would like to believe this excitement is because of the "dad" side of "donuts with dad" but knowing Isabelle's passion for "donuts", I'm thinking that has a little more to do with it.

Anyway, I am proud to go into Washburn Elementary holding the hands of my girls. They are good kids! I am thankful for the teachers and admins there who display their love of children with friendly smiles and enthusiastic voices.

Prayer Room

2009-02-27T05:15:00.000-08:00

The Normandale students decided to participate in another "Twenty-Four". From 4:00 pm yesterday until 4:00 pm today students have been coming in and out of my basement (the sight of the prayer room) every hour to be alone with God. We even had 2-3 students pray through the night (midnight - 6:00 am) in here. Now I know there isn't anything extra special or significant in a prayer room. It isn't as if God exists solely in the cement walls of this prayer room. BUT (Abs) there is no denying that something special happens when people enter this set-apart kind of place. I'm not sure how to describe it but there is a sense of joy & contentment on people's faces when they leave. Last night I settled the all-night crew in at midnight (showed them where the bathroom is, reminded them I had three little girls upstairs sleeping and they better not think of being loud enough to wake them up, etc.). As I explained these little rules to them and prayed over them before I headed to bed you could just sense their excitement to get started. I took a 6:00 - 8:00 am shift this morning so I had the privilege of seeing them on the front and back end of their six hour shift. Two of the guys had to leave a little early so there was one guy in here when I walked in at 5:59. When I saw him I was moved. There he was on his knees...talking with God. I asked him how it was and although he looked beat-down tired he just smiled and said, "It was awesome". In Matthew 6 Jesus challenged his listeners to be careful concerning your motives in "practicing your righteousness". He then goes on to use three illustrations of righteousness-practicing (can I say that grammatically?) - giving, prayer, and fasting. Jesus says, when speaking of prayer and fasting,that if you pray and fast with the true desire to be heard & seen by Him rather than those that are watching -- "He will reward you". I really believe the "reward" is simply Him. God is the reward! In God is life, peace, joy, happiness, shelter, strength to endure, compassion to love, truth, contentment, grace, mercy, patience, kindness, gentleness, goodness, and faithfulness. The prayer-room experience is not to replace the spontaneity of prayer by confining it to a room. It serves as a catalyst to remind us of our need of God so we can see & connect with Him all day long. Because if we are connected to Him, moment by moment, I have to believe we will live out our faith in Him in a more dynamic way.

2009-02-16T21:36:00.000-08:00

I decided to spend some time over my lunch today at the Nature Center in Bloomington. The picture here is from my laptop so it isn’t the greatest but it at least gives you a little glimpse of the view I took in. You may not be able to tell but there are two wild turkeys above the log in the picture. There were plenty of squirrels digging for nuts and all kinds of beautiful birds flying around as well. In the room where I was sitting they have a few speakers piping in sound from outside. It is a great way to hear nature from the warmth of a heated room. In moments like this it is easier to put the Psalmists words into action – “Be still and know that I am God.” I have found that during those spans in my life where I am intentional in carving out space from my busy life to simply sit and be with God a peace and reassurance of His love resonates with me more tangibly. Here are a few of my “be still” locations in the Twin Cities:

My back patio on a spring, summer, or fall day following yard work.

A moment or two at night in my driveway when I exit my car. I have always loved staring at the stars.

The Bloomington Nature Center

St. Paul Cathedral

A run around the neighborhood

Sitting on a porch swing at Centennial Lakes

Normandale Lake

Lake Nakomis

Plymouth Millennium Garden

Signing Day

2009-02-06T07:52:00.001-08:00

Well this slipped my mind until my sports-enthusiast friend ABS (abs) pointed my attention to the fact that signing day was Wednesday. She has really taken an interest in college football and spent all of Wednesday watching ESPN U (abs). She informed me that OSU was number 4 in most polls nationwide for the top recruiting class and number 1 in the scouts.com poll. You can find that information HERE.

The bottom line is that without talent, your team has an incredibly difficult time being a top ten program in college football. It is good to know those top recruits are still signing with the Bucks. They signed some very athletic football players out of Florida including Chris Carter's son Duron. Ohio State has a great reputation of developing wide receivers (like Super Bowl MVP Santonio Holmes) so it will be fun to watch Carter's game expand and grow.

Anyway, thanks Abs for helping me out. I would be a lost fan without you.

Perspective

2009-01-28T21:28:00.001-08:00

I run into some pretty abnormal circumstances during my many hours at coffee shops each week. This morning I was asked by a lady in my section at the Panera to wear this pin. I took the picture with photo booth on my macbook so you may not be able to read it. It says, "Today is Earl's 80th". Some guy named Earl turned 80 today and there was a table of 10-12 people very excited about it. So excited that they were unashamedly asking perfect strangers to wear those pins. So Earl came into the restaurant and everyone wished him a happy birthday...including me. Some guy even took a picture of me with the pin on so Earl could remember his special day.

Today was also "free coffee day" at Panera. They were giving free coffee so people could donate towards the "Make a wish" foundation. I looked at the person being featured for this particular make a wish program and it was a little 3-year-old girl battling leukemia. She wanted to go to Disneyworld so Panera and Make a Wish were trying to see this reality come true. So in one restaurant this morning there was a birthday party for an 80 year-old man and a charitable organization assisting a 3 year-old fighting to live. As I pondered this, I was reminded once again how fragile & unpredictable life is.

My sister was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer 14 days ago. Just like December 7, 1941 and 9/11 forever changed our country, January 14 changed my family's life. I mean EVERYTHING (abs) changed that day. With one phone call from my dad, my perspective immediately changed. Trivial things became instantly magnified as not very important and priorities were properly realigned. The bottom line is I know a few things better now than I did 15 days ago. I know I love Jesus and want to make a difference in this world for His good. I love Gretchen and my three little girls. I love my mom, dad, three sisters, three brother-in-laws, a ton of nephews and nieces, and everyone on Gretchen's side of the family. I love my church and am very excited about how God may use the GC to impact our community and beyond. I love my involvement at Normandale and how God is initiating His Kingdom there. So my days look and feel different. I want to be with those I'm blessed to share life with. I want to connect with God as much as possible in prayer. I want to cherish each moment of every day. I can't relive the past and I'm not guaranteed tomorrow so I better just live in the present and be thankful for my next breathe.

Stringing the Guitar

2009-01-20T06:32:00.000-08:00

If you want a laugh at my expense, check out the video my friend Dan Halvorsen produced on my church's website.

I thought Minnesotans were tough?

2009-01-16T06:51:00.000-08:00

When I moved here in 2004 I was told how tough Minnesotans were when it comes to the cold. Well that myth was shattered last night when we, the proud parents of students at Washburn Elementary, received an automated phone call that Bloomington Public Schools would close their doors today due to the COLD (abs). I guess Minnesotans are tough until it is -22 degrees over night. I may have to reconsider where I live if my children are going to be raised in such a soft environment. I want them to grow up resilient and tough as nails. Ponsi is the epitome of toughness and I don't want that ruined.

Tagged Deal

2009-01-04T21:00:00.000-08:00

I have no idea if I followed the directions correctly but somehow I stumbled upon this picture...

The day after Thanksgiving in 2008 we drove to Iowa to visit Gretchen's grandparents who were visiting family from Florida. This is who Tori was named for - Gretchen's grandma Victoria. Since they live in Florida this is the only time Tori got to meet her great grandma. This is a pretty special picture.

I tag Eric, Eric, Eric, and Eric. I heard he really likes to do these things (there isn't a rule on retagging right?).

Seven Pounds

2008-12-30T13:33:00.000-08:00

Chuck and I watched Seven Pounds last week while we were in Des Moines. The movie stars Will Smith and Woody Harrelson among others. I think it is a movie that will cause you to think and will offer plenty of conversation pieces with those that have seen it. It is hard to describe much, if any, of the plot without giving it away so I will refrain. The writer does a wonderful job of allowing you to kind of get what is going on but not quite being able to piece it completely together. Seven Pounds is a complex story of redemption, forgiveness, good, evil, sacrifice, and love. If you get a chance to view it, let me know. I would love to talk about it with you.

I'm back after a day off

2008-12-26T10:04:00.001-08:00

Even though Eric insists on verbally assaulting me with his sarcastic comments, I will still honor him with another post. Currently I am sitting in Hollander, drinking an Americano, and eating a cheese pastry. Hollander is a quaint little cafe in Altoona, IA owned by a Dutch fella. Chuck is reading a book about people that lived to be 100 and Tori is acting like a 28 year-old business woman...drinking her Caramel Steamer and looking at magazines.

Yesterday was a good day! We had a quiet morning with a brunch Gretchen whipped up around 10:00. She made cinnamon rolls and quiche along with fresh fruit, coffee, and Orange Juice. Around noon Robbie, Emily, and Ava came over and we began opening presents. I can't believe how patient Tori and Isabelle were while waiting for the Bakers to arrive. Following gifts we had a wonderful Christmas dinner with twice-baked bake potatoes, steak, salad, and cornbread muffins. We worked that meal off playing a little Wii (well at least a small fraction of the meal). Gretchen barely took down Tori in boxing but was humbled in guitar hero when she was booed off the stage twice. The night ended with a viewing of "Dan in Real Life". Gary and Pat have never seen it and I knew it would be a hit with Stafford (my name for Gary). I am thankful for wonderful in-laws. I have in-laws that I not only can get along with but have also grown to love. I know there are many who can't say the same. They dread holidays because it means being with people they don't particularly care for. I couldn't imagine living like that.

Today is a wonderful day to simply relax. Chuck and I got up and went to a gym here in Altoona. We needed to work off many Christmas bonus calories. The rest of the day looks is looking like minor day after Christmas shopping, a possible mid-day movie, and some more Wii at night.

I hope you had a great Christmas as well.

Day four honor Eric Holiday Week blah blah blah

2008-12-24T14:16:00.000-08:00

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE!

It has been a good run but it was time for the facial hair to go. Since 1999 my chin has only felt fresh air once. In a moment of weakness in 2001 I shaved it off. The night I shaved I went to Blockbuster and ran into my good buddy Cliff. He laughed uncontrollably and kept saying to the Blockbuster employees to watch me and make sure I don't rent Rated R movies since I was under 18. After that ridicule I immediately grew it back.

This time I think I will try and make it last a little longer. I got out of the shower this morning and thought, "I'm going to shave it off right now." I grabbed my trimmers and clipped away immediately before I had second thoughts. When I walked out of the bathroom Gretchen peered at me for a while and said she will need a week to decide if she likes it or not. The girls screamed and Ponsi said "Ooooo...Daddy looks weird". They have never seen their daddy without hair on his face. So who knows...maybe it will only stay off for a short season or maybe not. I guess I will wait for my wife's one week judgment call.

Day Three in Honor Eric - known as the blog exaggerator - Week

2008-12-23T21:01:00.000-08:00

Tonight we celebrated our own little family's Christmas. We rotate between Ohio & Iowa each year for Christmas so a few years back we started a tradition for our own family. This tradition is the night before we drive to our Christmas destination we open presents at our house. The presents we open are from whichever family we are not visiting (so Iowa presents if we go to Ohio and vice versa...i think you get the drift) and our presents to each other. Tonight we began our evening by taking Christmas goodies to each of our neighbors. The girls took them up to each door and said "Merry Christmas". Our neighbors are good people and they each adore the girls. It has been great to continue building relationships with all of them. Anyways...our evening continued by dining at Applebees. What says Merry Christmas (or "Happy Christmas" if your Ponsi) better than "eating good in the neighborhood"? I guess I should confess that we had a gift card there so it worked just fine. Following Applebees we headed home to open presents. The girls take the presents from our Christmas tree in one room

and carry them to the room with the fireplace. That is where the unwrapping action takes place. The night was wonderful and filled with many memories. Memories such as Ponsi giving crafts she designed specifically for each person in the family. She drew me a "hat that football players where" (that's called a helmet Abs). Other memories abounded like Tori opening the doll she has asked for since October, or the girls excited about the devotional books we got them, or Gretchen's face lighting up every time one of her girls became excited, or the Mace walking around with her brand new Dora toothbrush (the picture of her crying is when we made her put it away). So it was an amazing night. I'm blessed beyond measure and I praise God for allowing me the honor of celebrating Jesus' birth with four beautiful girls. These are the type of posts Gretchen normally does for the family so I won't put too many pictures. I'm sure within the next week there will be many more for your viewing pleasure.

Day two of honor Eric week

2008-12-22T20:51:00.000-08:00

Although I tease Tara lovingly about her obsession with Christmas music, I myself love Christmas music as well. Currently I have a nice little playlist going on my itunes featuring many of my favorite Christmas albums. My friend Dan Halvorsen recently said the great thing about Christmas music is that you only sing them once or twice a year so you don't ever get sick of them. That thought is why Christmas albums from artists such as Stephen Curtis Chapman, Michael W. Smith, and Jewel still find their spot in the rotation alongside of newer albums from Josh Groban and Sarah McLaughlin. But there is one album I hold higher than any other. I realize that I open myself to much ridicule for admitting this but for sentimental reasons I can't find an album that tops good old Gene Autry, The Christmas Cowboy's, Christmas album. I mean come on...how can you top his renditions of "Rudolph", "Silver Bells", and ever famous "Whirly Bird"? It is the first album I listen to every Christmas season while we decorate the tree and it will be playing tomorrow night when my family opens gifts together before the trip to Iowa. I don't think I could consider it Christmas time without Gene being in the mix.

One of my favorites

2008-12-21T20:46:00.000-08:00

On a comment left by Eric Beavers on my beautiful wife's blog I was accused of a few things:

#1 - I am a judgmental blogger. To that I confess I am judgmental of Eric's blog. I enjoy internet feuds with him.

#2 - Eric blogs "8 times more frequently than me." Now maybe Eric does blog "8 times more frequently than me" or maybe he is slightly (or majorly) exaggerating.

BUT (abs) in response to his accusations, I decided I would commit myself to one blog entry for every day of this wonderful Holiday week in honor of Eric.

Sooooo...

This may very well be my favorite book of all time. My roommate from college, Mr. Stephen Salvigsen, bought me this book our Sr. Year and I have tried to read it every Christmas season. If you have never read it, I highly recommend giving it a shot. It is not too lengthy and the author, Jim Bishop, paints a beautiful picture of the humble scenery, feelings, hardships, and unbelievable joy the day of Jesus' birth brought to mankind. So start a fire in the fire place, grab a strong cup of coffee, and cozy up with this book. You will be glad you did!

This is a summary/review from myshelf.com of the book that will give you a better glimpse into Bishop's writing.

There have always been questions about the birth of Christ. Even the apostles are scarce on the details of what really happened during Joseph and Mary’s voyage to Jerusalem. What really happened on that night? What could it have been like? Bishop takes a stab at answering some of these questions in the deeply moving book, “The Day Christ was Born.” Written in narrative fashion, Bishop’s view of the birth of Christ offers a dauntingly real perspective on the beginning of a new chapter in Christianity. Bishop takes us on Mary and Joseph’s journey as they deal with the very real world of living under Herod’s rule, as well as Mary’s connections with her family and her cousin Elizabeth, soon to be John the Baptist’s mother.

The life of Christ has always been a fascinating mystery for me. I love the fact that, in this book, I can go step-by-step with them and feel what they might’ve felt. The ideas in this book are only theory, but they are very realistic and based off of what information, both biblical and historical, that is available to study. Bishop has done a masterful job at recreating the first 24 hours of Jesus’ life. Beautiful work. Well done.

Legos

2008-12-19T14:44:00.000-08:00

This is my little Macie last week in Lego Land at the MOA. Her cute little pudgy face lit up when she saw all of the legos and realized they were for her pleasure. It wasn’t like other stores where she was constantly told, “No Macie. Don’t touch that Mace.” Nothing was out of bounds (well except for the creations other kids were building). Now Mace is just a little over 2 years old so her lego masterpiece basically consisted of a wall. She would simply stack the pieces on top of each other as high as they would go. Every now and again she would get stuck so I would help get her piece on. When the glorified lego walls would get pretty high she would turn around, look at me, and with a very excited voice say, “We did it dad! We did it!” Over and over again for about an hour this happened – Stack the legos high…”We did it dad! We did it!”…wall would crumble, start over.

Hearing the cry “We did it dad! We did it!” made me think of my life a little bit. I, like most people, are building things every day. I am not speaking literally here obviously. I can’t build anything. But we are building something with our lives. We are building companies, faith, families, communities, churches, etc. In my life I’m a part of building the Kingdom of God on campus, building a ministry, building a family, building a church, building friendships, building spirituality, etc. And just as Mace had me to help her with her lego-building, I have the help of my Father. I want to rely on my Father, believing He ultimately is THE (abs) builder. I am simply the faithful servant, working hard while trusting Him. I’ve had a few moments like Mace over the last several years where I could look at God and say, “We did it Abba! We did it!” I long for more of those moments. Moments where dreams are realized, visions become reality, and building projects are completed. Moments like “Well done good and faithful servant. You were faithful.” So I’ll keep building, knowing my Father is near…cheering and assisting me. Waiting to hear me say, “We did it Dad! We did it!” so He can say, “Yes we did son. We did!”

Feeling pretty bad

2008-12-11T06:13:00.000-08:00

Over the course of the last two or three months I have thrown my back out 3 times playing basketball. I have no idea how or why this is happening other than the fact I must be getting old and decrepid (sp.?). I just know every time I do this the pain increases each time. It usually takes me like four or five days to feel pretty normal again. It has been about 4 weeks since the last setback. Well last night I was playing in my Rosemount league and I did it again. By the time I got home I could just feel the lower back tightening up and the pain steadily increasing. This morning it literally took me about 5 minutes to get out of bed. I can barely walk and I can't bend over to get anything. But all of this physical pain pales in comparison to how bad I feel emotionally because I let my Tors down. Today is Isabelle's birthday so Tori and I had a plan to get up early and sneak out to buy Ponsi her favorite sprinkled donut. Tori was then going to wake Ponsi up and bring her downstairs to see the birthday surprise. But when the alarm went off I couldn't get out of bed and there is no way I could make it to the grocery store and back (unless I had about 3 hours!).

Now Tori wasn't mad but the disappointment on her face this morning pierced me pretty good. I have never felt so helpless before in my life. I'm a pretty stubborn man and usually can will myself to do anything but this morning I simply could not. What's worse is that Isabelle and I are supposed to have a special lunch together today for her birthday. As I sit here now I can't see how this will be possible, but I'm going to try and make it. If not, I may be disappointing two girls today.

So maybe I should say goodbye to basketball and find another activity to keep me busy. I already gave up the gym for a bowflex. Wow! Whatever manhood I had is slowly depleting before my eyes.

My Ponsi Birthday Girl

My Thanksgiving List

2008-12-01T09:06:00.000-08:00

There is a Miller Thanksgiving tradition of sharing what we are thankful for from the past calendar year. This always happens in between the turkey & sides and the consuming of pumpkin pie, peacan pie, and texas fudge cake. Here is my list from this year...

I am thankful for my God – Father, Jesus, & Holy Spirit:

• Every good and perfect gift comes from the Father.
• Jesus came to seek and save that which was lost.
• Jesus said it was better that He leaves so we could receive the Comforter.
• Because you said “Seek ye first the Kingdom of God and all these things will
be added unto you.”

My family:

• Gretchen – You are my rock, friend, and companion in life. I am so lucky to
have you. You teach me to appreciate the little things in life where God
rains blessings on our family – a walk around Centenial Lakes, a Jr. Frosty,
the pumpkin patch, a movie at home, a fire in the fireplace, smores, sleeping
in till 8:00, & Saturday morning family breakfast.
• Tori – I am thankful for your genuine spirit. I’m thankful to see you happy
when you serve.
• Isabelle – I’m thankful for your dimple and those wonderful hugs.
• Mace – I’m thankful for the overflowing life that spills out of you.
• Dad & mom – You are a splendid example of what a marriage should be.
• Sisters – You unknowingly taught me how to relate with women & girls.
• Brother-in-laws – You are all great men of God that love my sisters (your
wives) as Christ loved the church.
In-Laws - I am blessed with in-laws that I not only love...but actually enjoy
spending time with.

Consumed Ministries – Consumed gives me the freedom to proclaim “life” all over the world.

GC – I love the people of the GC and how God is working in all of our lives.

Ritah – She has refreshed my spirit and God used her to convince me things can change at Normandale.

Random things this week:

• The sounds of laughter from my girls and their grandma playing games.
• Seeing Jesse laugh.
• Watching Ray smile with a humble-pride when I told him about Tori’s Veteran’s
Day.
• Minelli’s pizza
• Drawings for DJ & Katie’s new house.
• Tara saying to me “Jamie…I miss your voice”.
• Seeing Mark & Tara leading a college & singles group.
• Hearing Macie play the piano.
• Holding Abraham James.
• Running through Riverbend.
• Seeing dad & mom still working with teens.
• Receiving a Thanksgiving Day card from Pat.
• Cheap gas for the ride home.
• The chance to buy Dennis’ kids McDonalds in Indianapolis.
• Sitting at this table today after three Thanksgivings away.

My frustrating afternoon

2008-11-19T14:25:00.000-08:00

I was pretty excited to get to Panera this afternoon and do some work until the following happened...

I was informed that I have about two months left to get paid for one of my part-time jobs in the Twin Cities unless I raise more support.

I had to fill out this detailed report for my superiors in one of my jobs. I hate filling out reports generally anyway and when you aren't exactly sure what the language of the questions is implying, it makes it that much more unbearable.

This one will take a bit of explaining - If you are a facebook user you understand the messaging feature on facebook. On more than one occasion I have written a rather detailed message to someone on facebook - hit send - and the internet suddenly goes out...losing the message. That drives me crazy! So I have adopted this process of hitting copy on my internet browser so if this happens I have the message saved. Back to my sucky afternoon - Today I was facebook messaging a few people in Germany about my trip there in 2009. When I hit send for the 2nd message I wrote, it seemed the internet was possibly going out. I thought to myself, "Oh crap. I didn't copy this message". So I rush to highlight the message and scroll down from edit to "copy" to save the message. But unfortunately I hit "paste" instead. So the previous message I wrote was pasted over top of the new message and then BAM - the message was sent. So message receiver "B" was sent a message originally written to receiver "A". I then had to perform the task of writing a new message to receiver "B" so they were aware of why I sent them a message addressed to receiver "A". I had to go through the whole copy-paste debacle and then rewrite the original message about my trip to Germany. So this time I hit "send" which leads me to the next part of my sucky afternoon

FACEBOOK BLOCKED ME - I received this popup message from facebook stating I was blocked from sending messages. They said I was sending too many messages through facebook. I felt like the CIA just busted me or I am some kind of internet SPAM junkie pushing Viagara. When I went to the page explaining how long my ban will be it said "maybe a few hours or maybe a couple of days". It also said that if I don't slow down the frequency of my messaging I could be "banned from facebook". Now let me make something clear - I am not a big facebook fan. I'd rather send E-mails and blog. I am what you call a reactionary facebook guy. I get my notifications - "Billy wants to be your friend". I get on facebook and hit "accept Billy" (even if I don't know who billy is) and then move on with my life. But recently I decided that if I was going to be on facebook I might as well embrace it and make the most of the opportunity for the type of work I'm involved with. And then this BAN happens.

So that is it for my ranting. Compared to world hunger and uncurable diseases my sucky afternoon is minor. I just needed to vent. Thank you for listening. And don't expect a facebook message from me for a while.

Sick & tired of it

2008-11-08T12:31:00.000-08:00

Why in the blog world does it seem if you are a Christian and voted red you only care about the issue of abortion and are not concerned about global poverty, the environment, and resolving war. AND if you are a Christian that voted blue, you are passionate about finding solutions for global poverty, the environment, and resolving war but you aren't concerned about protecting the lives of innocent unborn babies. I wish all followers of Jesus would stop labeling each other based on political parties and begin working together as the beautiful bride of Christ towards the renewal and restoration of all things.

Election Prayer

2008-11-03T08:44:00.000-08:00

A few years ago I somehow was placed on John Eldredge's Intercessory Prayer E-mail list. I received this one last week and I believe it is the best way to pray concerning our vote tomorrow. I thought I would share it with you. If you are like me you are pretty sick and tired of the political ads, talking points, and shenanigans of politicians. I also believe God establishes Kings (or presidents and house & Senate representatives) and kingdoms, so I am not fearful of the potential outcomes. But we as the church have a responsibility to follow Jesus in all aspects of life - even when it means casting votes. So I have been praying this prayer for me and others that claim to follow Jesus. You may want to consider praying it with me. Here it is:

Friends, my hunch is you already have been, but I’d be remiss if I didn’t ask you to be praying about next week’s elections. I think the prayer is simple, really: That God would constrain his people by his Spirit in them to do what is right. This is a good prayer because so many other things can motivate us, like fear, or the power of the advertising, all that gets thrown at us as an election approaches. Emotions are high, but I’m not sure clear thinking is. I wish I had the confidence that God’s people would not be phased by any of it, but we are human and sometimes we are swayed by things other than the Spirit of God. So that’s the prayer for this weekend, that God’s people would be moved by his Spirit and nothing else.

The Visitor

2008-10-24T19:47:00.000-07:00

I am about a week and 1/2 late on this one but Gretchen and I watched a movie a while back that I recommend. I know some of you have seen The Visitor while others of you slept through it (cough - eric - cough). But if you haven't viewed this film yet, I suggest you do. It begins a bit slow but then picks up. The plot deals with unexpected friendship, immigrant issues, and complicated love interests. Enjoy!

Please...NO!

2008-10-06T09:37:00.000-07:00

I am a big fan of Christmas, but come on! It is freakin October 6! This is what I saw at Office Max less than an hour ago when I went in to pick up paper and labels...

Filming at Normandale

2008-10-01T12:48:00.000-07:00

The Coen Brothers are filming at Normandale Community College this week. If you are unfamiliar with them, they are filmmakers from the cities that produced several movies including Oh Brother, Where Art Thou, Fargo, and No Country for Old Men. They have been filming their latest production A Serious Man in Bloomington over the last month. This film is supposed to reflect the childhood of the Coen Brothers growing up in St. Louis Park, MN.

Yesterday there were probably 7-10 trucks around Normandale full of filming equipment and what not. They have been filming in the library all week. I wish I had an unbelievable story to share about how I was selected to be an extra or something like that but nothing even remotely like this happened. But for at least a week, I am involved with ministry at Hollywood. That has to count for something maybe.

The Pianist

2008-09-19T06:07:00.000-07:00

I got home last night in between 11:30 - 12:00 after playing poker at Chuck's house. I wasn't ready for bed so I turned on the TV to unwind with Sportscenter or something like that. As I was flipping through the channels I stumbled upon the movie, The Pianist. I vaguely remember people talking about this movie a few years back so I began to watch it. Well 2 hours and 20 minutes later at 2:20 it finished and I was still sitting on the couch watching it. It has been a while since I have been sucked into a movie like that on a weeknight. Although I am a bit groggy this morning, I am glad I watched the film. Without giving much away I will simply list a few reasons why I appreciated the film and think you should watch it if you haven't already.

1. I am inspired by one man's desire to survive.
2. I am blown away at how one man's passion could give him such hope for a better future.
3. I am encouraged by the bravery and amazing love that friends and total strangers extended to a man in great need.
4. I am perplexed at how any human being could see no value in the life of another.
5. I am pissed at the devastation a war can havoc on massive groups of people.

I don't think it is in my soul anymore!

2008-09-13T20:37:00.001-07:00

Why I am the way I am

2008-09-13T07:56:00.001-07:00

I realize I am a bit fanatical when it comes to my love of the OSU Football team. Many of you have commented on it. I have heard things like "I brainwashed my wife and kids", etc. As a youngster my old man exposed me to the grandeur and pageantry that is Buckeye Nation. We would park about a mile or so away from the stadium in the Batelle parking lot and begin our walk towards football Mecca. There was always this point in the walk where we would turn the corner around this building and see it for the first time - the Horseshoe! As we would draw close to the stadium we would hear "O-H" - "I-0". There would be tailgaiting, footballs thrown around, scalpers, and plenty of scarlet & gray. 96,000 + fans (the stadium now holds 102,000) all descending to the Shoe for game day. I was lucky enough to go to games every year, including three years as season-ticket holder. I saw players like Chris Carter, Chris Speilman, Eddie George, Joey Galloway, Robert Smith, Troy Smith, James Laurinaitis, and Ted Ginn, Jr.

But today I was reminded why I am the way I am. I logged on to the good old Columbus Dispatch Sports section to read up for the OSU-USC game tonight. How many articles do you think they had about the game tonight? 10? That would be a lot, right? 10 articles about one game. 15? Seriously...that would be a lot of articles for one freakin game. 20? No way! 20 articles for one game. There had to be more going on in Columbus yesterday than to reserve that much ink for 20 articles on a football team. Well, you have to keep going up. 25? Nope. 26? 27? 28? 29? No, no, no, and no! There were 31 articles on the game today. Thirty-one articles on a football game in September. That my friends is why I am the way I am. You can't understand it unless you live there but Columbus, OH is simply obsessed with the OSU Buckeyes! It is THE culture of central Ohio. If you grow up there, you hear and see football 12 months a year. I had no chance. When Phil & Sue Miller moved to Columbus in the 1960's it was destiny for their only son to be a Buckeye. So I may have live in MN, but I can't take the Buckeye out of my soul. It follows me and I embrace it. I'm a Buckeye...for better or worse.

GO BUCKS!

Please Beanie

2008-09-10T06:02:00.001-07:00

If Beanie Wells is able to play effectively, the Bucks have a shot. If Beanie can't be Beanie because of that foot injury, it is going to be a very LONG (abs) night for fans like me.

GO BUCKS!

Struggling...

2008-09-02T06:53:00.000-07:00

My Ponsi just left for Kindergarten. I'm having a harder time with her heading off to school than I did with Tori. Not sure why really. Maybe Tori just always seems older and ready to conquer the world while Rons...well, she is just Ronsi. Maybe it is the dimple, or the fact she looks like her mama, or that she is always in her own little world, or that I'm afraid school will take away her ability to dream. But she is excited to go so I am excited for her. She promises to always stay my little girl so I will hold her to that.

Funny Side Story Though: As she walked down the stairs to go with Gretchen for her "practice day" she did slip and fall. If you know Isabelle, that wouldn't surprise you. She is the Ponsi Ronsi.

Nephew & Politics

2008-08-30T20:57:00.000-07:00

I have a new favorite nephew - Abraham JAMES (abs) Miller. Can you guess why he is my favorite?

All week I have been watching the Democratic National Convention and Gretchen has been hating it. She claims she isn't a big fan of politics. But the selection of McCain for Palin to run as the VP created a bit of interest in old Gretchen Miller. For "Family Friday Night" we decided to eat at CiCi's Pizza Buffet in Plymouth. But Gretchen wasn't exactly with the family. Sure she was there in body, but her mind and heart were glued to the TV behind our booth. What was on? Fox News. Hmmmmm, why would someone not interested in politics be reading the closed captioning on Fox News? I called her on it but she denied so I had to sneak a picture of her watching the TV with my phone. The proof is in the pudding.

Eric is a genius!

2008-08-25T20:28:00.001-07:00

My apple genie helped me again. This is my nameless nephew...

Uncle Again!

2008-08-25T19:04:00.000-07:00

My sister Penny gave birth to my newest nephew tonight. She has been in the hospital since Thursday with complications. The little fella was born four weeks early. I do not know his height and weight yet because as soon as he was born they took him to the NICU. My dad sent a picture of him to my phone but I can't get it transferred to my Mac. He looks like a cute little guy with the little monitor deals all over his belly. I have to refer to him as "little guy" and "little fella" because Penny and Dustin (my brother-in-law) do not have a name for him yet. If you knew them, this would not surprise you.

So between my family and Gretchen's, this makes nephew and niece number 14. I am blessed!

Now that's love

2008-08-22T06:20:00.000-07:00

Last night I was putting the older two girls to bed when spontaneous tickling began. (Ponsi is pretty much ticklish anywhere from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet while Tori is extremely ticklish right under her arms). Since I was the only one handing out the ticklish abuse, the girls began to strategize for their attacks on me. I hear Tori say, "Ronsi, I know where he is ticklish...in his armpits." Since I was laying there with a cut-off shirt on and hadn't showered yet following our GC Shooting Clinic (non airconditioned gymnasium), I intervened by saying, "Tori, don't tickle me there. It is sweaty and hairy." Tori replied, "I don't care. You're my daddy."

Ahhhhhh...what love! When will be the time my little girl know longer feels close enough to me to tickle my hairy, sweaty armpits?

Oh...and I didn't let her do it in case you were wondering.

Quote

2008-08-14T20:45:00.000-07:00

Since Eric promised a quote for the week but stopped after the 2nd week, I will try and pick up his slack. This one really resonated with me. I find myself at times serving the slave of production and business as well. I don't want to end up in the valley of "dry bones".

“We preach peace and radiate restlessness. The faith is refuted by the incredibility of those who proclaim it. We are perpetual producers, worshipping the god of production, which is why the valley of dry bones spreads all around us .” from Encounter with Spurgeon

211 Electric Street

2008-08-05T06:14:00.001-07:00

Well it has been a week now since Eric and I returned from PA/NY so I readily admit the trip report is a little late. Needless to say Eric and I spent A LOT (Abs) of time in Baby Blue but since it has been a week I am already forgetting how miserable the drive was. The Corolla was a gas-saving champ however. We were averaging anywhere from 36 - 42 miles per gallon on the trip! It was good to see Woody, Bethany, and the kids. They are doing really well. It was also great to visit with friends from PA. I realize more and more how much of an impact those people had on my life while I lived there.

A few explanations on the pictures:

The picture above is the home where we last lived before moving to MN. It was a double and we lived on the left hand side. Eric said I should have knocked on the door and asked to look inside but I thought that is something you do when you haven't seen a house for 40 years, not four.

The sign below was our target practice on Sunday afternoon's gun shooting festivity. I got to shoot and walk forward...my favorite gun-shooting move.

And my favorite picture is the one of the Christmas tree. This picture sums up the culture of Northeast PA. This was taken at an Arby's in Dupont, PA (about 15 miles from Clarks Summit). Remember, this picture was taken in JULY (Abs). I love the fact that even though the Arby's employees were too lazy to take down the tree, they still make the effort to turn on the lights every evening.

On the road again...

2008-07-23T19:55:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow afternoon Eric and I are cramming in "Baby Blue" (the girl's name for the Corolla). SIDE NOTE - it isn't very manly to drive around a car entitled "baby blue". Oh well, it is good on gas mileage. END OF SIDE NOTE - We are heading to PA/NY for Consumed. Airline tickets are outrageous currently so we are trying to do the wise but much more inconvenient thing in driving. Eric and I will spend around 2500 miles side by side.

Here is the itinerary if you're interested:

Thursday - Leave around 3:00 and drive to somewhere in Indiana.

Friday - Drive from IN to PA. My parents will be in town with kids at TLC so I am planning a dinner at Armettas with the family. I definitely need my Italian food while I'm out east.

Saturday - Drive from PA to Norwich, NY and spend some quality time with my good friend Adam "Woody" Evans and Bethany.

Sunday - Preach in the Sunday Morning Service of Woody's church and give an update about Consumed during Sunday School. Drive back to PA.

Monday - Catch up with friends during the day and then have a Consumed PA BBQ at McDade Park in the evening. Take off for MN. We will probably stop somewhere after 3-4 hours of driving.

Tuesday - Arrive home to hugs and kisses (good bye ones from Eric and then hello/missed you ones from the girls).

Peace!

Man Weekend

2008-07-21T10:16:00.000-07:00

This weekend the men of the GC went away for a man's weekend. It was great to relax, shoot guns (well I attempted...the city boy in me is clearly evident in these kind of moments), and sit around a fire talking about politics, the church, and what it means to follow Jesus. I've grown to love the men of the GC very deeply. They are wonderful friends and allies in the Kingdom.

We also watched the latest installment of the Rambo Series. Most definitely one of the worst three movies I have ever viewed in my life. James brought up Speed 2:Cruise Control which makes the all time worst list as well. Not sure about a third, maybe Bella. OK, just kidding Lisa. I really liked Bella. There must be an 80's movie I haven't thought of yet. I'll ponder this and get back with you.

The Brotherhood

2008-07-08T22:02:00.000-07:00

Yes...I'm a part of something special now!

Happy Fourth & Fried Bread

2008-07-04T06:52:00.001-07:00

Happy Fourth of July everyone! I have had a great week in Ohio. Can't believe today is the last day. Well, the last day for Gretchen, Macie, and me. The other two rats are staying for an extra week. Random things we have done: I have been to a Reds game with my old man, had a Consumed BBQ on Tuesday Night (pics on the Consumed site are coming), lunch at Minelli's with Dolly & Ray, fireworks in downtown Columbus, and today we are heading over to my sister's for two of my nephew's birthday parties. DJ and I are going to try and win back our Euchre belts today. We also have a "special treat" (as Gretchen would say) today. Mark, Tara Root Chapman, and the kids came home a day early so we will see them today as well.

Although I am sure Gretchen will post multiple pics on her site, here are a few from the week. Oh yeah, the picture above is of fried bread. Although Dr. Jeff Algajer does not approve of bread, let alone bread fried in a stick of butter, this is honestly one of my favorite foods on the face of the planet. Thanks mom!

The Reds!

2008-06-21T20:54:00.000-07:00

After losing five in a row the old Reds are on the brink of sweeping the Yankees. They have done it with two rookie pitchers no less. Hope? Probably not! So I will just close my eyes and imagine it is October. The Reds are up 2-0 on the Yankees in the Series. It is 1976 all over again (not that I remember).

Sad News

2008-06-19T07:20:00.000-07:00

I found out last night from Eric that a fixture of my PA life is now closed. Never again will I taste a "single order of medium wings with extra blue cheese" from Jim Dandy's. The sad thing is I was really looking forward to eating real wings (sorry Buffalo Wild Wings...you just don't cut it) when Eric and I head east in late July. Now I will only treasure these wings in my memory. These wings were so over-the-top delicious my college friend and basketball teammate Mark Palmer would give them a standing ovation after every order consumed. I wonder how many wings from Jim Dandy's I actually ate in the 11 years I lived there? Most likely a disgusting number that would make me kind of sick. Anyways, I feel as if I need to say goodbye to you Jim Dandy's. Goodbye waiters and waitresses that wore the funny little white shirts with the black bowties. Goodbye little dance floor where I saw Steve Garcia bust a few amazing moves. Goodbye french onion soup..you were quite tasty. Goodbye pathetic middle-aged man sitting at the bar hitting on girls half your age. And goodbye you amazing pieces of chicken. I will miss you the most. You were wonderful...every last one of you.

Happy Father's Day

2008-06-15T09:34:00.000-07:00

This is my dad...Philip Evans Miller. This picture sort of captures him. He is 67 but still playing games. He is a grown man, respected by all, but still takes time for enjoyment. He has worked with youth groups for over 30 years and I am amazed at how the youth interact with him. They have this unbelievable respect and healthy fear of him, but still treat him as if he is one of the guys. Gretchen tells me often that it is scary how much I am becoming like him, but I think that is OK. If I can be half the man he is, I'll be doing alright.

I'm a dad too and the freshness of this truth never gets old. This morning Gretchen asked why I seemed so distant today as the girls were giving me their Father's Day gift (a pack of underwear - they were very excited!). I guess it is because on days like "Fathers Day" I realize how much of a weight I carry for being a dad. I'm responsible for loving, teaching, and training three little girls. The older they get the more I realize how delicate each day is...full of opportunities for growth or missed chances. I fail them often and they deserve so much more but I will continue to try my best to be the Father they need. I love them so much and am grateful to God for the blessings He has given me.

So Happy Father's Day dad and all dads out there. May you count your blessings today and give praise to the God that deserves it.

A Nice Little Surprise

2008-06-13T11:09:00.000-07:00

When you see people you love in unexpected places it causes you to appreciate them more. Weird how that works sometimes. I was meeting with someone at Starbucks in Southtown this morning. When I finished up I wanted to run over to Target to pick up a few things (mainly my go-to fingernail clippers that someone in the family lost - I will protect their identity but hint hint...she is way too old to be losing things!). So I park my car at Target and as I'm walking towards the front doors I notice a familiar looking woman walking with three beautiful girls. The combination of my poor eye sight and not expecting to see the MIler girls caused a delayed realization that this was my family. My girls decided to walk to Rainbow (although I just realized Gretchen had a Cub bag. I wonder if grocery stores look down on that like if I brought a Starbucks latte into a Caribou or an Arby's roast beef sandwich into a McDonalds?) today and were beginning their walk home. I guess I somewhat rescued Gretchen because the girls were already complaining about the walk home. I don't really blame them since it is about 2 miles from our house. So Ponsi ran into Target with me while the others sat outside Target on a bench and I then gave them a ride home. I don't usually run into the girls out in public when they are doing whatever I read about them doing on Gretchen's blog but I realized once again today how blessed I am.

Baptism

2008-06-09T10:49:00.001-07:00

These are my friends Jeff & Katie with their son Ethan. Last night I had the privilege of baptizing Katie and another friend Marissa at Lake Nokomis (more pics here). The older I get in my faith, the more significant I believe baptism is to someone's spiritual journey. The picture of Katie above simply captures the mysterious joy of the "new life" symbolized in baptism. I love that Katie & Marissa were baptized how they wanted to be...in a public lake for all to see.

For me personally, I am just honored to play a role in their lives. I have only baptized a handful of people in my life but I pray it never gets old for me. I am humbled by God to serve as a pastor/shepherd of people. I hope I learn and grow in this role and assist people to see God more clearly as they express their love for Him and their neighbors more and more each day!

Finally!

2008-06-08T09:38:00.000-07:00

I have been meaning to do this for some time now but distractions and laziness has deterred me from following through. I have always blogged but never on a personal site. So now I can write about whatever on here...family, OSU Football, I just turned 33, whatever (hence the witty title). I think my favorite aspect of this blog is the feature I installed on the bottom left hand portion. This amazing tool automatically displays the most recent blog posts by my blogging friends and moves them up and down the list based on the most recent blog written. I also love how it states for the entire world to see when exactly the last post was written by the blog author. This can be somewhat shameful (especially for you Halvorsen!) if you have fallen off the blogging wagon.

So yesterday I turned 33. My wonderful family and I hit up Cracker Barrel for brunch. After taking down the "Country Boy's Breakfast" and unbuckling my belt, I received a one-hour massage given to me by Gretchen (clarification - Gretchen did not give me a one-hour massage but paid for some other chick named Amy-Lou to do it). I came home and relaxed by working on some landscaping around the yard. Then around 7:30 my wonderful friends came over for a fire. In that one day I was able to experience many of my favorite things - family, great breakfast food, massage, yard work, more food, and friends. All I needed was the rest of my family and somehow for OSU to play football in June and pretty much everything would have been covered. I am blessed by God in so many ways! I finished my early morning run with my new "little gina" (ipod shuffler) and "Stand in Awe" by Jeremy Riddle was playing. The lyrics to his song summed up my feelings of God for what He has done in, for, and through me!

Stand in awe and worship
Raise your voice and worship come adore
The King of kings and Lord of Lords!