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Bugs RockLast night I was at a dinner trying to explain to someone my excitement about protein folding and realized in the midst of the conversation that she was a biology major.

It is phenomenal when you realize that someone has a similar love and understanding of an area of study, that you can use terms like Okazaki fragments and Heme groups and know that they are still on the same page.

As we talked we got onto the subject of education and how she is excited to teach her kids all the things she has learned, and how excited she is to get to do dissections as a family.

The one area that she wasn’t excited about were insects.

Insects?!?!            …Really?

My grandfather was an entymologist (not an etymologist), and worked for the forest service studying bugs and I think my affection for these six legged creatures might stem from there. Bugs are awesome!

Wait you don’t think so? Hmmm okay check this out and see if you don’t think differently.

Let me know.


Over the past few months we have been preparing for the future at Revolution. A central strategy is going to be the formation of Missional Communities…

What is a Missional Community, you ask?

Well, as we have been learning and preparing to start Missional Communities in Tucson, we have actually been graciously encouraged and supported by the leadership at Soma Communities in Tacoma, WA. So instead of answering that myself, I’ll defer to one of the leaders from Tacoma, Jeff Vanderstelt, who has been doing this for a while now.

I posted the video for Gospel Fluency to provide the beginning to answering the question: “How do we develop a Gospel Fluent Culture?” I am going to post the second part to that series once it is edited. Now, before I start answering some of the other questions that have been posted, I want to clarify what a Missional Community is. The next post will describe how it works at Soma Communities. After that I will begin with “How do you do this with … Read More

via Jeff Vanderstelt

So Thankful…

Posted: 06/29/2011 in Uncategorized

“You say grace before meals. All right. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomime, and grace before I open a book, and grace before sketching, painting, swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing and grace before I dip the pen in the ink.”

GK Chesterton

There is a line from a book that I love, “Kingdom of Couches”:

I am neurotically introspective. I like coffee and conversations that last longer than they should.

I am not sure if that was the best way to start this post, but I am re-reading this book and it made me smile.

And I feel as though I could easily have said that about myself, unbeknownst to the plagarism. Ahh a kindred spirit at a coffee shop.

     And I write this becuase I am currently sitting at a coffee shop, working on a sermon of the book of Job.

          And I’m stuck.

Actually the problem isn’t not knowing what to preach on, its knowing what NOT to preach on. I currently have enough ideas and notes to preach a good eight or nine sermons, but I’m staring at an empty cup of coffee and praying about which of these options I should follow.

If you could be praying for me I would appreciate it. Until then enjoy a video on the joys of coffee (something I thank God for making… creating), and the challenge to stop and savor something that easily be overlooked as commonplace:



First of all technology is a strange thing, I am currently on the road, heading to Phoenix for a wedding and I’m trying to write this on my phone. That being said I will keep this rather brief.

For any of you who might be worrying for my safety, or the safety of the other people fighting highway traffic on this Friday afternoon… I am not driving; Adam is.

While it is unfamiliar, me “typing” this on a phone is not the intense gamble that I referred to. The intense, sacred “all-in” is about how I have been thinking about how I live my life.

“God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another”

William Shakespeare; Hamlet: Act 3,  Scene 1

This week I have officially joined an adventure that could, and potentially should, require of me the rest of my life. While this might seem a daunting prospect, I am not worried about the scope, but what it’s being asked of me… to serve out of how God has made me.

This might sound strange, but you see over the past couple of years I have strived not to embrace and relish what I might have been made to excel in, but what I think might garner me the highest regard.

I am a simple man … I’m not an eloquent speaker or a brilliant strategist. I would love to go to my high school reunion and profess conquests and a magnificent resume…to put my life-blood and breath into economic notability or respectable titles. My gamble is to trust that God knows what He is doing and that I will find the greatest joy and satisfaction in that.

This is the simplest part of this. The gamble of being honest to myself and to others goes much deeper. I will write more on this later…especially when I have a keyboard to type on.

A friend of mine recently told me that she was reading what I posted to help know how to train for one of her first races. It made me excited that my writing might help spur on another runner, then I realized that I haven’t written about running in ages.

As some things go, the timing on this realization isn’t all that bad.

A couple of weeks ago I began training for a marathon on October 23. As most of my thoughts on running come from personal experience, the highs and lows of this 21 week of training should prove fertile ground.

Starting Again

The past couple of months I have run casually and without much of a schedule or plan. It has been a season of relaxing and ease, one that I have thoroughly enjoyed… that is until I have started running again.

Distances that were once easy, leave me sore and exhausted. Joints and muscles have returned to a complaining that I thought I had become immune to. I find I have to remind myself again and again that this will become easier, and that my endurance will return once again.

I don’t mean to wax philosophical, but the odd thing about being a “runner” is that it is an identity tied to an activity. It simply is a person that runs.

A person can just as easily stop being one as one can start.

So let me know if you need any advice or encouragement. Also if you want to follow along with training, or to join me for the marathon on 10/23, I’ll be posting the workouts online here as well.

This Week:

3 m Run 4 m Run 7 x 400 3 m Run Rest 45 min 7 m Run

When things get busy, it is surprising the things that get left undone.

My first sign of being overwhelmed…

is my laundry.

I usually keep up on washing everything, but the folding and putting away of everything takes much more commitment. Actually you could probably chart a direct relationship between the ratio of clothes in my dresser to those in the laundry basket as an indicator of how “well” I am doing.

Another sign of being far to busy?

Not writing.

It might seem like a funny comparison, but along with having a pile of clothes making a daily migration from my bed to the floor and back again, there are a ton of ideas sitting in a heap in the corner of my mind.

That being said, I have fully embraced this 3-day weekend; my room is currently clean, all of my clothes are folded and put away, and I am finally getting back to writing.

PS: I’m realizing that while doodling doesn’t do much in the way of laundry or blogging… it is certainly fun. With that let me introduce you to Borax, …
Borax, the Laundry Monster!

I think I might make a kids story…

but I’ll need to iron out the details.