Some Days – Prayer

“Some days all I can do is pray. Those are good days.”

– Nate Pruitt


Amen. I 100% agree with this statement from my good friend Nate Pruitt.

Many times it is in the broken of our day when we find ourselves in prayer.

Why is that?

Why don’t we spend a full day in prayer when we aren’t at our wits end? Why does it take a terrible, no good, very bad day for us to fall to our knees?

A few weeks ago I found myself in this situation. When I was finished crying out to God, when I was out of tears, I realized how much better I felt deep in my soul.

I can’t imagine why I wouldn’t want to go there, go to a deep relationship with my Savior, every single day.

Yet, I do not.

I’m not sure what it will take to resolve this issue.

Do I need to be completely and utterly broken every day? I hope not, but if that’s what it takes…

How about you? What is your experience with prayer?
Join the discussion in the comments.

All i can do is pray


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Hospitals, Holidays, and Plans

It has been a week. A long and tiring week. I wasn’t feeling the greatest due to an extreme amount of tree pollen in the air, in my nose, in my eyes, etc. It seems particularly bad this year. I usually don’t have this much trouble with allergies until later in the year when the ragweed begins to bloom. But, my allergy issues aren’t really a problem when you consider what happened to my 15-year-old son.

Around noon on Friday he texted me to tell me he wasn’t feeling well. “My stomach hurts.” I told him to try to make it a couple of more hours to the end of the school day. No such luck. Within the hour he was in the school office and I was calling his older brother to pick him up and bring him home.

Long story short, he ended up in the hospital with appendicitis. Saturday afternoon his appendix was removed, and Sunday afternoon we were all back home. He didn’t sleep well (obviously), I didn’t sleep well, my wife didn’t sleep well.


What a weekend.

Thank goodness it was a holiday weekend. We all had an extra day to recover. And for a bonus, I had Tuesday off.

Friday morning I commented to a few people about having four days off and absolutely no plans!


Friday afternoon I began scribbling down a few ideas of what I’d like to accomplish over the four days. Oh well. We make plans. God chuckles. We adjust.

No yard work. No writing. No organizing the house.

I was able to read quite a bit.

While in the hospital we watched a few movies too. Not my ideal way to spend time, but it was relaxing.

I’m now looking forward to the next week or so, as school finishes for the year, and we can plan some activities as a family.

We’ll make our plans. God will chuckle. We’ll adjust.

Have a great week my friends!


I Have A Confession To Make

What in the world would I possibly want to confess on a blog? Deep dark secrets shouldn’t be confessed in public. Should they?


Well. Here it goes.

I cheated. I cheated on all my friends and acquaintances who are non-fiction writers.

I read a novel.

I’ll let this sink in for a minute…


Okay. Now that you’ve hopefully gotten past the initial shock, let’s discuss what led me astray.

I was bullied. A group of friends ganged up on me and insisted I leave the comfort of my non-fiction world. They tempted me with words like “fantasy”, “creativity”, “growth”, and “relaxation”.

It took them a while. But after months of pushing I finally gave in to their sweet temptations.

“I’ll just try it once”, I said to myself. “I won’t get hooked.” “I’ll be able to stop.”

I’m still clinging to those words. But it isn’t easy. Now that I finished one, I’m finding so many others to try.

I must stay strong.

The novel I read was recommended by numerous people. Is it possible they conspired against me and all recommended the same book?

What book?

11/22/63 by Stephen King

I couldn’t put it down. Seriously.

This past Saturday was dreary and rainy. I had the day off. I don’t think I ever left the house. I didn’t even turn on the baseball game.

I read the last 400 or so pages in one sitting. I’m not even sure if my family was home. They must have been. Someone must have taken the dog out at some point, right?


All kidding aside, it was great to get out of my comfort zone and read for pleasure.

11/22/63 is a huge book. If you’re thinking about reading it, and I highly recommend you do, don’t let the size get in the way. It’s a fast read. It keeps your attention. It also makes you think.

While it isn’t a horror novel, as many would expect from King, it does make you pay attention and it may cause some issues with your dreams at night. Nothing scary, but not your normal dream process either.

One thing that attracted me to this particular novel is the historical aspect. It is based on a specific event in U.S. history. The Kennedy Assassination.

I’m very much into presidential history. Not too long from now I’ll have read at least one biography for every president.

So there it is.

I cheated.

If you’re like me, and I know a large majority of you reading this have similar interests to mine, I recommend it’s time for you to cheat too.

Go ahead. You can do it. Trust me.

What novels have you recently read that you’d recommend? Make sure you tell us why you liked it!