I had some shame stirring as I woke up: rude to my wife, messy with my stuff, snoring, gingivitis, etc. God knows I can digress if I sit in my junk for long.
When I do, I felt like a wreck. I know some of you have felt the same way:
I’m not even strong enough for myself
I’m falling to pieces
Honestly don’t care about anything anymore
Can’t go on living like this
I need someone to listen. No one can help me.
Fortunately, God is listening.
On the way to work in the back of my mind was playing:
Posted on Tuesday, September 25, 2012
in Education, Emotional, Music, Relational, Social
Yesterday my co-worker Ash and I spoke at Champlin Park High School. (If you’re from CPHS, thanks for joining us again today on mysilentscream!)
As we talked about self-esteem I told a story of a particularly painful dating heartbreak.
After the breakup, all night long that night I played Meat Loaf’s album Bat Out Of Hell. In particular, I played “For Crying Out Loud“ over, and over, and over again.
And crying I did. At the time I couldn’t help myself. What I didn’t know at the time is how beneficial crying can be.
Posted on Saturday, June 16, 2012
in Emotional, Reviews, Spiritual, Values
Who will we trust in the calamities of life?
As I read Torn by Jud Wilhite I kept having a song running through my head. Perhaps most of the audience this book might attract will not know the 90s band Soundgarden, but “Fell On Black Days” played through my mind on repeat.
“Fell On Black Days“
Whatsoever I’ve feared has
Come to life
Whatsoever I’ve fought off
Became my life
Just when everyday
Seemed to greet
Me with a smile
Sunspots have faded
And now I’m doing time
Cause I fell on
Broomball has always been an equalizer sport. Unless you play on a club level or a national level like my friend Paul Thyren, most of us play broomball for fun.
Fun racing around on slippery hockey rink with street shoes or boots wielding awkward brooms; then in a moment of hope you swing the broom hoping to connect with the ball and send it into the opposition’s goal.
Broomball is a great sport to enjoy wintery fun with friends. Here from the winter of 1996 is my dear friend the late Adam Bieringer. Adam passed away in April of 2010 much too young.
Posted on Monday, August 29, 2011
Last week I was on a TreeHouse staff retreat. While we were there we were each invited to take a full uninterrupted hour to “tell our story.” Our autobiographic tale had no apparent form or content requirements. Each person told it her or his way.
I loved listening to others talk about their childhood. I admired their successes. I commend their humility in sharing some of their lowest lows. We laughed. We cried. We prayed.
Unfortunately, I had to leave the retreat early. I didn’t get to hear two of colleagues stories [yet!]. And, I didn’t get to tell “my story.” Our small group leader mentioned that I “have other means to tell my story.”
Posted on Monday, June 20, 2011
in Financial, How To, Relational, Spiritual, Values
I can be focused, self-centered, myopic and ignorant.
I can live contentedly for short periods of time “in my own little world.”
I’m learning that it’s important to look beyond myself and embrace reality.
Embrace My Own Reality
I’m learning not to do stupid things.
I knew I was supposed to do good things, but I didn’t really think about why I should.
Years ago in my Bible I read “Remember, it is sin to know what you ought to do and then not do it.” 1
Posted on Friday, April 29, 2011
in Emotional, Relational, TreeHouse
She sat with her back to the wall. Slumped over with what looked like the weight of her world on her shoulders. Tenderhearted and caring she was weighed down with pain.
She acted tough because she was strong, but even tough people can be tender and she was both.
Dressed in a black hooded sweatshirt. She had painted her nails with black nail polish. She looked “goth” long before “goth” became a fashion statement, trendy and a feature on SNL.
While it’s not a requirement to talk in our TreeHouse support groups most teens take advantage of the opportunity to talk and to listen, to hear and be heard, to understand and be understood.
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Caring About Cutters & People I Don’t Understand…Like Me
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Posted on Friday, April 22, 2011
in Emotional, How To, Relational, Social, Spiritual
Today is Good Friday. It’s a day of sorrow and celebration. A day of sadness and comfort.
Here are Five Key Beliefs To Get You Through A Loss that have helped me and helped others as they grieve.
You will survive
You have a right to grieve
You don’t have to go it alone
God is good
Love never goes to waste
Good Friday is a day I feel grateful; grateful that Jesus Christ paid the penalty for my sins. Below are some verses of Scripture to meditate on this Good Friday that help me feel grateful:
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Good Friday & Five Key Beliefs To Get You Through A Loss
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Posted on Tuesday, April 19, 2011
in Emotional, Relational, Spiritual
I raced home from TreeHouse last night excited to see my wife. Amy had been gone to see family for more than I week. I couldn’t get home fast enough.
I was, and am, thrilled to see her, but other news tempered my mood.
When I arrived I was shocked by the sudden and tragic death of Brianna Van Asch and then two hours later my friend Kari Mathisen asked if I would support her family as her great aunt passed. That news followed a week in which so many people around me grieved the loss of Abby and Michael the victims of a murder-suicide known locally as the “Festival Foods Murders”.