Category: dying to self

Killing Me

The last two months have been tough. Going from one kid to two has its challenges. The baby has been easy: sleep, eat, poop, repeat. My wonderful wife has been great and for the most part is the one that has to focus on… Continue Reading “Killing Me”

The Demands of Love

My wife and I had made plans to drop our daughter off at grandmas so that we could have an entire Saturday of Valentines Day festivities. It had been a while since our work schedule’s had synced. We were super excited to go hiking… Continue Reading “The Demands of Love”

Why Prince Charming is a lie, but real men aren’t!

  I am sharing this post from an article I recently read on the website: The Chastity Project. It is written by a young woman named Esther Rich. I think she touches on something very true that sometimes men (at least this man) we feel like… Continue Reading “Why Prince Charming is a lie, but real men aren’t!”

Fitting Them In

Recently I heard someone say that today’s generation of parents are trying to fit their children into their lives as opposed to changing their lives for their children. I had never heard it put this way, but as I have been thinking about it… Continue Reading “Fitting Them In”

Metamorphosis

I am changing. I am not the same person I use to be. There is a change. It is gradual, but noticeable. When my wife and I first got married sometimes we would have different days off. My normal response was to rent a… Continue Reading “Metamorphosis”

Dust

Today is the beginning of Lent and in the Catholic Church it begins with going to Mass and having ash put on your forehead with the following words said, “Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return”.  It is kind of… Continue Reading “Dust”

Nails

One of the more challenging things I do with Claire is trimming her finger and toenails. I remember the first time I did it. It was traumatic—for me. I had the clippers out and was able to get a few fingernails in a half… Continue Reading “Nails”

The Old Days

There are moments like today where I miss the calm, ordered, predictable life I once had. I had an apartment that was clean. Everything was placed in a particular way that made logical sense. I got up at a certain time. Went to sleep… Continue Reading “The Old Days”

Live, Fight, Die

We have a serious problem with manhood in our society. I recently gave a talk to 8th grade boys on this topic and when I asked them to raise their hand and tell me if they understood what it meant to be a man,… Continue Reading “Live, Fight, Die”

Fully Alive: Part I

There are so many things to fear in this world: death, being mugged, losing a loved one, loss of financial stability, cancer…the list goes on. I fear never becoming the man God has called me to be. There is something incredibly frightening at the… Continue Reading “Fully Alive: Part I”