Marriage Is Simple, Not Easy
I’ve done a lot of pre-marital and some marital counseling. I’m not a professional, and I make sure to let my parishioners know that. But I’ve been trained to do a few things, mostly help people communicate a little better. It’s amazing how powerful just being heard can be in a relationship.
The Gift
I was wracking my brain trying to figure out what to get for my wife last Christmas. We had drastically limited our gift-giving budget as part of a thing we were doing at church, but it was important to me to still give her a gift that meant something special. I decided that I would be our personal chef for a week, starting the 1st of January.
No Fear
My two-year-old has a lot of energy. A lot. Normally, we get him dressed and shove him out into the backyard to help deal with this abundance. Because it’s winter and our backyard turns into a mud pit after a little rain, we’ve decided to explore some indoor strategies to burn off some of the craziness. His and ours.
Integrity
I’ve been thinking a lot about my life BC (Before Children) – maybe even earlier than that, before marriage, before my career. I grew up in Utah and loved the outdoors. My family went camping often. I was a backpacker. A couple of times every year I would put 60 pounds of supplies on my back and head out into the canyon lands of southern Utah for a week.
Work Guilt
I love work. Really. I love my job. I love getting up early and heading to the office. I love feeling productive throughout the day. I love getting more responsibility and being able to achieve creative visions. But there’s a tension that comes with loving work so much.
I feel conflicted whenever I leave my family in order to go to work.
Why Christmas Is Such a Big Deal
It’s easy for me to bemoan the consumerism, Santa and all the non-Christian stuff that has become associated with Christmas. But I think we also need to look deeper into our nativity scenes and consider what was really going on.
Advent Conspiracy
I love Christmas.
I hate Christmas commercials.
I bet you feel the same. But for whatever reason, every year we get sucked into this buying frenzy that we secretly despise.
Wrastlin’
When I see my two-year-old in the morning, I have two impulses: The first is to pick him up and kiss his chubby cheeks and tell him how adorable he is in his new footy pajamas.
A Helper
I’ve just been through the hardest part of my life to date. Last month, I handed my infant son over to surgeons to fix a hole in his heart. The repair went very well except for one thing: the electrical system of his heart was injured and he required a temporary pacemaker. We spent three weeks in the hospital waiting for his heart to beat on its own.
Thank You, Health Care
I’ve spent the past week at Levine Children’s Hospital in the Cardiovascular Intensive Care Unit watching my son recover from open heart surgery. I haven’t for one moment, not even a second, been concerned about the care he has received. The nurses, the doctors, even the security guard at the elevator door, have been outstanding. In a world where gripes usually get the most attention, especially in blogs, I want to take a moment to say: Thank you.





