Better Than Drugs

I was listening to a song this morning by the band, Skillet. It's their song entitled "Better Than Drugs." I laughed and made a joke with someone, that's a funny way to offer praise to God, by telling Him that He's better than drugs...then I looked up the lyrics and I was actually moved by them. I enjoy Skillet's music, but I'm probably not their "target audience" and as I read these lyrics with their target audience in mind I had a completely different take on the song. Why don't you read these lyrics and comment if you so desire.

Better Than Drugs / by Skillet

Feel your every heartbeat 
Feel you on these empty nights 
Calm the ache, stop the shakes 
You clear my mind 
You're my escape 
From this messed up place 
'Cause you let me forget 
You numb my pain 

How can I tell you just all that you are 
What you do to me 

You're better than drugs 
your love is like wine 
Feel you comin' on so fast 
Feel you comin' to get me high 
You're better than drugs 
Addicted for life 
Feel you comin' on so fast 
Feel you comin' on to get me high 

Feel you when I'm restless 
Feel you when I cannot cope 
You're my addiction, my prescription, my antidote 
You kill the poison 
Ease the suffering 
Calm the rage when I'm afraid 
To feel again 
How can I tell you just all that you are 
What you do to me 

Feel your every heartbeat 
Feel you on these empty nights 
You're the strength of my life 

Feel your every heartbeat 
Feel you on these empty nights 

Feel your every heartbeat 
Feel you come to get me high

A Scary Moment

My son Kyle works at the Chandler Fashion Square Mall and last night he closed. I went to pick him up at 11:00 pm and as I pulled into a parking space to wait for him to come out I had somewhat of a scary moment.

I noticed out of the corner of my eye that an SUV pulled in right after me a couple of spaces down, and I just happen to notice that the person in the passenger seat was wearing a hooded jacket (with the hood on) and a hockey mask, like the one Jason wears on Friday the 13th. I thought to myself, that seems a little odd, it's not even Halloween. 

Understand that it's 11 pm, and there is no one, and I do mean no one, in the parking lot - it's just me in my car and "Jason" from Friday the 13th.

Well, this guy immediately gets out of the truck, wearing his big black hooded jacket and hockey mask with both hands in the pocket of his jacket. He walks directly behind my car looking all around. My senses were heightened and I began to feel that something was not quite right. He walked past my car, stopped and turned around still looking all around the parking lot. He began to walk back behind my car again, moving from the passenger side of my car to the drivers side. This time a little closer to my car. As he makes it to the drivers side of my car he stops and turns toward the front of my car. At this point, I quickly start my car and drive away. "Jason" runs back to the SUV, jumps in and they drive off very quickly. (Thankfully not following me, but going in the opposite direction.)

At this point, all I can think is, thank you God for giving me a sense that something was not right and for causing me to be aware of my surroundings. So many other times when I've picked up Kyle late at night, I have set in my car totally engrossed in my iPhone and would never have noticed someone approaching my car. I believe God was watching out for me, and I'm thankful for His protection.

I found a mall security guy and told him about what happened and then went back to wait for Kyle, this time for sure watching my surroundings like I've never done before.

Psalm 5:11 says, "But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, that those who love your name may rejoice in you." (NIV)

Today, I am rejoicing in God's glorious protection!

On a lighter note: I told Kyle all about this when I picked him up. Then I said, "good thing this was not a scary movie....becuase then my car would not have started." That made us smile.  :)

A Total Manly Moment

So tonight I experienced one incredible "manly moment." I was in the men's room at a restaurant and I was....um....taking care of business...when I caught myself humming and singing (out loud) the following lines, "see that girl, watch that scene, she is the dancing queen."

Once I realized I was singing "Dancing Queen" by Abba in the men's room...I'm sure my face turned all shades of red and I quickly took inventory and was relieved to find that I was the only one in the bathroom...WOW I felt like a manly man at that point!

PLEASE NOTE: In my defense, my wife got the movie Mamma Mia for Christmas as well as Abba's greatest hits and her and the girls were listening to that CD on the way to the restaurant...that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Ha!

It's Not My Fault

Have you ever noticed that most of us, most of the time want to defer responsibility for certain things. Let me explain...

This morning I wanted to trim my goatee, I picked up my beard trimmer and found that the guard was missing. I knew that my son Kyle had borrowed my trimmer just a couple days ago to trim his beard and I immediately began the "blaming game," after-all, he was the last one to use it. Therefore it must be his fault that the guard is missing. I must admit that I actually found myself getting a little upset. (I've already had to replace one trimmer because we lost the guard for that one.)

NOTE: did you catch that I just deferred responsibility for the last guard - I just wrote that "we" lost it...hmmmm, do I have a problem here?!?!?

I looked all over my bathroom, in drawers, on the floor, then I looked all over the boys bathroom and still was not able to find that pesky little guard. Now I'm really starting to get mad, I'm even thinking of texting my son while he's at school to scold him for losing my guard...then...

I look up on the top of the shower rail and what do I see. The guard that I, at that moment, remembered putting there myself the last time I used the trimmer.

God forgive me for being so quick to blame others when it's really all my fault.

what do you need to ask forgiveness for today???

Another Psalm to Ponder

Me and My...um...Lexi's Pink Guitar

A Psalm to Ponder

We wait in hope for the Lord; he is our help and our shield.  In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name.  May your unfailing love rest upon us, O Lord, even as we put our hope in you.

Psalm 33:20-22 (NIV)

My New Dream Guitar

Need I Say More???

My Wife....the Queen Blogger

My wonderful wife has always enjoyed writing and someday would like to write a book. She is very creative and it's always fun to read what she writes. Well she's not quite writing that book yet, but she is very much into blogging and she has a very successful blog. She has regular readers form all over the United States to several different countries all around the world that stop by her blog and comment on a regular basis.

I am very proud of her and what she's doing with her blog. She's not just writing about trivial topics, she's writing about how to be a great parent, wife, and friend. And I believe she's making a difference in the lives of the people who are reading her posts. Many have left comments about what she has written and the way it's caused them to stop and think about why they are doing what they are doing.

She's a member of several blog groups and today (Wednesday, January 14) and tomorrow (Thursday, January 15) she is the featured blogger on two of those groups. That means that she will be having a lot of visitors and comments over the next few days. So, if you've never read her blog, I encourage you to do so today and tomorrow, while you're there, take a look around at some of the older posts and the comments that people have left there. You can find her blog here:

www.LaughingThroughParenting.com

I am real proud of you Star and I love you bunches!

What A Man!

Me feeling very manly walking my dog wearing a pink sweater!

Looking Forward to Tomorrow

I'm looking forward to tomorrow...here's why. I am blessed to have a wonderful acoustic guitar, but that incredible instrument has been broken for a while now and I've not been able to play it. Tomorrow I get it back from my Luthier and I'm really looking forward to playing it again this Sunday for worship!

Here's a picture of my beautiful instrument.