It just doesn’t end. Every single band that I’ve ever loved is coming out with a new album this fall, it seems, and Casting Crowns is no exception. Their new single, “Courageous”, is a call to the men of our generation to step up and take charge, to be men of courage, men who aren’t satisfied to sit back and watch when they could be making a difference – and a reminder that the only way to truly fulfill our calling in life is in the strength of God. We were made to be courageous, but so many men today choose the coward’s way out, living lives of irresponsibility and apathy, and it’s tearing them and their families apart. Something has to change, and we as men have to be the ones to do it, to buck the trend and make things right. Casting Crowns has never shied away from using strong words to address important issues, and this anthem for true manhood is another great link in that proud tradition. Lyrics and music video after the break. Enjoy!
Today is my older brother Andrew’s 21st birthday, so this little post is dedicated to him. So here’s to my long-time dish washing partner back in the pre-machine days, my cohort and driver on countless fantastic adventures, my co-playwright on what may be the world’s worst pseudo-musical, my favorite GM (don’t tell Dad), my sparring partner, my confidante, my voice of reason, my fellow crazy person, and, most importantly, my close friend. Thanks for being the kind of brother who makes life fun, whose jokes never fail to make me laugh, who puts up with all of my flukes and foibles, and who is always up for another wacky escapade. Thanks for loving me for who I am, and even for helping to make me who I am. Thanks for listening, thanks for talking, thanks for 21 amazing years of just being the incomparable you. I love you, Andrew. Happy 21st birthday!
“So, are you home for a while now?” Pastor Chris asked, sitting in the chair to my left as we waited for the service to start. I nodded, the implications of the question playing through my mind. Pastor Chris is a Moody alumnus, so he knew that school was already in session, that since I was here and not there I must be missing out on the semester, and his face held a look of knowing sympathy. “It’s got to be pretty tough to watch everyone going ahead without you, huh?”
Round One: I came home from Lake Ann Camp ready and eager to see my family and my pets and my house and my books and all of the other awesome things that are there, but there was one decidedly less-than-awesome thing I was not excited to see at all: our dial-up Internet. We have a begrudgingly love/hate relationship, the dial-up and I. After all, it’s the only way for me to keep in touch with my friends and, of course, to keep my blog updated while I’m at home, so I’m glad we have it, but it’s so interminably slow that it’s almost not worth the effort. You have to log in, wait three minutes for it to make a connection, type in the address of the site you want to check, wait five minutes for it to load, click something, wait five minutes, click, wait, rinse, repeat. Despite this frustration, I can usually get it to do what I say, so the score so far stands at Tim: 1, Internet: 0
It seems like all of the great musicians are putting out new albums this year, and Needtobreathe is no exception. They recently released two new singles from their upcoming album “The Reckoning”, and while I would definitely encourage you to check out both “Drive All Night” and “Slumber” at their website, Needtobreathe.net, I decided to focus in on “Slumber” as the song of the week because of its message. In their typical roundabout poetic style, Needtobreathe urges us to stop living in the just-enough-to-get-by haze of mediocrity, to wake up from our slumber, climb out of bed, and see the glory waiting just outside. Don’t sleep your life away – baby open up your eyes. Link and lyrics after the jump.
My mom has a soft spot for cats in need of a home. My dad has a dream of one day living in a home with no cats. Obviously, this has made for some interesting stories, most of which end with Dad’s resistance slowly melting under the pleas of his wife and kids and the indomitable cuteness of the cat in question. But when Mom brought home a grey kitten three weeks ago, Dad decided to draw the line. Four cats had already managed to wriggle their way into his begrudging heart, and he refused to take a fifth. He announced that she was going to need to find a new owner by the end of August or she’d go to the Humane Society, because she most certainly could not stay here.
Unfortunately for him, finding a new owner doesn’t necessarily mean finding a new home. Continue reading →
My friend Scott introduced me to this song this summer, and as I embark on the journey from this precious moment in my life toward the next, I can’t think of a song that sums up my feelings better. I’m always sad to leave Lake Ann behind when the summer ends, but that sadness pales in comparison to the joy that fills me when I realize that, at last, I’m on my way home again with the ones I love the most: my family. So, tell everybody I’m on my way, and I’m loving every step I take. I hope that my path brings me back to Lake Ann time and again, but no matter what happens, there’s nowhere else that I would rather be than on my way – on my way forward, on my way upward, on my way home. I can’t wait to see what the journey holds for me next.