You sure this is for me?

This year we did Christmas a little different. Due to people having different schedules, we delayed opening presents until Christmas night when my brother got there. Me and my mom went and saw an afternoon movie and l finished a book that evening. When my brother finally arrived, we all gathered around and began opening presents.

One of my favorite things is my stocking. I love it because it is full of stuff that I need, but just don’t want to buy myself. Stuff like deodorant, shampoo, toothpaste, etc. You get the idea. Well I was pulling out stuff left and right and loving that I wouldn’t have buy this stuff down the road and then I pulled out this:

My first words after seeing this were, “This is interesting. Are you sure this is for me?” My mom started laughing and told me that it was for chapped lips. Last time I checked, CHAPSTICK is what you use for chapped lips! Not petroleum jelly! My mom never ceases to amaze me.

Here is another story of how my mom never ceases to amaze me. One fine day Susan decided that she wanted to go shopping. If my memory serves me correct she went to Wal-Mart. Susan enters the store and buys what she needs and checks out. She leaves the store heading back to the car.

First off, she could park her car directly in front of the automatic doors to where you would actually run into the car opun leaving the store and she would still forget where she parked, so to say her forgetting where she parked isn’t an unusual thing.

After wandering around aimlessly for a while she finds her car. Yep, in the same spot she left it. She proceeds to walk up to the car and unlock it by pressing the remote control on her keychain. Instead of opening the driver’s door and getting in and leaving like any other sane person in this world…she does something different.

She opens the passenger side door. (This is when most of us would realize something wasn’t right unless we were putting groceries in the car) Once the passneger side door is open she gets in and sits down. Then shuts the door. (Please keep in mind she went to the store by herself) She sits there with her little bag in hand and purse waiting…on…who?? No one will ever know. I wish I could say that she sat there waiting for minutes, but alas I cannot. She eventually realized that that car doesn’t drive iteself and that she was supposed to drive.

That’s my mom. We are very proud.

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My "marked change"


The year 2008 will be remembered forever as the best and worst year of my life. It is the year of my “marked change”. You see, I was saved at the age of 9. I remember the date and everything about it. It was genuine and I can remember the change in my heart. I was baptized 4 days later. Somewhere along the line, I decided to live my life for me and not God and remained that way until this year.

2008 was the year I made it to the final 30 of a reality show called, “The Mole”. Had about a 50% chance of making it on the show and having my life change. When it didn’t happen it was a huge letdown for me. I also totaled my car and hurt my back 3 days before I was going to run a half marathon. After 6 weeks of physical therapy, I then dislocated my knee cap and was right back in therapy for 12 weeks. Medical expenses drained me and the year was only halfway over. Something was going on with my “luck” this year.

It wasn’t all bad though. I met a young woman and feel head over heels for her. I have never experienced a connection with someone like I did with her. It was real and emotions ran high very quickly. I was sure that this was it, and was on top of the world. What I didn’t realize is that God was about to use that situation and come calling for me once again.

My “marked change” occurred in the depth of complete brokenness. Laying in my bed and having no where else to turn, I finally asked God for help and admitted that my way of living wasn’t working. I gave him complete control and haven’t been the same since. I claimed Romans 12:2 as my life verse – “Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect.”

I have learned more about God and myself in the past 4 months than I have my entire life. Discovering and experiencing God has been a journey of enlightenment that I never expected. Being able to share most of it with someone has been priceless.

Which brings me to Christmas. As I sit here, it is almost midnight on Christmas Eve and I am so thankful. Thankful for my family and friends. I don’t believe I have ever truly appreciated family more than I do right now. Thinking back on my Christmas morning experiences growing up and remembering the sheer joy and happiness is something I will cherish forever.

I absolutely cannot wait to experience that one day with kids of my own. God is preparing me for the next chapter of my life and I am so ready for it. I desire to be a godly man more than anything.

As I look back on a year where I cried more tears and was at my lowest point, I can only praise God for it all. A “marked change” is something only God can do. I don’t know what my future holds, but I know that God will be the center of it and that is the greatest blessing of all.

Merry Christmas everyone!

Happy Birthday Jesus. Thank you for your perfect example and the ultimate sacrifice for my sins.

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Cheering for the other team

There are times in my life when I catch myself looking at someone less fortunate than me and thinking, “I am glad I am not them.” I continue on my way in my Banana Republic clothes driving a Ford Edge and pulling into a card access only parking lot for work.

It wasn’t until church one Sunday night at Cross Point Community Church that my attitude changed. I walked in to see over 200 ex-cons and homeless people in the sanctuary. At first I was taken back a little. I sat down and waited for the service to start. The band got up and started playing then the next thing I knew I was worshiping the same God with people I thought were “less” than me.

I learned that night that everyone would be on the same level ground when looking up at the cross. Which brings me to a story that I read earlier. It’s a story of a football coach at a High School that has all the best equipment, great support, and “good” kids that wanted to do something nice for a football team under different circumstances.

He arranged a football game against a maximum-security correctional facility. Not only did he do that, he asked that half the crowd cheer for them. Treat the criminals like they would their own sons. Treat them “normal”. Something most of us would not do.

A game where cheering for the other side is better than winning

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Must Have Winter Accessory!


I don’t like coffee, as a matter of fact, I loathe it. The taste of coffee never goes away once it touches your tongue. You are stuck with it. It’s like that family member that won’t shut up. Coffee is addictive and it also stains your teeth. So now you are committed to something that turns your teeth yellow. I couldn’t even commit to a dog, how could I ever commit to coffee? I have to admit though, having that cup in your hand is a powerful feeling. It’s just cool. You look good. It goes well with anything! Have on black socks and spandex? Add a coffee cup with a sleeve and you look hot.

Recently some of my friends began meeting at Starbucks a lot. I obviously wanted to be a part of the gatherings, but it presented me with a dilemma. What in the heck do I get? Sure, I could get tea but it’s just not the same. I snuck up to the counter and whispered my order and went and sat with the group. Everything was going well until I hear this: “Signature HOT CHOCOLATE for WES!!!!!!!!!” I was mortified. My cover was blown…but I still looked cool. I had the cup in my hand.

So when you are in the office getting coffee, just know that you look good regardless of the health consequences that you are suffering. Also, if you see me with a coffee cup, please assume its coffee and don’t yell out: HOT CHOCOLATE FOR WES! Thank you.

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Your life is NOT a fairy tale

“Your life is not a fairy tale.” That’s what someone told me a while back. “You need to quit living in a fantasy world, because in the real world your life doesn’t work out like in the movies. Stop dreaming the big dreams. A relationship is one that takes hard work and if it isn’t working out, you try harder. Wes, your life is not a movie, it is not The Notebook.”

For a moment or two, this really got to me. Maybe I am just a dreamer that is out of touch with reality. Maybe I should just settle and not expect too much. Those relationships that seem so perfect are just a movie. A figment of someone’s great imagination. How could that ever happen to me?

Then it hit me, why would I just settle? Does God want us to settle on mediocrity? To just get by in life? Absolutely not! Psalm 37:4 says to “Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart.”

I fully expect to have a fairy tale romance. To sweep and be swept off of my feet. I refuse to settle. I refuse mediocrity. I want the very best of what God has to offer. I will not settle. I fully believe that when God is the absolute center of a relationship/marriage the “great” times will far outweigh the “good” times and the “bad” or “tough”” times. Of course it will take work, any human to human relationship does, but there will never be a feeling of “is this as good as it gets?”

Before I march out into the world and declare that God give me what I want, there is a prerequisite. You might have missed it, but it’s there. “Delight yourself in the Lord.” What does that mean exactly?

Well, in fairy tale terms, it means to be swept off your feet by God’s love. Before God can entrust you with the emotions and heart of one of his children he wants you to be fully sustainable by Him.

How can we ever be fully sustainable by God if he isn’t a part of our daily life? He is more than just an hour on Sunday’s. He is more than a wishing well. He is a father, a best friend and a constant companion.

A friend of mine once told me that the next girl he dates he wants to look them in the eye and say this: “I don’t need you in my life. I want you in my life. I am blessed to have you in my life, but I am fully sustainable by Christ alone.”

Scary proclamation, but that is the very definition of delighting yourself in the Lord.

Once upon a time…

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Why “marked change?”

The word revolution means a sudden, complete or “marked change” in something.

Once we decide to let God write our story, there is a “marked change” in the way we live our lives. A rational decision to alter our lives and follow Christ. This can come when we are in our deepest brokenness or walking down the street, but there is a conscious marked change.

Romans 12:2 puts it this way:

Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect.

A “marked change”.  It happened to me.  It came laying in bed one night when I finally admitted to God that my way “sucked.” It was time to hand the pen over to the author of salvation.  My story hasn’t been the same since.

Who is writing your story?

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