“No we’re never gonna survive unless we are a little crazy” – Seal

A few weeks ago, I was having lunch with my boss and he said the strangest thing. I don’t even remember the context, but his statement went like this;

“Aaron, everyone’s got a little crazy in them. Some just show it more than other’s”

For the life of me, I don’t know why I still remember that. Maybe it’s the “little bit-o-crazy” that is sneaking out of me. I think he’s right though. I think there are times when we absolutely need to be! I remember the band Petra (aging myself here) once had a lyric that said;

“Some may call me foolish, some may call me odd. I’d rather be a fool in the eyes of man, then a fool in the eyes of God”

The song “Crazy” by Mercyme puts it even better. (click to play)

“I have not been called
to the wisdom of this world
but to a God who’s calling out to me
Even though the world may think
I’m losing touch with reality,
it would be CRAZY to choose this world
over eternity”

So, as you venture out today, don’t be afraid to be a little “crazy”. After all, Seal, Petra, Mercyme and my boss all said that it’s okay.

Originally posted January 2006

The Only Thing That's Good In Me

200px-michaepose.jpgLet me begin by thanking Kerri for her recommendation of the new Michael English book “The Prodigal Comes Home” a few weeks ago. I started reading it on Friday and couldn’t put it down until I finished it last night. I am still thinking about it today. It’s not a fairy tale story. I won’t give away details, but I recommend this book to anyone. To those that struggle with addiction, self-doubt, Religion vs. Jesus, failure, doubt and self control…this book is a must read. It’s a story of Gods endless pursuit of our heart and His matchless grace.

Michael has also released a new single called “The Only Thing That’s Good In Me”. After reading his book, the lyrics take an entirely new meaning. The two parts that spoke to me directly were:

“If you would walk the hallways of my heart
And see things as they really are
I wonder if you might be surprised.
Seeing faded walls of pride and fear
Rooms I filled with faithless tears
Corners where I’ve stood in compromise”

“The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus
The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus
I’ve lived long enough to know
No matter what this life might show
The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus”

I’ve learned over the years that the web and blogs can make this big ol’ world pretty small. That being the case, if you know Michael English, or have any way to contact him, I post this message below to him directly.

Michael – Thank you for being transparent. Thank you for putting your struggles, failure, battles and long road home in print for others to read. I pray that you continue on your road to healing. I pray that God uses your journey to bring others into a loving relationship with him. I pray for his strength and power as you walk each day in a renewed relationship with him. Thank you again.

80's Wisdom

After listening to the song in the post below several times, I hit the satellite radio to re-live some 80’s memories. Talk about memory lane. The lyric below struck me as interesting and makes for today’s “Wisdom from the 80’s”.

I can promise you tomorrow, but I can’t buy back yesterday

– Bon Jovi

Time Killer Wednesday

I have not posted anything 80’s lately. I had to get my fix, so I hit this 80’s music quiz tonight. If you’re looking to kill a little time today, why not moon walk over to The 80’s Lyrics Quiz and see how you do. I am both saddened and amazed that I did relatively well. Still couldn’t tell you who won the war of 18-whatever…but I know my 80’s lyrics! Here’s my score:


Would you believe I missed the lyrics to a certain Peter Gabriel song from a certain movie that is one of my all time favorites? Let me know how you did…

The Legend of Silent Night

Bellau Wood – By Garth Brooks

Oh, the snowflakes fell in silence
Over Belleau Wood that night
For a Christmas truce had been declared
By both sides of the fight
As we lay ther in our trenches
The silence broke in two
By a German soldier singing
A song that we all knew

Though I did not know the language
The song was “Silent Night”
Then I heard my buddy whisper, “All is calm and all is bright”
Then the fear and doubt surrounded me ‘Cause I’d die if I was wrong
But I stood up in my trench And I began to sing along

Then across the frozen battlefield
Another’s voice joined in
Until one by one each man became
A singer of the hymn
Then I thought that I was dreaming
For right there in my sight
Stood the German soldier ‘Neath the falling flakes of white

And he raised his hand and smiled at me
As if he seemed to say
Here’s hoping we both live
To see us find a better way

Then the devil’s clock struck midnight
And the skies lit up again
And the battlefield where heaven stood
Was blown to hell again
But for just one fleeting moment
The answer seemed so clear
Heaven’s not beyond the clouds
It’s just beyond the fear

No, heaven’s not beyond the clouds
It’s for us to find it here

Lyric of the Year….

pen_paper I’ll be posting some of the “Best of 2007” stuff next week, but driving home from Cleveland tonight, I heard this song and thought it couldn’t wait. I think we see a lot of this kind of talk this time of year. I wondered as I drove if this is something we should do ALL year long. I even thought “let it start with me”. So I am incorporating this as my “motto” for 2008….”Surely we can change..something“.

And the problem it seems
Is with you and me
Not the Love who came
To repair everything

When all the love in the world
Is right here among us
And hatred too
And so we must choose
What our hands will do

Where there is pain
Let us bring grace
Where there is suffering
Bring serenity
For those afraid
Let us be brave
Where there is misery
Let us bring them relief
And surely we can change
Surely we can change
Oh surely we can change

Surely We Can Change” by David Crowder Band from the CD “Remedy

My Christmas List

In honor of “Black Friday”, “Cyber Monday” and the time of year when family and friends begin asking for your Christmas lists, I thought I would post this song and the words. One day this wish will come true for everyone. Until that time, it would be my prayer to do our part to make it a reality here on earth.

No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up christmas list

Grown Up Christmas List” by Kelly Clarkson

God with Us….

For the first time today, I have been able to get a few minutes of quiet all alone. I am overwhelmed by the weight of what we witnessed today. There is so much to tell and so many thoughts that ran through my head as we waited for some news. There is one story in particular that I just have to share.

It was my absolute pleasure to meet Stef’s mom today and spend some time hearing stories about him. Those of you that follow Stef’s blog will remember this post from earlier this week where he talked about a sunrise. His mom told me today about the day that Stef was born. She said that right after he was born, the sun came up and through the window of her room. She said it “bathed and filled the room”. She said that at that moment, she knew that God had his hand on her sons life. She felt like God was showing her that he was going to be someone very special.

I think we would all agree.

It just so happens that Mercyme announced today that their new song (God with Us) is available on iTunes. You can bet I downloaded it and have listened to it several times. It’s perfect for what I am feeling at this very moment. The chorus is such a testimony to what we just witnessed.

All that is within me cries
For you alone be glorified
God with us
My heart sings a brand new song
The debt is paid
These chains our gone
God with us

God wasn’t only with us today, he is always with us. These chains are gone. He is able to do immeasurably more then I give him credit for. He deserves the honor. He deserves the glory. My heart indeed sings a brand new song today. God with us.

Sneek Preview – "Cinderella"


This doesn’t come out until Tuesday, but this will be a MUST BUY for any father with daughters. It’s a beautiful song which will appear on the blog soon. While we wait, here are the lyrics from “Cinderella” by Steven Curtis Chapman from the upcoming release of “This Moment”. You can also hear it at Steven’s Myspace page. Dad’s hold onto your heart strings…and your daughters while you listen to this one.

Cinderella” by Steven Curtis Chapman

She spins and she sways to whatever song plays
Without a care in the world
and I’m sitting here wearin’ the weight of the world
on my shoulders

It’s been a long day and there’s still work to do
she’s pullin’ at me saying “dad I need you”
There’s a ball at the castle and I’ve been invited
And I need to practice my dancin’
Oh please daddy please.

So I dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
Cause I know something the prince never knew
Oh I dance with Cinderella
I don’t want to miss even one song
Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she’ll be gone.

She says he’s a nice guy and I’ll be impressed
She wants to know if I approve of the dress
She says Dad the prom is just one week away
And I need to practice my dancin’
Oh please Daddy please

So I dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
Cause I know something that prince never knew
Oh I dance with Cinderella
I don’t want to miss even one song
Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she’ll be gone.

She came home today with a ring on her hand
Just glowin’ and tellin’ us all they had planned
She says “Dad the wedding’s just 6 months away”
and I need to practice my dancin’
Oh please daddy please.

So I dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
Cause I know something that prince never knew
Oh I dance with Cinderella
I don’t want to miss even one song
Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she’ll be gone.


past-the-edges-chris-rice.jpgThis is certainly not a new song by Chris Rice. It’s from his “Past the Edges” CD, but I just HEARD it (beyond music and words) for the first time. Maybe I needed to hear it today. Maybe someone else does too? I felt led to post it for that very reason. (emphasis mine)

Naive” by Chris Rice

How long until You defend Your name and set the record right
And how far will You allow the human race to run and hide
And how much can You tolerate our weaknesses
Before You step into our sky blue and say “That’s quite enough!”

Am I naive to want a remedy for every bitter heart
Can I believe You hold an exclamation point for every question mark
And can I leave the timing of this universe in bigger hands
And may I be so bold to ask You to please hurry?

I hear that a God who’s good would never let the evil run so long
But I say it’s because You’re good You’re giving us more time, yeah
‘Cause I believe that You love to show us mercy
But when will You step into our sky blue
And say “That’s quite enough, and your time is up!”

Am I naive to want a remedy for every bitter heart
Can I believe You hold an exclamation point for every question mark
And can I leave the timing of this universe in bigger hands
And may I be so bold to ask You to please hurry?

Am I naive…
Can I believe…
And can I leave…in bigger hands
And may I be so bold to ask You, to ask You, to ask You

How long?

Music and Lyrics

img_2091.JPGHave you ever been driving down the road with a friend, singing a song and you totally screw up the lyrics? Worse yet, do you ever not know the lyrics so you either –

A) mumble something that sounds close to the lyric
B) start to whistle as to not give away that you don’t know it

Luckily my wife isn’t nearly as into music as I am. Either that, or she is too nice to point out every time I misquote or mistakenly sing the wrong thing. Well friends, admitting it is the first step. C’mon…I’m not the only one am I?

I thought about this other day when I was “putting on a concert” in the car to “Jet Airliner” by Steve Miller Band. I hit the chorus and belted out.. “Big ol’ Carolina“…. Something told me that just wasn’t right. Next time around I tried “Big ol’ Chet the niner“. You’d think I could have picked up the title of the song. Well friends, there is help. The Archive of Misheard Lyrics is here for you! Check this site out. They give you the correct quote as well as some hilarious versions of what other people thought it was.

We can now cruise the roads of the US and belt out our favorite song to the delight of the family and friends in the car. Hitting the notes is a whole different story….

Easy Silence

“Easy silence that you make for me
It’s okay when there’s nothing more to say to me
And the peaceful quiet you create for me
And the way you keep the world at bay for me”
-Dixie Chicks

I’m a talker by nature (surprise, surprise). While silence is often golden, I can’t stand to sit with another human being in complete silence. I have found that there are two kinds of silence. The first is uneasy silence. This happens sitting next to a stranger on an airplane, crowded elevators, being a hotel room alone, standing on a stage and having your power point presentation crash on you. Those are uneasy moments and the silence is awful.

There are also those times when silence can be easy. Easy silence, for me, is when I can reflect on what I just read, heard, saw, or did. Prayer is easy silence. Worship can be easy silence. Being with my wife is another place of easy silence. Maybe that’s why I connected with the lyric above. I was intrigued by the line about creating a peaceful quiet for someone and keeping the world at bay for someone. I found myself thinking of home. My wife and my kids (yes, I said kids) create that peaceful quiet for me. They also “keep the world at bay” for me. No matter where I’ve been, whats on my shoulders and mind, they are where I find an “easy silence”.

I am challenged with if I provide the same for them. Do I create a silence that provides comfort? Do I keep the world and it’s troubles at bay for them? Is our home a place of refuge and easy silence?

How about you? Where is your “easy silence” and who keeps “the world at bay for you”?

The Grace of My Life

img_12432.jpgOne more post for my wife before Mothers day. I had never heard this song before until I was cutting the grass the other day. The lyrics say perfectly what I feel about my wife. Although all (former) boy band posts have been banned on, I can safely post it here. Brian Littrell’s CD “Welcome Home” hasn’t gotten the credit it deserves. It’s not about the artist, it’s about the content.

You are the grace of my life
So tender, so undeserved
Hard to believe you’re my wife
Even harder to put what I feel into words.
If I need evidence God is good
Just looking at you is enough.
You are the grace of my life
For you grace my life with your love.

Grace of My Life” by Brian Littrell

Tough Little Boys

img_2500.JPGWhen tough little boys grow up to be dad’s, they turn into big babies again” – Gary Allan

I have blogged this process several times, but today was hopefully the beginning of the final chapter of “What Happens When Treadmills Attack”. For those that might have missed it, back in November, my 6 year old son got into a fight with the treadmill and needless to say, the treadmill won. He did some major damage to the “naughty” finger on his left hand. We thought it was going to be alright after the healing of the wound took place, but over the past few months, it literally took a turn.

Long story short, the tip of said finger has gradually been going further and further to the side. It didn’t hurt him, but it clearly was never meant to be like that. Several doctors, x-rays and consultations later and we arrived at the surgey to repair it this morning. I’m happy to report that, best we can tell, it was a success. We will know more in 4 weeks when they remove the pin, but with his age and the growing he has ahead of him, I think my little guys gonna be just fine.

I was once again reminded of my strongest weakness though. I’m good to go until something happens to one of my kids or my wife. If you want to see a guy lose it pretty quick, stand me next to my son in a hospital bed and watch the meltdown occur. Granted, it was only his finger, but man oh man, it puts things in perspective real quick.

Being that “the boy” is….a boy, I am sure this one of many injuries, scrapes, bumps and bruises. I guess I am the one that needs to toughen up a bit.