Someone asked me yesterday, why do you do Relay For Life? Why do you need an event? Why can’t people just donate more of the money, not spend money for the event. Well, Relay For Life is a way to celebrate. A way for those that have lost a loved one to honor, remember, and have a sense of closure. Relay for Life is a way for a cancer survivor to celebrate their victory, to show those that are just beginning their journey that they can overcome, that cancer does not have to be a death sentence. Some of you may be tired of my post, You may be excited that the event is coming up and that I will stop talking about it. But cancer doesn’t take a break. A cancer patient can’t take a day off from cancer. So, I won’t apologize for the frequency of my relay post. My desire to do more, to provide people with a way Celebrate. Remember. Fight Back.


No Shave November…

Well, I did it. I managed to go the entire month without shaving. Not even trimming or manscaping. This is the first that I can remember letting it go this far. It wasn’t fun thats for sure. I did learn some things along the way. A lot of people would tell me things like “If you don’t like it, just shave” or “No one would care if you quit”. But the thing was, I had made a commitment. I made a promise on November 1st that I was going to do this. That I would stick it out regardless of how much it itched, or looked shaggy. This promise wasn’t to anyone in particular. No one was going to be mad at me if I shaved. No one except for me that is. If I couldn’t hold a promise to myself how could I make one to anyone else. I really really don’t like facial hair. I in no way enjoyed the month. There were times I wanted to run up stairs and give in to the razor. Going to work and talking to strangers with this unkempt appearance, Going to church every week looking like I slept under a bridge, Sitting at the Thanksgiving dinner table feeling like a pilgrim, it all sucked. But today, Dec. 1st, I sit here smooth faced and proud. I know its not that big of a deal, “all you did was not shave for a month”, but I did it for myself. The way my life has been going the last several years, unpredictable and out of my control. It was nice to be able to set a goal, be in control of that goal, and see it through to completion. Will I do it again next year.. Probably not. :O) I will finish this post with a top ten…

The top ten things I’ve learned from No Shave November…

10. Beards… Their gross

9. Beards… They itch

8. Beards… People say they like “yours”, which is a little creepy

7. Beards… They don’t actually keep your face any warmer

6. Beards… They make it difficult to lay your face on a pillow

5. Beards… They don’t make you feel more “manly”

4. Beards… They take commitment and determination to grow

3. Beards… No two are the same

2.Beards… I can grow one

And the number one thing I learned,

1. Beards… I don’t like ’em.

Ho Hum

You ever have those days where you just want to exist. Not feel the need to talk to anyone. Just show up, do what your suppose to do, and be left alone?

I need to get back to blogging. I would like to keep a running log of whats going on in my life.

The biggest thing I really having going on right now is getting geared up for another Relay For Life. I am on the committee this year. Managing the website and sending emails to hundreds of people. I’m excited to be so involved this year. I hope to contribute to a great Relay.

If you would like to donate to my fundraising efforts, you can visit my page at http://tinyurl.com/Tims2012Relay



Hello blog… I vagely remember you…

So, its been a very trying and long winter. I will spare the details. But if  you are a close friend and know the details, I Thank You for all the support.

So, whats coming up? Well, the first thing on the horizon is the Relay For Life. I am looking forward to this event. It’s a small way to give back and honor my grandpa. He lost his battle with cancer 6 years ago. Wow, has it really been 6 years? Time has gone by so fast. So many things have changed. What would he think? What would he say? Where would I be now? I miss him greatly. Anyways, the Relay For Life is going to be great, its an overnight walk, lasting about 18 hours. I am team captain of team “Tempered Like Steel”. The team name comes from one of my favorite quotes of grandpa’s. He said that “humans are tempered like steel, the more we go through the fires, the stronger we become”. When I am going through trials I try and remember that I will come out stronger on the other side. My team consist of some friends and family and we have raised over $1000 already for American Cancer Society. If your reading this, and would like to donate, http://tinyurl.com/TimsRelayPage will get you to the right place. Should be a great time.

In other news, Not much else is going on. At least not that I think I will share here right now. Looking forward to some events coming up in the summer months. I did participate in Tom’s Shoes One Day Without Shoes campaign again this year. Was a fun day. I managed to get out and into several public places barefoot. The goal is to get people to notice your bare feet, they ask why, and you get to share the info about kids in other parts of the world that have to without shoes on a daily basis and the risk they take doing so. Then you get to share about how Toms Shoes does the buy one give one campaign to help solve this issue. So, overall its a for a good cause, and gave me an excuse to be comfy all day.
Well, I think that’s about all I can/will share at the moment. Thanks for stopping by. I will try and update here a little more often.


At Your Feet…

Casting Crowns song, At Your Feet, pretty much sums up where I am at this point. I have to  give it all to you Lord. Guide me in the right direction. Help me to find where I need to be, What I need to be doing. I can’t do this. I have to give it all to you. I want the peace of your understanding, the comfort of your hand in my life. I want to be the mentor, the example, the Christian that you want me to be. Thank you for providing the opportunities to fulfill these desires, give me the strength, knowledge and understanding to follow your plan. Thank you for the people in my life. They are my guides. My fellow pieces of the body of Christ, help us to work together to do your work.

Let go, Let God. Sounds easy doesn’t it. But it’s this simple plan that many of us struggle with the most. If we would stop trying to be God over our lives or the lives of others and let God take control, things would be much better. So why is it so hard? Why do we continue to try and self manage our lives? Why do we continue to make the same bad choices over and over? If we (I) would just completely surrender all of my stress and decisions over to God, and let him be the one in control I wouldn’t be in a lot of the situations that I have been in. I have been reading a book titled Lifes healing choices. This book and devotion series aims to teach you that you are not God and that we are unable to self manage our lives. We need to Let Go and Let God. As I have been faced with a lot of stress in the last few weeks, it seems apprroprate that I am in the middle of this series right now. I have to continualy remind myself that I need to just turns things over to God and let him lead me down the right path in my life. I have to make a constant effort to remember that I am not God and that I can’t self manage my life. I’m thankful to have a savior that lives and loves me unconditionally. And I know that he is always there, waiting for me to ask for help. I just have to give it up to him.

Lord, thank you for the blessings in my life. I know that you live and love me unconditionally. Help me to remember to turn things over to you and allow your will to be done. I can’t do this without you. I need you in my life. I give it all to you. Amen


Today was an interesting day. I participated in TOMS shoes, OneDayWithoutShoes campagne. The objective behind this was to raise awareness to how different life is when you don’t have access to footwear. I went the entire day without shoes. I did not want to just stay around the house, I wanted to get out and see how things would be different.

I started my day with a trip to a clothing store. They know me in this store, so I was not a stranger. But after entering without shoes, I was looked at strangely. I offered to explain it to the two employees in an attempt to meet the goal of raising awareness. They found it interesting and supported letting me continue to shop barefoot. They did not however, join me in the fun. After spending some time walking around the store, the carpet was clean and soft, not a big issue. Trying on clothes was easier, no footwear to deal with. As I paid for my items, the lady at the register applauded my efforts and wished me well. As I was walking across the parking lot, the cool air of the day chilled my feet, I thought of how cold your feet would be in the winter, snow and ice. Continuing my walk to the truck, I felt stones and other debris on the soles of my feet.

My next stop was McDonalds. My initial thought was, Drive-thru. But, what would I learn from that. So I opted to go in. I was a bit hesitate at first, thinking that I would be asked to leave. But much to my surprise, nothing was said. The tile was cold, kinda sticky from spilled soda and whatever. I thought about how spending everyday barefoot would result in some very strange sensations as you walk thru the muck. Surfaces become slippery and the risk of falling increases. I received my order, and took it to go. At this point, my feet are getting a little sore. The pebbles and rocks on the sidewalks and parking lots really take a toll.

The next stop was at church. Nothing too out of the ordinary there. I was greeted by other barefoot’d people. We shared some stories about how the day was going and the experiences that they have had. Spending most of the afternoon there in the carpeted church was not so bad, we were productive, had band practice as scheduled. Was given the chance to share the cause with some people who were unaware of why I was barefoot.

After a busy evening at church, I headed home. One last stop to make. I needed fuel in the truck. I once again, opted to pay inside rather than pay-at-the-pump. Much like McDonalds, the tile was cold, kinda wet or sticky in various places. The clerk was unconcerned with my shoe status.

So, in conclusion. I am glad I participated. My feet are a bit sore and very dirty but it gave me a new perspective on just another blessing that we often take for granted. I am grateful for the things that God provides in my life.

It’s that time of year again, Easter. A time of sorrow, a time of remembrance, a time of rejoice. As this “holiday” draws near we begin to study and tell the story of Christ death and resurrection. But the story of Christ death is more than just a story, it’s a promise.  This promise starts with Gods son, sent from heaven to be born of a virgin. (Matthew 1:23 “Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and they shall call his name Immanuel”). From this very beginning God had a plan.

Christ death was not special in the manner that he died, or the manner that he was buried, but what made Christ death special was that he died for us, a sinless man, paying our debt out of his unconditional love for us (Romans 5:8 ” but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us”)

After Christ death, he was placed in a tomb. But in Matthew 12 we are given a promise that he would rise again, “For just as Jonah was three days and three nights in the belly of the great fish, so will the Son of Man be three days and three nights in the heart of the earth.”

In Mark 16, the promise continues, when 3 days had passed, Mary Magdalene and others had gone to the tomb to anoint him, “And looking up, they saw that the stone had been rolled back—it was very large. And entering the tomb, they saw a young man sitting on the right side, dressed in a white robe, and they were alarmed. And he said to them, “Do not be alarmed. You seek Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified. He has risen; he is not here…”

Jesus had risen again as promised, and returned to the right hand of the father, where he prepares a place for us, and will return again to take us to be with him in the heavens. Mark 13:32 “But concerning that day or that hour, no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. Be on guard, keep awake. For you do not know when the time will come.”

So, Easter to me is more than a story, its a wonderful promise. I love reading the Easter story. And being reminded of Gods unconditional love for us and how he paid a debt that he did not owe, for a debt I could never pay. I hope that you can take the time to really think about Easter and not get wrapped up in the “hallmark-ness” of it.

I helped move a disabled elderly lady today into the county retirement center. We did not know her. We’ll probably never see her again. But the representative from the county had called 5 other churches. All giving the answer of no. No? Unwilling to help?! God says to help the poor and those in need. How could 5 churches be so inwardly focused that they could not give a few hours of their day to help this lady.

She lived right here in my town of Franklin. After walking thru the door, you would think we were in the slums of New York or something. It’s not often we think about the poor and sick. When you think of missions and helping the less fortunate, you often think distance, places like  mexico or 3rd world countries.  But, when right under our noses, people are hurting, people are in need. If one person helps one person, then we could make a difference.

It really bothers me that this poor woman was living in pure filth, with bugs and insects all over the place, so close to my home. Unable to care for herself, she had to live in the conditions that she did. Forgotten by many.

It was very humbling to put things into perspective. I thank God for the things that he has blessed me with. I was glad that I was available to help this lady move some things. Most of her stuff was so dirty and bug filled that its being left for the landlord to throw out.

So my question is, How can we change someones life today?  How can we reach the world in our own community?

And he said to him, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the great and first commandment. And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”  Matthew 22:37-39

This was her bedroom. This is the condition that she lived in. The picture really does not do it justice. This picture does not show all the bugs, the rotten food, the smell.

Her Bedroom

Her Bedroom

Lord, Thank you for the blessings that you have provided in my life, help me to keep an open heart for those less fortunate. Help me to keep a passion for your work and serving those in need. Bless this lady in her new home. I pray that she can live a better life today than she was yesterday. Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to show her your love. Amen