haha :). I knew this would pick up soon!
Friday, September 26, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Jesus is my friend
Before you think I'm getting spiritual here, well...there's no introduction that will suffice, so just watch this video.
I guess we've come a long way :)
I guess we've come a long way :)
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Proverbs 16
I sat down today to read Proverbs 16, and wasn't quite ready for what happened. I've read this chapter many times, but today I've seen it in a special light (and THAT is why I know that God's Word is living and active). I won't break all of it down, but I want to share with you one short contrast that changed my perspective a little today.
v. 7 - When a man's ways are pleasing to the LORD, He makes even his enemies to be at peace with him.
I've read Daniel, and know the story of every time God delivered him. I read the Gospels, and have discovered that God will even break you out of jail if that's what He wants.
But this was new.
I love a lot swirling around my head about what this means to me, but am anxious to hear your thoughts. Or, if you have something else to share - go for it!
it's just fun to re-discover Scripture again...
v. 7 - When a man's ways are pleasing to the LORD, He makes even his enemies to be at peace with him.
I've read Daniel, and know the story of every time God delivered him. I read the Gospels, and have discovered that God will even break you out of jail if that's what He wants.
But this was new.
I love a lot swirling around my head about what this means to me, but am anxious to hear your thoughts. Or, if you have something else to share - go for it!
it's just fun to re-discover Scripture again...
Friday, September 5, 2008
new.
So, it's pretty hard for me to slow down. When I don't slow down, I start to morph into someone I shouldn't be. Not only that, I begin to put God on the backburner, and schedule Him in when the time allows.
Why can't I just follow God?
I've been teaching on fresh starts, and I've been feeling quite convicted. So much so, that immediately after the first talk on leaving the past behind, and saying "yes" to what God has for me, I walked straight to the back of the room and buried my face in my hands, knowing that I was most guilty in the room. I'm not sure if you know the pain that guilt brings like I experienced, but I felt it, as if it were a physical weight on my shoulders.
I spent some time in prayer and reading this afternoon, and God brought me to a few thoughts out of 2 Corinthians 5 - being made new. Out of my reading and prayer time, though, I was refreshed by one, singular principle:
God's mercies are made new each day. Every single day, He is anxious to walk with me.
Screw up as I may, He is always, unthinkably ready to embrace me.
And that, my friends, is the truth that lifts the weight every time.
Wherever you are, whatever struggles you're mucking through, remember that God, in His never-ending (think about that)...never...ending...love, is so ready to give you strength.
May you seek Him today.
Why can't I just follow God?
I've been teaching on fresh starts, and I've been feeling quite convicted. So much so, that immediately after the first talk on leaving the past behind, and saying "yes" to what God has for me, I walked straight to the back of the room and buried my face in my hands, knowing that I was most guilty in the room. I'm not sure if you know the pain that guilt brings like I experienced, but I felt it, as if it were a physical weight on my shoulders.
I spent some time in prayer and reading this afternoon, and God brought me to a few thoughts out of 2 Corinthians 5 - being made new. Out of my reading and prayer time, though, I was refreshed by one, singular principle:
God's mercies are made new each day. Every single day, He is anxious to walk with me.
Screw up as I may, He is always, unthinkably ready to embrace me.
And that, my friends, is the truth that lifts the weight every time.
Wherever you are, whatever struggles you're mucking through, remember that God, in His never-ending (think about that)...never...ending...love, is so ready to give you strength.
May you seek Him today.
Monday, September 1, 2008
classic movies
So, I've been on this life-trek to watch most to all of the movies that one needs to watch in a given lifetime. So here's the deal: I'm looking for any or all movies that are must-sees; whether they are merely funny, influential, or just flat-out perspective-changers. So comment. No minimum. No maximum. Gimme all ya got.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
New Ten10 T-Shirts
Monday, August 25, 2008
A 9-yr old boy was told to quit because he is too good.
No seriously, that's actually a true story. Before I gunk it up with unnecessary words, go check it out for yourself.
http://tinyurl.com/6cdnyn
Wow. What are we thinking sometimes?
http://tinyurl.com/6cdnyn
Wow. What are we thinking sometimes?
Read this right stinking now.
So, I'm curious. I engaged in a conversation with a friend of mine about blogging. It was as simple as this: blogging is stupid - so why do you do it. I told him why, and he said, ok, that makes sense (it's irrelevant why I blog).
Here's the point...I am curious to know who reads this sorry excuse for authorship.
So comment...I'm curious. I'm assuming the number of comments will equal the number of readers. If it goes over three, I'll be ecstatic. If not, I'm still blogging, Daniel.
Here's the point...I am curious to know who reads this sorry excuse for authorship.
So comment...I'm curious. I'm assuming the number of comments will equal the number of readers. If it goes over three, I'll be ecstatic. If not, I'm still blogging, Daniel.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
fear
A few months ago, God gave me a vision for something. Something different. Something challenging. I ignored it up to this point, knowing the work it would take to make this thing work.
I went to God this past week asking for direction, guidance, and vision.
I wonder if He laughed :).
Whether He laughed or not, I'm sure I'll find out later, but I know He gave me another glimpse of what my future could look like.
I'm not ignoring it this time. I'm not going to fear. I'm definitely not backing down.
In the face of problems and challenges, do we back down? Is our God that small?
Mine's not, and I'm not backing down. Are you?
I went to God this past week asking for direction, guidance, and vision.
I wonder if He laughed :).
Whether He laughed or not, I'm sure I'll find out later, but I know He gave me another glimpse of what my future could look like.
I'm not ignoring it this time. I'm not going to fear. I'm definitely not backing down.
In the face of problems and challenges, do we back down? Is our God that small?
Mine's not, and I'm not backing down. Are you?
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Airport Observations pt. 2
I realized that I left you in my last post somewhat unprepared. This is mostly due to the fact that things happen in airports that might be worth paying some attention to. So without further ado, here's part two (totally didn't plan to rhyme that...)
6. A man with a severely unkempt goatee will smile at you. Because this smile accompanied a wink, you guess he's saying something in his mind, like, "He's got a pretty mouth."
Wherever you are, this is what you should do...in order.
a. Look somewhere else
b. Create a diversion (pull a fire alarm, yell "fight!", or hijack one of those "beepie-take-you-where-you-need-to-get-faster-than-everyone-else-go-cart-jobbie-thingies." Some of you are thinking these are extreme measures, but would you rather be cornered by this slobbering fool?
c. Avoid bathrooms
d. Run away until you are out of eyeshot.
e. Keep an eye out for this dude. He may be just crazy enough to follow.
7. If you happen to find a Burger King, you'll stop and order some food (because the "Indy Double Whopper" is not good for you, but it's too good to pass up). When you finally get to order, you'll rattle off "Indy Double Whopper Meal Please" as fast as you can. Go ahead, say it to yourself. It's not easy. It doesn't roll off of the proverbial tongue. The cashier will ask you to say it again. You sigh out of fatigue, and make another attempt - this time successful. You pay for your food. They then hand you a receipt and a cup. Upon handing you your cup, you learn that there is no ice in the machine, but the drinks are still cold. You reply, "It's cool." Because you are NOT about to jeopardize your "Indy Whopper" future (yeah I shortened that crap). You prance over to the drink station, and to your astonishment, the person in front of you has a bountiful supply of ice spilling out of the machine - cubes falling to the ground, as they laugh it up, that they're taking the last bit of ice. Even though you want to stab this person in the jaw, you move on to fill your cup. You are able to get the last few cubes of ice out of the machine. And then, without warning, you realize that NONE of the carbonated beverages in this fountain machine work. Why wasn't this a warning??? Am I supposed to go without an iced, cold Dr. Pepper with my "IDW" (shortened it again...what's up)??? Again, you are NOT about to get in the way of your "Indy", so you go with the flow - fruit punch it is.
8. You'll need to use the restroom at some point. Now, this is tricky, because most people have carry-on luggage like backpacks, laptop cases, purses, small suitcases, etc. Whatever the case, none of these items must hit the floor.
DISCLAIMER: I realize that this publication is written from a male point-of-view. I apologize to those who are of the female persuasion reading this. The following may or may not apply to you, but if it does, please don't tell me. That would make for one, awkward conversation.
As you enter the bathroom, utilize any handles/straps on your carry-on luggage, so that your hands are free to navigate the terrain (if you're like me, you have a backpack laptop case. This is the way to go). As you walk in the doors, you'll see a group of urinals. They are not all options. You MUST pick the one farthest away from the next human being. If there are even options on either side of an individual, then I would suggest the cleanest. All bets are off, though, when an individual walks in and picks the urinal next to you (reminder: If it's the unkempt-beard-pretty-mouth guy, stop peeing and run. I know it will burn, but the consequences of finishing the race aren't worth it). This individual will probably "pull up" to the urinal, grunt (remember, you're in the men's bathroom), and unzip and start peeing. Sometimes, whistling will ensue.
WARNING: The following may not be suitable for children.
And then he takes a peak. And by peak, I don't mean, "I'd like to see what the sun looks like, so I'll glance and then look away as to not burn my retinas." It's more like "I like what I'm seeing so I'm going to take a gander." In this situation, some react peacefully, as if to let him finish his man-spotting and go on with their life. If you're like me, you'll get very uncomfortable, turn the opposite direction (not too far, the others might see you), and increase the flow, so as to finish quickly. As you walk out, you ponder the possibility of washing the hands. Skip it. There are other restrooms with less creepy people inside.
9. If you're flying by yourself, you'll no doubt sit next to a stranger. In my case, you'll sit next to a strange stranger. In this case, I was the last person on the plane, and had only one choice of seat (my seat was taken because of some pre-flight seat-jumping activity). Lucky for me, I get the seat next to the one grown adult holding a teddy bear. The most probable case is that this person has just escaped "the looney bin" and you should, under no circumstance, talk to this person. In the case that this person talks to you first, you still must offer no response. This is only for your health. I've seen Halloween. I know what escapees do.
10. There is a man at Starbucks, pounding at the keys, blogging about his experiences at the airport. His name is Mark, and is dashing. He sports a tie, in the hopes that he might be bumped up to first class. Walk up to him, and hand him some money out of your wallet. It will make his day :).
Safe travels ladies and gentlemen.
6. A man with a severely unkempt goatee will smile at you. Because this smile accompanied a wink, you guess he's saying something in his mind, like, "He's got a pretty mouth."
Wherever you are, this is what you should do...in order.
a. Look somewhere else
b. Create a diversion (pull a fire alarm, yell "fight!", or hijack one of those "beepie-take-you-where-you-need-to-get-faster-than-everyone-else-go-cart-jobbie-thingies." Some of you are thinking these are extreme measures, but would you rather be cornered by this slobbering fool?
c. Avoid bathrooms
d. Run away until you are out of eyeshot.
e. Keep an eye out for this dude. He may be just crazy enough to follow.
7. If you happen to find a Burger King, you'll stop and order some food (because the "Indy Double Whopper" is not good for you, but it's too good to pass up). When you finally get to order, you'll rattle off "Indy Double Whopper Meal Please" as fast as you can. Go ahead, say it to yourself. It's not easy. It doesn't roll off of the proverbial tongue. The cashier will ask you to say it again. You sigh out of fatigue, and make another attempt - this time successful. You pay for your food. They then hand you a receipt and a cup. Upon handing you your cup, you learn that there is no ice in the machine, but the drinks are still cold. You reply, "It's cool." Because you are NOT about to jeopardize your "Indy Whopper" future (yeah I shortened that crap). You prance over to the drink station, and to your astonishment, the person in front of you has a bountiful supply of ice spilling out of the machine - cubes falling to the ground, as they laugh it up, that they're taking the last bit of ice. Even though you want to stab this person in the jaw, you move on to fill your cup. You are able to get the last few cubes of ice out of the machine. And then, without warning, you realize that NONE of the carbonated beverages in this fountain machine work. Why wasn't this a warning??? Am I supposed to go without an iced, cold Dr. Pepper with my "IDW" (shortened it again...what's up)??? Again, you are NOT about to get in the way of your "Indy", so you go with the flow - fruit punch it is.
8. You'll need to use the restroom at some point. Now, this is tricky, because most people have carry-on luggage like backpacks, laptop cases, purses, small suitcases, etc. Whatever the case, none of these items must hit the floor.
DISCLAIMER: I realize that this publication is written from a male point-of-view. I apologize to those who are of the female persuasion reading this. The following may or may not apply to you, but if it does, please don't tell me. That would make for one, awkward conversation.
As you enter the bathroom, utilize any handles/straps on your carry-on luggage, so that your hands are free to navigate the terrain (if you're like me, you have a backpack laptop case. This is the way to go). As you walk in the doors, you'll see a group of urinals. They are not all options. You MUST pick the one farthest away from the next human being. If there are even options on either side of an individual, then I would suggest the cleanest. All bets are off, though, when an individual walks in and picks the urinal next to you (reminder: If it's the unkempt-beard-pretty-mouth guy, stop peeing and run. I know it will burn, but the consequences of finishing the race aren't worth it). This individual will probably "pull up" to the urinal, grunt (remember, you're in the men's bathroom), and unzip and start peeing. Sometimes, whistling will ensue.
WARNING: The following may not be suitable for children.
And then he takes a peak. And by peak, I don't mean, "I'd like to see what the sun looks like, so I'll glance and then look away as to not burn my retinas." It's more like "I like what I'm seeing so I'm going to take a gander." In this situation, some react peacefully, as if to let him finish his man-spotting and go on with their life. If you're like me, you'll get very uncomfortable, turn the opposite direction (not too far, the others might see you), and increase the flow, so as to finish quickly. As you walk out, you ponder the possibility of washing the hands. Skip it. There are other restrooms with less creepy people inside.
9. If you're flying by yourself, you'll no doubt sit next to a stranger. In my case, you'll sit next to a strange stranger. In this case, I was the last person on the plane, and had only one choice of seat (my seat was taken because of some pre-flight seat-jumping activity). Lucky for me, I get the seat next to the one grown adult holding a teddy bear. The most probable case is that this person has just escaped "the looney bin" and you should, under no circumstance, talk to this person. In the case that this person talks to you first, you still must offer no response. This is only for your health. I've seen Halloween. I know what escapees do.
10. There is a man at Starbucks, pounding at the keys, blogging about his experiences at the airport. His name is Mark, and is dashing. He sports a tie, in the hopes that he might be bumped up to first class. Walk up to him, and hand him some money out of your wallet. It will make his day :).
Safe travels ladies and gentlemen.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Airport Observations
When flying anywhere, there are a few phenomena that take place in most any airport. I'd like to take the next few minutes to list them in no discernable order or category.
1. There will be a man walking in your "personal space." This man will whistle in the general direction of your ears. Slow down and let him pass. If he's whistling, there's a good chance he's a brisk walker.
2. In order for people to get places faster, the larger airports have installed what are called, "Moving Sidewalks." I prefer the term, "horizontal escalator" or even the ever-popular, "slidie-thingie-that-gets-you-there-quicker-jobbie." They made this for people trying to get somewhere fast, such as people catching a connecting flight. These were not made for fat, lazy old men to stand and talk on the telephone while leaning on the handrail. If such a thing should occur, jab him with the sharpest object readily available. And remember, he won't chase you, because he's fat and lazy.
3. There will be a man with a beard that would make ZZ Top stare. He's walking with a backpack that looks like it was on a Forrest Gump-like journey. Hanging from this satchel are a cross and a rabbits foot on the same keychain. The untrained eye may infer that this is a man of faith. Rather, he is a man hanging on for every last bit of luck, religion, and/or superstition. This is a man who's been through the crapper and back, and has most likely had numerous struggles in his life. If he looks like he's boarding your plane, change your flight. No questions...just do it.
4. As you're waiting to board your plane, you sit and type on your laptop (if you're like me), but you hear a faint rhythmic beeping down the hall. It gets closer...and still yet closer. It is a the golf-cart-thingie that is used to take people from place to place. There's a woman on the back who has an inordinant amount of hair. Don't tell her the tire might run over it. Rather, watch intently, because if her hair catches in that tire, you're going to want to be present.
5. If you're in the southern states, you may smell the heavenly smell of barbecue from the local restaurants in the terminal. You'll stop, ponder, and eventually succomb to the slithery goodness of North Carolina style barbecue. You stand in line, awaiting your cullinary pleasure which sits in front of you. And then, without notice, the man in front of you orders the last bit of macaroni and cheese. THE LAST BIT...OF MACARONI...AND CHEESE! This means they're out, and you're left with only two choices for sides. Walk away. WALK AWAY I TELL YOU! The green beans are awful, and are not worth your $10. I speak from experience.
These axioms of aviary travel may help you in your journeys to come. I bid you bon voyage!
1. There will be a man walking in your "personal space." This man will whistle in the general direction of your ears. Slow down and let him pass. If he's whistling, there's a good chance he's a brisk walker.
2. In order for people to get places faster, the larger airports have installed what are called, "Moving Sidewalks." I prefer the term, "horizontal escalator" or even the ever-popular, "slidie-thingie-that-gets-you-there-quicker-jobbie." They made this for people trying to get somewhere fast, such as people catching a connecting flight. These were not made for fat, lazy old men to stand and talk on the telephone while leaning on the handrail. If such a thing should occur, jab him with the sharpest object readily available. And remember, he won't chase you, because he's fat and lazy.
3. There will be a man with a beard that would make ZZ Top stare. He's walking with a backpack that looks like it was on a Forrest Gump-like journey. Hanging from this satchel are a cross and a rabbits foot on the same keychain. The untrained eye may infer that this is a man of faith. Rather, he is a man hanging on for every last bit of luck, religion, and/or superstition. This is a man who's been through the crapper and back, and has most likely had numerous struggles in his life. If he looks like he's boarding your plane, change your flight. No questions...just do it.
4. As you're waiting to board your plane, you sit and type on your laptop (if you're like me), but you hear a faint rhythmic beeping down the hall. It gets closer...and still yet closer. It is a the golf-cart-thingie that is used to take people from place to place. There's a woman on the back who has an inordinant amount of hair. Don't tell her the tire might run over it. Rather, watch intently, because if her hair catches in that tire, you're going to want to be present.
5. If you're in the southern states, you may smell the heavenly smell of barbecue from the local restaurants in the terminal. You'll stop, ponder, and eventually succomb to the slithery goodness of North Carolina style barbecue. You stand in line, awaiting your cullinary pleasure which sits in front of you. And then, without notice, the man in front of you orders the last bit of macaroni and cheese. THE LAST BIT...OF MACARONI...AND CHEESE! This means they're out, and you're left with only two choices for sides. Walk away. WALK AWAY I TELL YOU! The green beans are awful, and are not worth your $10. I speak from experience.
These axioms of aviary travel may help you in your journeys to come. I bid you bon voyage!
Monday, June 2, 2008
Pray.
This past Sunday morning, our lead pastor asked for prayer. When anyone asks for prayer, it's appropriate to pray (obviously). But when one of our leaders struggles and needs help and support, I think it's crucial that we support him with our prayers.
So pray. Pray for his family's health. Pray for his family's peace. Pray for his leadership. Pray for our church.
Let's bathe him so much in prayer that he feels such an over-whelming peace that he knows it's heavenly, and not just a passing moment.
I think it's all we can do for the man who followed his vision for Indian Springs Baptist Church.
Pray.
So pray. Pray for his family's health. Pray for his family's peace. Pray for his leadership. Pray for our church.
Let's bathe him so much in prayer that he feels such an over-whelming peace that he knows it's heavenly, and not just a passing moment.
I think it's all we can do for the man who followed his vision for Indian Springs Baptist Church.
Pray.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Baptism Service Tonight!!!
Don't forget tonight is only one service from 6:30-7:30, and that it is going to be awesome! Come support the students that are making this awesome decision!
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Monday, April 14, 2008
I am twittering.
Nope, not what you're thinking. If you don't know what twitter is, you should check it out (twitter.com). It's kind of like a combo of texting and blogging. It basically answers the question...
"what are you doing?"
So you should twitter. It's free. And I'm doing it. Follow my twitter. I'll follow your's.
Life will be good :).
Nope, not what you're thinking. If you don't know what twitter is, you should check it out (twitter.com). It's kind of like a combo of texting and blogging. It basically answers the question...
"what are you doing?"
So you should twitter. It's free. And I'm doing it. Follow my twitter. I'll follow your's.
Life will be good :).
Friday, April 11, 2008
Super Summer JV
Middle schoolers, don't wait any longer! Camp is coming up, and registration is online this year. Log onto www.supersummerarkansas.com to register!
Super Summer JV
Middle Schoolers, camp is coming up soon. Don't forget to sign up at ten10 this week!
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Thursday, April 3, 2008
When it all comes crashing down...
Sometimes, it's much easier to pass spiritual counsel along than to listen to it yourself.
I was showing a student the ever-popular, and typically-misused verse in Romans 8:28, where it says, "And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose."
What a promise?! I don't have much else to say, but that I know that when the walls come crashing down, that I know God is using me and the circumstances around me for good.
And I can live with that :).
I was showing a student the ever-popular, and typically-misused verse in Romans 8:28, where it says, "And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose."
What a promise?! I don't have much else to say, but that I know that when the walls come crashing down, that I know God is using me and the circumstances around me for good.
And I can live with that :).
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Ready for Battle
On Wednesday, March 19, in the ten10 service, I saw God move...and He moved big.
Thoughts flood to mind, but they all filter into one...
God is empowering it. He loves it. It's spreading His love, and therefore, He anoints it.
Broken souls. Unabashed worship. Hands high as if reaching for a tangible Father.
Wow...what an experience.
And if I'm honest with myself, I hope it doesn't happen again, because we want it to happen, and because we can manufacture it. But God, may you break our souls every week, so that we can remember what we live for. So that we can remember why we were
born
created
sacrificed for
given abundant life
prayed for
loved.
In moments like this, I remember why I live. I remember why the bad times are worth it. I remember the passion of my youth. I can remember what it feels like to just run to you.
This can't be created. You moved, and you moved big. I'm in awe.
I've been taught that we exist in a continuous cycle of 3 stages:
In the good time before struggles :: In a struggle :: Just outside of a struggle gone by
As much as I just want to sit in awe of the love you have for us, I have to be ready, prepared for battle - knowing that around the bend, a force much stronger than I is lurking, waiting for my moment of weakness, so that he can capitalize on it, and steal my joy.
So I'm ready. I'm ready for battle. Satan is real. God is too. Bring it on :).
Thoughts flood to mind, but they all filter into one...
God is empowering it. He loves it. It's spreading His love, and therefore, He anoints it.
Broken souls. Unabashed worship. Hands high as if reaching for a tangible Father.
Wow...what an experience.
And if I'm honest with myself, I hope it doesn't happen again, because we want it to happen, and because we can manufacture it. But God, may you break our souls every week, so that we can remember what we live for. So that we can remember why we were
born
created
sacrificed for
given abundant life
prayed for
loved.
In moments like this, I remember why I live. I remember why the bad times are worth it. I remember the passion of my youth. I can remember what it feels like to just run to you.
This can't be created. You moved, and you moved big. I'm in awe.
I've been taught that we exist in a continuous cycle of 3 stages:
In the good time before struggles :: In a struggle :: Just outside of a struggle gone by
As much as I just want to sit in awe of the love you have for us, I have to be ready, prepared for battle - knowing that around the bend, a force much stronger than I is lurking, waiting for my moment of weakness, so that he can capitalize on it, and steal my joy.
So I'm ready. I'm ready for battle. Satan is real. God is too. Bring it on :).
Monday, February 25, 2008
Day of Birth
So, I just realized I posted two blogs in a row dealing with days of birth...wait...actually, this is being posted as #3. I'm confused.
Note to self: Restrict Same-subject blogs.
Note to self: Restrict Same-subject blogs.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Berfday
So, this week, my wife told me that our Friday night was going to be kind of lame because we had to pick someone up from the airport. She told me his name was, "Nelson Foot." I thought that sounded nerdy, but I went on about my business.
Come Friday afternoon, I had forgotten all about this and asked what we were going to be doing that night. She reminded me of our duty to Mr. Foot, and so I figured we'd just hang out after we dropped him off at his hotel.
We make it to the airport JUST on time. I'm nervous for Christi, because I don't want this guy to be mad or anything that we were late. I then asked her, "Do you know what he looks like? How are you going to pick him out?" to which she replied, "I was going to have a sign ready, but I ran out of time."
Laughing inside, I asked her, "soooo....?"
She said, "He's wearing a suit. We live in Arkansas. It should be easy."
I said, "okay." Then, in an effort to make the situation better, I asked, "Why don't we make a sign?" So we did. We made the crappiest sign in airport history. My 2 yr-old nephew could make a better sign. No really...he could.
So we're watching the monitor that shows who's walking through the gates (pretty cool airport gadget), and I look down to glance at my phone for a second, just missing the man we were to be picking up. Christi didn't, though.
I pick my head up to see my friend Juan riding down the escalator.
"Whaaaaa?"
My first response was followed by the thought, "What's Juan doing here? Random business trip?" Yeah, Mark. Juan showed up on a business trip...to Little Rock, Arkansas, and he decided not to tell you.
YOU MORON, THIS IS YOUR SURPRISE!!! There was no Nelson Foot after all. After I picked my jaw off the floor, we got his stuff, left, went to eat, and here I am, with my best friend at my side again. Pretty cool birthday present. Thanks, Juan :).
Come Friday afternoon, I had forgotten all about this and asked what we were going to be doing that night. She reminded me of our duty to Mr. Foot, and so I figured we'd just hang out after we dropped him off at his hotel.
We make it to the airport JUST on time. I'm nervous for Christi, because I don't want this guy to be mad or anything that we were late. I then asked her, "Do you know what he looks like? How are you going to pick him out?" to which she replied, "I was going to have a sign ready, but I ran out of time."
Laughing inside, I asked her, "soooo....?"
She said, "He's wearing a suit. We live in Arkansas. It should be easy."
I said, "okay." Then, in an effort to make the situation better, I asked, "Why don't we make a sign?" So we did. We made the crappiest sign in airport history. My 2 yr-old nephew could make a better sign. No really...he could.
So we're watching the monitor that shows who's walking through the gates (pretty cool airport gadget), and I look down to glance at my phone for a second, just missing the man we were to be picking up. Christi didn't, though.
I pick my head up to see my friend Juan riding down the escalator.
"Whaaaaa?"
My first response was followed by the thought, "What's Juan doing here? Random business trip?" Yeah, Mark. Juan showed up on a business trip...to Little Rock, Arkansas, and he decided not to tell you.
YOU MORON, THIS IS YOUR SURPRISE!!! There was no Nelson Foot after all. After I picked my jaw off the floor, we got his stuff, left, went to eat, and here I am, with my best friend at my side again. Pretty cool birthday present. Thanks, Juan :).
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