iPad + Nintendo LULZ

Dear Amos

At church a couple weeks ago, a family showed pictures from an annual trip that they take over the holidays to an orphanage in Brazil.  Now, it’s a great thing that they do by bringing toys, supplies, and love to these kids, but truth be told, slideshows are RARELY interesting.  Anyway, I was listening with half an ear when the dad started to tell a story about buying a lawnmower for the orphanage so that they could keep a nearby field clear to play.

That really piqued my attention for a couple different reasons.  One time, your Great-Grandma and Great-Granpa Nussbaum (who are truly two of the most big-hearted and intuitively generous people on the planet) secretly bought a lawnmower for someone that works with your Grampy.  I’ve always remembered that because it was such a practical gift, even though it seems like a silly or awkward thing to give.  The man they bought it for just loved it, and it also fulfilled a need that often goes overlooked.

I’ve always like to mow lawns.  It makes wherever you are seem just that much nicer, and can give such a tangible sense of accomplishment.  But, I haven’t ever really thought of the lessons that can be found in the task, and that was what this guy really helped me to understand.  Mowing the lawn is not a difficult thing to do, but there are things you must do if you want to do it well.  You need to go in a straight line, for example.  You can’t go too fast, or else the mower might not cut as well as it should.  When it’s done properly, however, it is really one of the only times in life to see exactly where you’re going and where you’ve been.

This man talked about the initial difficulty in teaching the boys at the orphanage some of these initial lessons, and that’s what ultimately sent me away thinking.  See, there are life lessons that I need to teach you.  I just don’t know what all of them are (after all, there’s not a list on the internet.  Internet, you fail).  The greater problem is that I am not sure I have learned all of them myself.  I don’t know that I am going to be able to see and communicate the greater life lessons that are packed into the simple tasks of mowing the lawn, or washing the car, or cleaning your room.  This is one of the things that continues to scare me about this journey of fatherhood.  What if there’s some crucial thing that I just forget to tell you about?

Thank goodness for your mother.

Love, Daddy

You Got Five Bucks? Use It To Bring A Family Together

My friends from church have been in the process of adopting three brothers from Nicaragua for two years, spending thousands of dollars along the way (read more about their story here).

They’ve finally been given the

go-ahead to shoot back down to Nica and get them, but they’ll have to live there for at least two months while the system (both on the US and the Nicaraguan side) completes.  As part of a challenge from our small group, we’re trying to raise $10,000 to help them (which, as a sad aside, is less than half of what they need).

I know that many of you have given to other stuff lately, especially with the horrific tragedy that struck Haiti (and if you need ideas for giving there, go here).  But, for the members of my community, this is a tangible chance to give three brothers the home they so desperately need, as well as finally allowing these two awesome people to be the parents they so badly want to be.

You can give via Paypal to tshfrog@hotmail.com . If you want to write a check, shoot me an email or leave a comment and I’ll get you the address.

Please help, and feel free to forward this link to everyone!

Hope For Haiti

I wanted to take a break from my regular (hahahaha) programming to mention a few things about Haiti.

My good friend Chris has a couple different ways to donate to Haiti relief.  He outlines them here, and he, along with Ryan at SharpSeven and Jasen Ashdown also got a shirt created as well (with profits going to Haiti, of course).

Here in Seattle, Eugene Cho and his organization OneDaysWages has also been involved in raising support, and they’ve gotten some much needed publicity from NPR and a couple Seattle news programs as well.

Finally, charity: water, which is one of my favorite non-profits, has already filled at least one container with bottled water and is also collecting physical donations in the NYC area.

Church Music

With the door closing (not slamming, and with everyone secretly hoping that it reopens again) on the Williams’ time at Pathways, a window has reopened to my own past, as I now find myself again hoping they find in in their heart to sing the songs i pick (yeah, that’s about right) the Sunday morning worship-through/despite-music portion of the Pathways gathering.  I’m excited for the chance, because from a selfish perspective, it allows my life to take a step back in a direction that I’ve been wanting to go (towards career-ish ministry at a part-time/volunteer level).

As part of this process, I’ve been re-evaluating much of the old songs that I used to sing in college and in my early ministry years in Dallas.  Much of it isn’t pretty.  Coincidentally, Adam Walker Cleaveland has been going through a very similar process.  Since he has about a zillion more readers than I do, the dialog in the comments section is great.  It is very worth checking out if this is a topic that interests you.

PS.  the comments yielded this video of Matt Redman talking about some of this stuff.  pretty interesting

Hilarious

A Late Christmas Present

featuring Jimmy Fallon, a (very svelte) Horatio Sanz, and Julian Casablancas!

Dear Amos

Don’t grow up too fast this year, OK?

Love, Daddy

Dear Amos

Today you’re 10 months old!  As always, it’s been an exciting month with cold, cold weather, a long trip to Canada to see the grandparents, and some holiday excitement to boot.

You’re still not quite crawling on your hands and knees yet, but you do have the army belly crawl down pat and you can get anywhere you want to go (like to Sally’s water dish.  which you then flipped over.  and then tried to drink her water from the floor. ewwwwww).  You can pull yourself up to the coffee table if you’re properly motivated (like if there’s a hot cup of coffee or my computer there in grabbing position).  However, you’re favorite thing is RUNNING (which was completely predicted by Cousin Alix).  You still have to have our help, of course, but once you have a hold of our hands, you’ll go as fast as you can.

You’ve finally had your first fever.  Your Momma was really worried about you, but you took care of that pesky fever in about a day — no sweat.  However, you’ve had a bit of a cough and a VERY runny nose for quite a while now.  It creates a bit of a problem because one of the things you absolutely HATE is to have your face wiped.  It’s why you always seem to have food on your face when we head out to run errands.  But since your Momma and I refuse to let you be the snot-nosed kid, we’ve had to sacrifice our dignity and our shirts to keep your face clean.  And still no teeth!  You’ve been a trooper about this entire situation, but by this point, all of us are quite ready to see one or two choppers poke through your gum line.  For the most part, you are still just a great, great child.  As long as we stay pretty close to your schedule and get you your meals, snacks, and naps on time, you are just as happy as can be.

Going to be can be another story.  You’re pretty good about it, but sometimes you are just not in the mood to lay down for the night.  You seem to have this built-in accelerometer that registers when you’re about to go horizontal, because if you’re the least bit tired, you will not let yourself be held in any other position but straight-up.  Last Thursday, I went to take you to bed, and you did NOT want to go.  As I bent down over your crib, you reached back up and squirmed your way to my shoulder.  I tried to do it again and you did the same thing.  It was one of the cutest things you’ve ever done to me.  I know that it had less to do with me and more to do with the fact that you were being slightly naughty by not going to bed, but I’m choosing to believe you actually just wanted a few more minutes with Daddy.

Love, Daddy

I Has A Loenlee

(Brenda, Amos, and Sally are in Canada for Christmas.  I won’t be able to join them until Wednesday)