Saturday, November 22, 2014

The Hundreds

I know I am not the most humble of people, and I'm not even gonna fake it here. 

I stepped on the scale this morning and to my surprise I saw a 1 in the hundreds place. 

Here is the proof:

I haven't seen the hundreds on a scale since 2007! Note: it is the week before Thanksgiving and the onslaught of office pastries. Sooo, this might be a short visit for me. 

We'll see. 

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Not So Good News

Here are two FaceBook posts that many of my friends are liking.

Best summary of the Bible I've ever seen:

God: All right, you two, don't do the one thing. Other than that, have fun.
Adam & Eve: Okay.
Satan: You should do the thing.
Adam & Eve: Okay.
God: What happened!?
Adam & Eve: We did the thing.
God: Guys...
God: You are my people, and you should not do the things.
People: We won't do the things.
God: Good.
People: We did the things.
God: Guys....
Jesus: I am the Son of God, and even though you have done the things, the Father and I still love you and want you to live. Don't do the things anymore.
Healed people: Okay! Thank you!
Other people: We've never seen him do the things, but he probably does the things when no one is looking.
Jesus: I have never done the things.
Other people: We're going to put you on trial for doing the things.
Pilate: Did you do the things?
Jesus: No.
Pilate: He didn't do the things.
Other people: Kill him anyway.
Pilate: Okay.
Jesus: Guys.....
People: We did the things.
Paul: Jesus still loves you, and because you love Him, you have to stop doing the things.
People: Okay.
People: We did the things again.
Paul: Guys....
John: When Jesus comes back, there will be no more people who do the things. In the meantime, STOP doing the THINGS!


A 10 year old little girl was asked by another classmate, "What is it like to be a Christian?" The girl replied, "It's like being a pumpkin. God picks you from the patch, and washes all of the dirt off of you. Then he cuts open the top and scoops all of the yucky stuff out. He rmoves the seeds of doubt, hate, greed, etc, and THEN he carves a new smiling face and puts his light inside of you to shine for all the world to see."

I know these are just for fun, but I wonder if you can spot the underlying sadness of the good news presented in both of them?

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Tea and Taste Buds

I'm starting to think that my taste buds are lazy. I had the opportunity to go to a decent restaurant called J. Liu (good spicy chicken, by the way), and at the end of our meal my group ordered a bunch of different flavors of tea. Me, being an Englishman at heart, got lemon tea. (I actually don't know if Englishmen generally like that kind of tea.) When I tasted the tea it tasted like the regular Lipton bags to me. It smelled fantastic, but tasted the same. So I'm thinking that maybe I have to do some kind of wine tasting trick; but it didn't work. Everyone else was all, "This tea is amazing!" Meanwhile I'm wondering, "Is it the smell or the taste that they're talking about; do they know the trick and aren't sharing?" But they seemed legitimately excited about their tea, and they are honest people, as far as I know. So it got me wondering if my taste buds aren't giving 100%. I can taste sugary stuff and really hot stuff, and even in between stuff, but maybe not as fully as I thought. Maybe I've been going through life missing out on flavor. Is it possible that bacon really tastes as good as it smells and I've been deprived? How will I ever even know? Why am I even drinking lemon tea? 

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Sugar Free

There is nothing like a well planned toothache to cause someone to reconsider the way they've been living.

One week before Halloween I was afflicted with a toothache that was so severe that I stayed up one night pondering whether I really needed ur (the tooth, that is). I even watched a few videos of men who were less manly than I successfully remove their own tooth. But wisdom and fear prevented me from going that route. 

One thing I did change, however, is my abusive relationship with candy. It has been two weeks thus far, and I am candy free! Not that I haven't held an Almond Joy or Snickers in my hand, while looking at it with lust. This happens almost hourly at work, but I remain unsullied. This is pretty big for me. We will see how long it lasts, especially since we are entering that sugary time of year. 

This, along with a commitment to do two marathons next year, should leave me in pretty decent shape. I guess we'll see how committed I am. 

Thursday, November 6, 2014

12 Confessions

I read these 12 Confessions in a book by Gary W. Moon called Apprenticeship with Jesus: Learning to Live Like the Master. I am posting them here so that I can refer to them often, and for anyone else who might want to use them.

  1. I admit that I am powerless to fix the brokenness of my life on my own. My life has become unmanageable.
  2. I believe that God—through his actions and those of his Son Jesus and the Holy Spirit—can restore me to sanity.
  3. I will turn my will and my entire life over to the care of God. Father, I'm asking for a total transfusion of your will, power, presence, and love.
  4. I will make a searching and fearless inventory of my life to discover all the ways I have engaged in self-worship (by being in control instead of living surrendered to the will of God).
  5. I will admit to God, to myself, and to another human being the exact nature of my wrongs.
  6. I am entirely ready to have God remove all the defects in my character and replace them—through his presence—with the thoughts, emotions, will, behavior, and relationship patterns of Christ.
  7. I humbly ask God to help me become willing to deny myself—and the desire to live life on my terms—and to remove shortcomings.
  8. I will make a list of all the people I have harmed and become willing to make amends.
  9. I will make direct amends to all I have injured.
  10. I will continue to take personal inventory, and when I wrong someone, I will promptly admit it.
  11. I will through prayer, meditation, and the practice of other Christian disciplines attempt to improve my conscious contact with God.
  12. Having experienced some measure of authentic transformation as a result of surrendering all aspects of myself to the power and presence of Christ, I will carry this message to others and continue to practice these principles in all my affairs.

Saturday, November 1, 2014


My dad, Timothy Kanyion, died in April 2008. He was only 50 years old. It was only one year after I graduated from college and, honestly, I was just entering a phase in my life where we were becoming close. Not that we were distant before, our relationship had been father and son and all that that entails. But it wasn't until I was married with a child and a job that we shifted into the real man to man stuff.

Indeed, the day before he fell into a coma he came to my house in Dayton, OH and we had some good grown man time together. His death was very difficult for me and many others. 50 is too young to die from health issues, right? But death comes in many ways, shapes, times, and forms. We are never really prepared. We just learn to deal. 

I have dealt with it pretty well, I think. I'm not one who is given to much emotion, but from time to time I think of him and wonder how things would've been different if he were still here. And sometimes I think of the day I'll see him again. 

I am one who believes that our life goes on. In the words of Dallas Willard, "we are never ceasing spiritual beings with an eternal destiny in God's good universe." He is right. Therefore one day I will be reacquainted with my dad. I have scripted the reunion in my head several times. I will be waking into a new world, and from some corner of a magnificent room I will hear a familiar voice say, "Biggie." 

(That's what my dad called me due to my Viking-like 13 lbs. birth.)

It will be a glorious occasion. Indeed, there will be billions like it. 

On this All-Saints day, 2014, I remember Timothy Kanyion. I hope you take the time to remember those who have fallen asleep in Christ today, and as often as possible. 

Until then, dad.