Sorry I haven't written much recently. I have been busy, and just not inspired. I guess I am saving all of my inspiration for the FORGE national summit this weekend. Hope to see some of you there.
I am thirty nine today. My beard has a lot of grey in it. I groan whenever I move. I have taken to long periods of time in the toilet, which I now call the library. I complain about the "new music" and the "new looks". And I am grumpy a lot. I guess I am officially old.
But then again, I am actively trying to learn a new sport. I am possibly going to fight again. I have an insane hope that we can actually make this world a better place, and end much of our poverty, violence, and stupidity. I think the church of Jesus can rise up and become what it was in the book of Acts. And I get a crazy thrill when I see good art, an amazing catch, someone stepping beyond themeselves to do something great, or someone finding something inside of themeselves that they didn't know was there.
I am getting older, more cynical, maybe even a little wiser, but I am also exciteable, enthusiastic and hopeful. If this is my midlife crisis, I hope it lasts a long time.
Anyone know where I can buy a Harley, and find a cute twenty year old?