Plot A Course!! 

Adrift, unmoored, no anchor. 

Why are we simply floating through space? 

Shouldn’t there be more purpose? 

More direction? 

More focus? 

What are your goals? Where do you want to reach today? Are your feet, or wheels, firmly planted so you can get good traction and run the race that is set before you? 

Take aim! Anchor yourself in truth and reach for the stars!! Tethered, but untethered. Moored, but unmoored! And you don’t necessarily need to stay in the boat either!! Peter walked on water because he had the faith to get out of the boat! 

Plot your course and go!! Don’t be adrift. Don’t be tied down to things that don’t matter. Follow your course. 

A Time To Let Go. 


Today’s Daily Post Word is Unmoored. This means to be unanchored. My first post was about how we need to be anchored or we will be a boat tossed in the ocean during the storms of life. 

Now, I am going to look at the flip-side of this coin. What happens when we remain unanchored, or unmoored, to our original ideas and knowledge? We have the ability to reach places we never dreamed possible. 

Imagine a world without electricity, flight, internet, medical technologies. That is exactly what we would have if people had stayed tethered to original notions and nay-sayers telling a dreamer, ‘That can’t be done!’ 

Cast off those anchors weighing you down. You have an imagination. You have it within you to change the world in some specific way. Reach for the places you have not yet seen and make those dreams a reality! The world could be counting on you to lose your anchor and not stay grounded in one spot. Let go and discover what can happen. 

No Anchors Away!! 


A life lived unmoored will toss and turn you. The trouble with being unmoored is when the storms of life come, you could be so overturned and off-course that you can easily become lost! 

We need to be anchored to something in life. For some, it is relationships. For others, it is helping those in need. Still others, including myself, live a life anchored to The Grace of Jesus Christ. Storms come, but I am anchored to the rock of Jesus Christ. I know He holds my future in his hands. Do I always do it right when storms come? No, I sometimes capsize my little boat and end up adrift in the seas of life. But, God always provides a way through the storm and I always return to the anchor, or I find a new boat and tie on the anchor of Jesus once again. As long as I have Jesus, I will never permanently lose my anchor and be unmoored in life ever again. 

What Will Tomorrow Bring? 

I have dreams on my heart. I have dreams that today could be considered a farce! Everything that has happened throughout history at one time was considered a farce. 

Noah built a boat on dry land 

Jesus claimed to be The Son Of God 

Jesus healed people 

The Greek culture gave us government, a way of transporting water, plumbing, words and thoughts we still aspire to today

Planes, trains and automobiles were invented. 

Then we became even faster with better transportation systems. 

The Wright Brothers figured out how to fly! 

Howard Hughes figured out how to fly better and he had a hand in today’s space program with inventing satellite transmissions! 

Many people all throughout history have accomplished that which once was laughed at and thought impossible!! 

What impossible farce of a dream is within you this day? Make it happen!! Deliver your greatness to the world and change it for the better. You are not a farce! Your ideas, although they live only in your head right now, are not a farce!!!

Dream! Do! Live! Create!!!  

Time To Breathe. 

The last three days have been an absolute whirlwind!! Day before yesterday my wife and I travelled 2 and a half hours to Minneapolis, Minnesota because I have been experiencing head aches, muscle soreness, numbness in my arms all the way to my fingertips and just overall not feeling well and having no energy. 

So, I first went to my local doctor and she said it looks like a case of Chiari 1 Malformation. A cyst in the spinal column. Okay, so we had her do a CT Scan. Those were the results. But, with my disability it’s always good to double up on opinions. My local doctor even said that. She set me up with an appointment to see my neurologist in Minneapolis at Fairview University. This doctor literally has seen the inside of my head. He kinda knows me, right? 

So, my wife goes online and books us a hotel. Wheelchair accessible, two and a half miles from our appointment. Not a bad deal. Except, the room was NOT wheelchair accessible and turns out, it was a rough place to be. Lots of shady dealings going on, if you know what I mean. 

Okay, so we get to the hotel, check in and find out the bathroom is not even close to wheelchair accessible. The lady at the front desk tells my wife, ‘Well, he probably doesn’t have one of the new wheelchairs and that is why it doesn’t fit.’ Praise the Lord for my wife and her ability not to smack the stupid out of some people!! She remained calm and explained my chair is two months old. And it still doesn’t fit in the bathroom, so we need to do something about that. Long story incredibly short, we worked around the situation. I ended up with some bumps and bruises because of it, but hey, I’m not dead. 

So, on to night one of appointments. My MRI technician was named Tennessee, NO, I am not making this up at all!! Really cool man who called me, ‘My Man!’ He had me transfer into another wheelchair to bring me into the MRI machine room. I asked, ‘Why?’ He explained, ‘Your wheelchair would be sucked into the MRI machine as soon as we cross the threshold of the door!’ To which I responded, ‘That would be AWESOME!! I wanna see that!!’ To which, my man, Tennessee responded, ‘My Man! I don’t feel like losing my job today!’ 

He was very hospitable and well versed at his job. You could tell he loves all people. I got to listen to Frank Sinatra while in my first night of MRI testing. Tennessee told me to quit swallowing and breathing so hard. I guess I was nervous or something. I fell asleep. That made it better. 

My wife and I went for a walk that night from our hotel. The neighborhood itself was in a business district of Minneapolis. You would never think that this one hotel is a magnet for shady dealings. But, trust me, it is. We went to sleep because we had to be back at the hospital the next morning by 7a.m. I have enough trouble with 9 or 10a.m. 7a.m. Is like forgetaboutit!!! 

We got up and running the next morning between 5 and 6a.m. Beautiful sunshine morning. Made it to the hospital about 10 minutes after 7, well, just because I was not sure where I was going. Which, evidentially turned out to be a theme of the days! 

I promised my wife I would get her out of the cities without seeing every single freeway. Couldn’t keep that promise! Testing and doctor meeting completed by a little after 1p.m. and so we were off. I got on to I-94 thinking I would take 394 out of the cities because it turns into Highway 12, which goes our general direction. Exit to get on to 394 is closed! Ok, I know we can hit Highway 100 South to Highway 7 and go straight home. Higheay 100 South Closed. Accidentally end up on Highway 100 NORTH!!! Only way out now is to go to 694 East to 35w South and then out of town!!! All major freeways have now been travelled on in 2 days!! 

Needless to say this two-day excursion was not what we planned, but we laughed through it all. I am sure you are curious, what happened with the doctor appointment? Well, turns out I have the smallest form of kiari Malformation 2 my neurosurgeon has ever seen, so it’s of no consequence and no worry. Well, what’s causing all this discomfort and symptoms then, J.C.? Turns out I have Degenerative Disc Disease. Let me explain, it sounds far worse than it actually is. The space between my vertebrae are disappearing and the bone is being affected. So, in short, I need surgery to fix the issue. That consultation for deciding what route to go has been set for September 8th. Why so long from now? Because it’s not going to deteriorate that quickly. All will be well, I just have to see it through a few more months. Life will go on. I promise. 

I have finally had time to breathe after the events of the last couple days and figured I would share it with you all. We all have battles to fight in this life and we never fight them alone. I wish Chris Cornell would have realized he was not alone in this world either. We must find a way to go on. Battles won and battles lost. I love you all and will be a prayer warrior for you any time you need. 

Just Jump!


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You are standing at the precipice of a great adventure in life. But, you are scared, even terrified of what may happen. You may fall. You may collide into the rocks. You may experience an unbelievable pain!! 

But, you may fly! What if your angel’s wings are there to give you lift and help you soar? What if you reach new heights because of the winds that are rising against this great precipice? Don’t live your life in fear of what may happen! Just jump! Take a leap of faith and fly!!