Divine Plan. 

There is no such thing as willy Nilly. I firmly, with every fiber of my being, believe that there are no accidents. There are no circumstances that we have to ‘Wait and see how it turns out.’ It is already written. 

The number of things that have to happen for me to even be sitting here, in my car, with the door wide open, with a cat on my hood, the air cool, but no rain, at 7:19, in the driveway of the house my wife bought long before she ever met me is absolutely beyond mind-boggling! 

The family of geese who I had to stop for, the person at the Subway sandwhich shop taking 20 minutes to make my sandwhich, the fact that I worked an extra 5 minutes to try to make up for being 9 minutes late today. ALL OF THESE THINGS HAD TO HAPPEN AT EXACTLY THE MOMENT AND PROCESS THEY DID SO I WOULD BE SITTING HERE WRITING THIS RIGHT NOW!!! 

And it will also be of no willy nilliness who happens to feel led to read this eloquent post. Nothing happens without God’s reasoning. He can make all things new. Some people say, ‘Only if you give Him all the peices!!’ HE’S GOD!!! HE ALREADY HAD ALL THE PIECES!! HE EVEN HAS PIECES WE HAVENT BEGUN TO THINK OF OR KNOW EXIST YET!! 

So see, there is no such thing as willy nilly. It cannot exist in a universe that has already been ordained by God. 

No Serenity! 

We somehow have managed to become a people of no serenity. We don’t understand that most things in life actually are Willy Nilly. Google.com defines Willy Nilly as Whether we like it or not. Guess what, that’s life. 

I have had a lifetime of Willy Nilly by this definition. I was born with Spina Bifida- Willy Nilly. 

I failed out of college TWICE- yes, both were because of my own decisions, but Willy Nilly! 

The sun rises and sets- Willy Nilly. 

We all have to go to work, pay taxes, be supportive citizens of our country, no matter what it is, or move- Willy Nilly. 

This entire life can be defined as Willy Nilly by the definition, whether we like it or not. Yes, there are a great many things we can change, but there are a great many things we cannot. And we now live in a world where it is okay to throw fits of rage because of things we cannot change. And we wonder why we have no serenity??! 

We need to be at peace with this world and everything it throws at us. Guess what? This life lasts at most around 100 years. Not one of us will ever get out alive. Why waste energy on things that will happen Willy Nilly? 

So, how can we bring peace to those who need it? We can be the calming voice saying, ‘But did you think of it this way?’ Or, ‘I know this can’t change anything, but I am here for you and will do whatever I can to help.’ Instead of calling people derogatory names and making people feel like crap, why don’t we get off our pedantic high horses?! Yes, it even happens to me from time to time. I am human. I fail. I choose the wrong reaction too. But, at least I recognize the world is doing this and I want to call us all out on it. We can be better! We can do better! We must change and adapt to work together, or in a very short time, we will all surely fall apart. Peace and serenity, my friends! Can we bring it back? 

The Imagination Of A Genius. 


Image from a google.com search which led to https://njaes.rutgers.edu/weeds/full.asp?cocklebur-seed

Here in Minnesota we have a prickly plant called the cocklebur. Did you know it was a lone farmer who saw cocklebur on his shirt and realized it could be put to good use? Do you know what was invented because of cocklebur, that prickly little plant found in the wild in Minnesota that sticks like needles to clothing? 

Velcro. That’s right! We have one lone farmer who saw past the bad part of a weed and saw potential! He saw something that no one else did and invented a great thing that is now used the world over! Thank you, lone farmer, for Velcro! 

The Peanut Butter Of Life. 


Jiffy, its more than just peanut butter. And apparently it never was a peanut butter, but that’s an entirely different blog post!! It’s more than just an auto care business. Turns out a lot of products and business want to express the notion of speediness. 

In a jiffy! The sad part is, that is actually life.  Here I am at 41- years old. I don’t know if I have another 41 years left in this body. And that means the time left will go by in a jiffy! 

A measurement of time. A jiffy. A moment. A dash. A small amount of time. A grain of sand. Nothing but peanuts! Why are we so quick to speed things up and gloss over the small things and make them big things and make the big things so small? 

God holds every event in this world in His Hands. He knows how the game will play out. Why do we combat against that? Things would be so much finer (speaking of small things) if we would realize that everything can change in a jiffy. A moment of time is all it takes and a new road can be forged. 

But, it is also said a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. If we want to see a positive thing take place we cannot sit by while negative things happen. It’s too sad that change doesn’t happen in a jiffy, unless you are talking about an oil change. 

Image from a google.com search for Jiffy images which led to http://ticket.heraldtribune.com/2011/04/27/more-or-les-ladies-day-at-the-jiffy-lube/

My friends, this life goes by in a jiffy and some of us even get surprised about its ending way sooner than we had hoped! Thankfully, I have not received such news as of yet. I hope to hit at least 50 years with my bride of 4 years, 1 month and 2 weeks! So, we have a long way to go! And that won’t be done in a jiffy! 

What You Seek You Will Find. 

My wife and I have finally reached a point where we are going to live life. We want to do more than just the occasional movie night out, or dinner date. So, on Friday afternoon we, along with two neighbors and their 5 kids, went an hour drive Southwest of where we live in Montevideo, MN to a park and went camping! 

To say there wasn’t a little chaos would be a gross misrepresentation of the days since Friday. I am still getting over a lung viral infection, so I have been wheezing and coughing and somewhat mopey. But, I still put a smile on my face. To say the same about the five siblings would also be a lie. 

Kids tell it like it is. They don’t sugar-coat things ever. So, there was quite a few disagreements and some tension-filled moments. Not being a parent to five kids it threw me off my game a little bit. So, Friday night, our first night there, I already needed a break. The bathrooms were a good stroll away, so I excused myself and took my time. 

Thankfully, our first night there the skies were clear and the Perseide meteor shower was happening. It was said that there was to be almost 100 meteors viewable per hour! Thank you, Lord for clear skies. We actually had some time as a group looking for meteors too. It was a good evening and a great weekend. 

As I was rolling to the rest rooms I stopped in the middle of the road. No worries, this is small-town Minnesota so I am relatively certain I was safe. Either that, or that was the dumbest thing I have ever done in my life! But, I am safe. 

I looked up into the skies and saw the most stars I ever remember seeing in my life. Skies so clear every star was visible. Skies so clear The Milky Way Galaxy was clearly visible. As I looked at the skies I thought to myself, I am here. I am loved. I exist. Among all these stars and planets and meteors, I Have A Purpose!! I absolutely cannot comprehend how anyone, anywhere can think that everything that is in existence is the roll of some cosmic dice and we are nothing but a craps game. Thank You, Jesus for your love and forgiveness and grace! 

And today, as we returned I was in worship of My Savior again. I fell behind the caravan coming home and I got a message from my wife, ‘Everything okay back there?’ I responded with, ‘Yep. Just in church.’

I was fortunate enough to see a video of my niece playing on the floor of her home. My sister posted it to her Facebook and my niece is singing THIS SONG!!! I said, now that is parenting done right. The Bible tells us teach a child the ways they should go and when they are older they shall never stray from it. I was raised in a Godly home, but I needed to learn that the hard way. It is not my parents fault at all, but I made some bad choices when I first moved out of my childhood home. Sometimes the world speaks really loudly and we can’t help but listen. Thankfully, God is always there whispering and when we are ready we will hear Him. 

That was my prayer on the way home today. As God had opened my heart and helped me know who He truly is as a good, good father, I want all to know Him too. He is a good good father. And this weekend as I looked up at the night sky and saw all those stars and planets and meteors I couldn’t help but know He is real and has a purpose for each and every one of us. I pray you know that today. When you truly seek God, you will truly find Him. 

Ironic In So Many Ways. 

First of all, watch This Commercial from Jimmy Johns, then, let us discuss the issues therein. Don’t read ahead until you watch the video. 

Okay, I get it Jimmy Johns, you have freaky fast delivery. But, in the commercial above, there is no delivery of anything. A woman standing amongst what we can assume is her family looks downtrodden and ready for a break. So, what does she do? She turns around and sees a Jimmy Johns. She walks in and breathes a sigh of relief, commercial over. 

There was absolutely no delivery of any sort in the commercial. They didn’t even deliver the worn out woman a sandwhich when she entered their store. She entered the store. Where is the delivery when you have to enter the store? Seriously, did thee ad executives not graduate with a degree in communications or sales? 

All around, this is just a bad delivery of a terribly good and awesome product! Yes, I love Jimmy Johns, but This Advertisement fell amazingly short. 

Deliver Me From Old Ways. 

Dear Daily Post, 

I truly miss the deep question section of your site. I miss being able to look at a concept and maybe even look at it from an opposing view and thereby change my own view of said question by the time my process was complete. 

Take for example today’s Daily Post Word Delivery. Now, this one word can mean the delivery of a baby, it can mean the delivery of a pizza or mail, it can even mean the delivery of a statement or punchline of a joke. 

Don’t get me wrong, it does help me broaden my chances to write something when I can easily write 10-15 posts on one simple word. But, I truly do miss the notion of notions. Ideas and questions brought to light by your readers and writers. 

The delivery of this blog post may seem quite far off from my usual upbeat and all-go, never say die positive attitude posts, and it is. But see, I am living a life now. I have been immersed in a world of camping and fishing and I quite like it. 

Maybe that’s the point? Maybe my entire view has changed because of experiences of late. Maybe I am not the same man I was a year ago when I wrote about concepts and notions that were presented to me in the form of a question I could reel over again and again. 

Maybe, as I write this, I am experiencing a new birth delivery. A delivery from the notion that things need to come in one specific box. A notion that if the package doesn’t match the contents it is of no use! 

Keep doing what you are doing Daily Post!! You have awakened a new light within me! The delivery of a new blogger has emerged victorious!