My Little Miracle

jon.seale —  January 7, 2012

Lexi is a busy girl: Gymnastics, Soccer, Gymnastics, Dance, Gymnastics, Destination Imagination, Gymnastics, School, Gymnastics, Church, Gymnastics, and more. I can’t believe that she’s almost 8. Where did the time go?

Each of my kids is special to me in their own way. I love them all, but each of them has a special place in my heart for different reasons. Michael is my first born, I’ll never forget the moment the delivery nurse said “dad” trying to get me to take him into my arms. At first I didn’t know who she was talking to. My dad wasn’t in the room. Then I realized that she was talking to ME. Continue Reading…

The Power of Words

jon.seale —  January 7, 2012

As a kid we used to say “sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me”. What a bunch of hogwash. The truth is that the bruises and broken bones have long since healed, and the things that take the longest to heal are things people have said to me. In fact, some of the biggest hurts in my life have been things people have said. I became very skilled at using words not only to defend myself, but to verbally destroy anyone who hurt me. I was quick with an insult, veiled in witticism or sarcasm, but cutting to the quick. Luke 6:45 says “A good man out of the good treasure of his heart brings forth good; and an evil man out of the evil treasure of his heart brings forth evil. For out of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks.” So, what’s in your heart comes out of your mouth. That certainly was true of me, I was full of hurt and anger, and that’s what came out of my mouth. Continue Reading…

Why Are Zombies So Angry?

loralea.seale —  January 7, 2012

My son, Jake, is fascinated with Pirates, Robots, Zombie, and Aliens. That started me thinking, “Why are Zombies so angry anyway?”

Their life is over, they can’t change a thing about the way they lived their life. They can’t go back and say the things that they wish they had said. They can’t do the things they wanted to do. They can’t patch up that relationship. They have nothing left but regret. They can’t rest in peace.

I don’t think you’ll find a Zombie wishing they had spent more time on the Xbox, or more time watching So You Think You Can Dance (which I happen to love, especially when they do a good Zombie dance number). Somehow, I don’t think you’ll hear a Zombie saying “I wish I had spent more time on Facebook” or “One more tweet would have made my life complete”. I don’t think so.

Maybe they are trying to tell us something. Maybe they are trying to keep us from living a life of regret, wasting our time doing thing that don’t matter.

At the end of my life, I want to look back (or have people look back) at my life, and see accomplishment. I want to have made a REAL difference in people’s lives. I want my wife to know that I loved her with all my heart. I want my kids to be living by the example that I set. I want all of my family to talk about the investments I made in them. I want to die with no regrets.

What about you? What do you want to be remembered for? How do you want to finish?

Learning To Swim

jon.seale —  January 7, 2012

I remember learning to swim. I wanted to swim so badly that I would just jump in, over my head sometimes, and try as hard as I could to swim. All I could do is tread water (barely), grasp for help, or drown. None of these was what I desired, I wanted to SWIM. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get the hang of it. Then one summer I took swimming lessons. Every week, for the whole summer, I would go to a family friend’s house and this girl was going to teach me to swim. I didn’t learn to swim. I learned how to drown a little more slowly. A few things got in my way…

 

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