Sooooo.....I got a few things going on. A schedule with such wrinkles that for the first time in my life, I am keeping a detailed calendar. I knew this would happen eventually. I knew that I would pay for all of those years of care-free play as a child, all those "hang out" days as a teenager, and all those free spirited, occasional sleep-in hookie days as a college student. Life has come back to collect its backpay, and with a vengeance.
I'm a data lead. Since July of last year, I have been blessed to go from unemployed to temp employee with no benefits to full time with benefits to leading a group and owning stock. Admittedly that's not too bad in a year's time. My company has done me well, and not to brag, but I think I've done it quite well also. It's a great place to work, downtown is a fun place to work, and I have some great co-workers. One little thing though: it's a sales company. SALES. As in 4 times a year, life becomes absolute madness, Murphy's Law run amok, HELL on wheels. The end of a sales quarter is similar to the last 5 questions of the SAT when you have 30 seconds to finish.......AHHHHHHH!!!!!!! What's crazy is that I never saw myself in the sales business, I could not imagine myself in a high-rise in Nashville, and certainly couldn't see myself dealing with an end of quarter sales atmosphere. And now I love it....and truly love my job.
I'm a kids minister. That's right. Kids Minister. 15 years ago, I didn't think I would be worth a crap at anything God-centered. I didn't know God that well, and I definitely didn't do well to listen to him. But I found myself called to his service in helping with the kid program at my church. It does ask for a little bit of my time and a little bit of myself. I try to be diligent about presenting information to teach the kids about God, to help them worship Him, and to help them glorify them. And I try to make it FUN, because at their edge they need to have a good time and learn God seemingly by accident. It's tough at times; I wouldn't have imagined myself doing it. But goodness how I love it.
I'm a soccer coach. This is the one that's easy to see. Everyone who has met me for more than 5 minutes knows that I am an absolute nut about that sport. So when E hinted a playing, I was happy to offer up my services at the orientation. Teaching 5-year olds about soccer is a blast, and at the same time one heck of a challenge. Sometimes it's easier to have them play tag and jump in a puddle than to focus on kicking a goal. But then there's Saturdays. There's watching a little girl score and displaying unbridled joy. And there's watching E score and the Evan Army shout in unison in joy. It makes every practice and every late night at the fields worth it. I love being a soccer coach.
I'm going to be a father. I'm excited. I'm in love. I'm scared to death. In all of the emotion, I doubt very little that Sara and I will be great parents, and I also have no doubt that Lucy will be amazing and a joy to our lives. But I honestly have these great leaps of faith because of her. I have seen how my wife works as a mother. She's brilliant. Brilliant. Want the proof? Look at E. You DON'T get a kid like that by accident. He's a joy, simply a wonderful child in every way. Because she's a wonderful mother. I've got some skills myself, but I know that we will do just fine because I know that I could not have a better partner to raise our little girl. I'm lucky, I'm bless, and I'm gonna love being a dad.
I'm a busy guy. Every day has something on the calendar. Gone are the days of laziness, video games, all-day basketball tournaments as a kid, and sleeping in and skipping Physics in college. And I would not have it any other way. This life is treating me wonderfully. And I love my happy, hectic, busy life.
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