49th Year Bucket List

So, point of clarification:  I’m 48 years old currently, having just celebrated my birthday yesterday.  I’m not 49, but that this year is actually my 49th year of living.  When I celebrate my 49th birthday, that means I’m completing my 49th year, not starting it.

And I know, it’s not really a “bucket list” if the deadline isn’t the end of your life…when you “kick the bucket”.  Indeed, maybe it’d be better to call this a “49th Year To-Do List”.  But that’s catchy sounding, don’t you think?

So this is a list of things I’m hoping to have achieved by the time that me being able to say “I’m 48 years old” is cold and buried in the ground.  What do I want to have achieved / completed / accomplished by then?  That’s what we’re looking at here. Continue reading 49th Year Bucket List

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Looking Back at Being 47

Today is the end of me being 47 years old.  I’ve been writing all year in one way or the other about how 47 is my favorite number, and now we’re here at the end of the year and all I can wonder is, did I actually do justice to this iconic moment in my life?  After all, I don’t get to go back and do it again.

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Can I, indeed, think of 47 things I did or experienced this year that made the year notable or cool?

Let’s try! Continue reading Looking Back at Being 47

24 Hour Film Challenge: A Strange One Down the Street

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Recently, some colleagues at the missions community that I live and work in ran a 24 Hour Film Challenge.  This does not mean you have to make a film that is 24 hours long (that’s how my youngest daughter interpreted it, originally).  It means you have 24 hours to make a movie, going all the way from story conception through writing to filming to editing & post-production to handing in your final project. Continue reading 24 Hour Film Challenge: A Strange One Down the Street

Funny Things My Daughter Says (#8)

An oldie but a goodie from many years ago, that I haven’t shared on this blog before…

When my oldest daughter was only about four years old, my family visited a modern art museum in upstate New York.  It wasn’t really our cup of tea.  Certainly, there were pieces that we appreciated, and perhaps more for me than my wife, but there were also plenty that we just had a hard time understanding where the artist was coming from.

And maybe it’s also that we just didn’t want to go to the bother of understanding where the artist was coming from.  Continue reading Funny Things My Daughter Says (#8)

Coming home to my Family and the Legion of Super-Heroes

I just home from a month away from my family, mostly in Nepal, working on a film project for work and ministry.  It was a good time, but exciting of course to return to my wife and three daughters.

When I got home, I was greeted with this burst of creativity from my daughters.

Continue reading Coming home to my Family and the Legion of Super-Heroes