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Posted on September 11, 2009 in Sports | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)

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Top 10 Reasons why you'd want me on your side in a bar room brawl.

The internet has been abuzz about why you may NOT want me in your corner - I have tried to take the high road and ignore the wagging tongues. 

But I can be silent NO MORE. 

There are certainly more.  These are merely the TOP 10.

1.  No one ever expects the pastor to strike first.  

2.  I am very little fun to punch.  There are no real soft spots.

3.  I have the stamina to go all 12 rounds.

4.  I don't punch, I chuck knuckles.

5.  I have a yellow belt in karate.

6.  I am sinewy, like a rubber band or coiled spring.

7.  I not only watched "Bloodsport" I re-enacted the scenes with friends.

8.  I am Metis and the long suffering toughness of my people is bred into me.

9.  I fake left and then come in with the right hand.  No one ever sees it coming.

10.  I never get drunk and thus my bar room coordination is better than most.

Posted on May 28, 2009 in Sports | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

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Best Book Ever

Just finished reading ADVANCED SPORTS NUTRITION.  Some really good stuff.  A few things I was timing wrong as far as racing goes, too much protein, not enough carbs, and always dehydrated.  But the best take away?  I need to start eating more or else I will gain weight.  Yeah baby.  Gotta keep that stomach more than half full all the time or the old gut starts to process nutrients in depression era metabolism mode.  When you never know when the next meal is coming your stomach leans towards fat production.  


The solution?  5 meals a day.  Yup.  You ought never to be hungry or thirsty.

On a side note, thank you to all the concerned female senior citizens in my life who express their concern about my health and appearance.  Particular thanks to my favorite Dutch woman, Ineke Boersma, and my favorite Metis, grandmother Dorothy - I know you both read this!  

They are both absolutely convinced I am sick as a dog and not taking care of myself.

Sometimes the timing is funny.  Consider Ineke a few Tuesday mornings prior.  

I walked into work and she opened the door for me, grabbed me by the cheeks (I'll leave you to determine which cheeks), and told me I looked "sick" and needed to take better care of myself.

The timing?  The day before I had skate skied 30km and eaten enough calories to make my jaw sore from the continuous chewing required for the replenishing meals.  Not a herculean feat, but not something everyone does on a Monday afternoon, and certainly not someone who is "wasting away."

Anyway, good book, told me to eat more...

Posted on March 10, 2009 in Family, Portage Alliance Church, Sports | Permalink | Comments (4) | TrackBack (0)

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How Sean Avery can help you be a better pastor.

So the official bad boy of the NHL - Sean Avery - calls an ad hoc press conference a few days ago in Calgary after the morning practice.  Offers a misguided and profane comment on how his ex-girlfriends are now dating other pro-hockey players.  15rangers.2.600 It is only the most recent in a long list of stupid things he has done.  If you want to you can find the clip on your own.   No point posting it here.

To be clear, I think most of what Avery has done is stupid.

But I am intrigued by the reason he keeps giving.

"The NHL needs some personalities if it is going to be grow in places where the majority of people have never played hockey.  Once these people connect 'personally' with hockey players they will pay enough attention to start to love the game.  I am trying to be that personality."(this is a paraphrase)

I suspect it is simply an excuse to justify stupid behavior. But I see his point about lack of personality. 

Think of nearly every interview of a hockey player you have seen (except Avery).  No matter what the question is the answer is:

"Well, our backs were against the wall.  The boys fought hard tonight.  We just didn't get the bounces."

Boring.  Whatever media training the NHL does basically neuters personality. 

Don't see the parallel to the church? Here it is.    

In many churches, the mold is carved in granite about what a pastor should and should not be.  What she should or should not say.  What she should or should not do.  Not talking about holiness, or morality, or arrogance.  A pastor needs to be modeling dedicated attempts at being holy.  

I am talking about a "personality mold". 

Don't fit the mold as a pastor?  Probably wont last long, or, you can cram yourself into the mold and survive.  But here is the tragedy.

You'll survive but you wont be nearly as effective because most of the time people have to be drawn to you before they will be drawn to Christ.

Lose your personality and you lose your unique ability to connect.  Loss of personality will equal a loss of effectiveness.  

No personal sour grapes here.  I get to be in a church where eccentricity, envelope pushing, and downright strangeness are celebrated.  I have actually been told by a senior staff to "not lose who you are because it is God's gift to this place!"  

It's that attitude that drew me to PAC in the first place and why I am not going anywhere.  PAC takes pride that its pastor's are not "normal" pastors.

In some churches I'd get fired once a week.

Again, not a big issue for me but I feel for those who are losing their personalities, their joy, and their effectiveness because they are forced to be something they are not.  

When you  were "called" to ministry, God called "you".  So be you! 

If God wanted a guy who wore his dockers too high, who was as predictable as a hockey player's post game interview, who had a wife with a prodigious collection of ankle length skirts, and whose wife played the piano with a vigor that would have Freud nodding knowingly - God would have called him.

But he didn't.  He called you.  So be you. 

Can't be you?

Go somewhere else.

 

Posted on December 05, 2008 in Leadership, Portage Alliance Church, Sports | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)

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How I roll.

Decided to jog home from work today.

My ensemble is a beauty. Allow me to lead your tentative eyes from bottom to top.

5 year old Nike's rise into beige knee high socks which lead to the knobbiest knees imaginable. As your eye moves further upward you are treated to white shorts which I got a great deal on. I suspect the financial incentive was offered because the shorts are inexplicably loose in the thigh but vigorously tight in the glutes. A closer look at the straining white fabric of the shorts reveals the crimson outline of fire engine red underwear. While it takes a disciplined look to see this faint outline now; introduce a little sweat into the equation and passersby on my route will be treated to a sensational sight as my glutes churn and bounce their way home seemingly only contained by red speedos, white shorts have faded into oblivion.

Completing the whole deal is a bona fide jogging sweater, truly the only enviable piece of attire in the entire package. Although given the publicity the lower half generates no one notices the sweater.

Off I go.

Posted on October 14, 2008 in Sports | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

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