Buy From Me or Don’t, I Don’t Care

I came across this sweet commercial last week. For a company that sells mobile homes. It’s brutally honest, and brutally refreshing. I wonder what commercials were like if more people told it ‘as it is’.

My Faith in Man

Lately my faith in man has taken a hit.

I’ve pretty much given up in my faith in man.

I’ve seen, and been apart of, stories where man has failed people, including myself.

I don’t know.

Maybe I expect too much from people.

Maybe I think people should and will do the right thing when faced with a situation.

Maybe I hope they will.

Maybe my hope is stupid.

One example is the situation in Haiti.

Yes it is devastating. Yes it is a tragedy. And yes we need to help.

But I’m tired of people saying “Man, I need to get to Haiti…to help.”

Sure that’s a noble cause. You should be proud of yourself for wanting to help.

But…

What about your neighbor next door?

What about your coworker?

What about that family in your church?

What about that guy you drive by who’s holding a sign at an intersection?

So often we miss what’s in front of us cause we so focused on what’s out of sight.

We’re squinting to see what’s a mile away when there is a need right at the tip of our nose.

Dang it.

How to Tame a Juvenile Delinquent

howtotrainyourdragon How to Tame a Juvenile Delinquent

This weekend I took our 5 year old to see How to Tame A Dragon.

I’ll admit I wanted to see the movie with or without him.

Yeah, I’m a kid.

The movie is about a viking boy who wants to kill dragons, like his pops. Thing is the boy is a tiny, awkward, scared young boy who shouldn’t be any where near dragons.

Hiccup (the boy) befriends Toothless (the dragon) early in the movie and by getting to know this dragon he realizes what makes the dragon tick. What calms him down. What puts him to sleep. You get the idea.

This movie made me think about my approach with the kids I see each week at the Juvenile Detention Facility.

My strategy has always been to learn what makes them tick and play to their strengths.

I’ve realized these kids, above all else, want to be heard. They want to speak. They want someone to listen.

To listen and to care.

I find the best nights in the facility are the nights where I say the least (go figure). I think, for the most part, people can sometimes solve their problems by speaking them out loud.

I also think speaking their problems out loud helps takes the burden off their shoulders a bit. To speak out loud something that they’ve felt in their mind. But speaking it makes it real, or at least helps us to hear it for ourselves.

I’m realizing this is true for most people, including myself.

I sometimes wonder what church would be like if the congregation did most the talking.

I wonder.