Entries Tagged as 'Life'

Thursday, April 29th, 2010

In which my pursuits are checked

I am in a period of search­ing for sig­nif­i­cance through my work. May I remem­ber that it is worth noth­ing to build my name in some­thing other than Jesus.

Friday, March 26th, 2010

To be known, you must know yourself.

I am learn­ing that there is a respon­si­bil­ity to being known by another. Sarah and I can’t expect to read each other per­fectly right off the bat. Nor can we coast off the years we’ve been together. I am only start­ing to learn about myself. Really. There is work to be done that I’ve simply […]

Tuesday, March 16th, 2010

On breaks

I’ve started to take breaks more often in the after­noons. I’ll walk down Howard and up 1st to a lit­tle court­yard that I’ve found and just jour­nal and think and watch traf­fic pass on by. These days with the weather get­ting warmer, a walk out in the city is just what I need to recen­ter and […]

Tuesday, March 9th, 2010

This morning, I am thankful for Grace.

Friday, February 5th, 2010

On stress, work and the such.

In the midst of the crazi­ness of I’m real­iz­ing that I need bet­ter bound­aries. Do I really want to be that dad that doesn’t know his kids because he’s pulling late hours at the office? At the same time, it’s kind of fun stay­ing late with cowork­ers, shar­ing in the pain! Ah, yes, it’s every […]

Monday, February 1st, 2010

Whoa, there

Life is pretty nuts right now. But God’s still good, and with that I’m at peace.

Sunday, September 27th, 2009

Rest in peace, Godfather

Justin hands me a photo a few weeks ago. Can you get this blown up? Mike wants it. I go see Mike. What do you want it to say? He thinks. “Rest in peace, God­fa­ther. From your brother, Spicy Mike.”

Tuesday, September 1st, 2009

A Brother Like Me

Sun­day, I get a call from Mike. “Hey Drew, lis­ten I gotta talk to you man,” he starts. But this time, his voice is dif­fer­ent: wea­rier, on eggshells. “I’m at Alta Bates right now. My brother Wayne’s in the hos­pi­tal. He’s on his way out.” “Oh, my God. What hap­pened?” “He’s got an infec­tion, and it’s been […]

Wednesday, August 19th, 2009

I will soon awaken.

Thursday, July 30th, 2009

Thoughts after missing the 2nd Caltrain this evening.

It’s a strange life, this is. I’m stand­ing at the Cal­train sta­tion, watch­ing the 195 leave me behind in the dust, watch­ing a long, slow whis­tle escape from the engine train and sur­round me with its delight­ful irony. Tonight I’ll get home an hour later, maybe by 1AM if I’m lucky. I wob­ble off my bike, […]