three.
there are moments in this life that vary wildly from the day to day. i have had another one. it's easy to get in to the routine of knowing what to expect each day. sleep, eat, work, play, etc. my wife and i even got to the point of "routinely" scheduling when our children would be born. is that something odd or what. "yes, i'll have a little girl with blue eyes, blonde hair at 6:30 am on July......" thankfully, there is He who knows better than me. quick reality check, i am not in control, thoughts may drift to the i'm going to do this and then go there, only to be quickly retrieved into the you're going to do what when!?! a little humbling. i thought it appropriate that this is the third entry since yesterday we delivered our third child. it's not that i've only had three moments of wild variance, it's just three of my favorites. first and second my two beautiful and incredible daughters, and now, the third, my son. it's something you like to think about saying, but when you realize that moment, and the words "my son" roll from your lips, it is moving. He knows that moment. He knew this moment for me before i existed. quietly i give Him thanks. loudly i give Him praise. and lovingly, willingly, i submit.

i am a father of three. i had expectations of what it would be like. they've been exceeded.

two. i am often challenged by my own ignorance. a brilliant man wrote, "I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do." the brilliance comes from the simplicity of the statement which is not caught up in glamorous text or elaborate philisophical ponderings. why can't i do what i want to do instead of what i do do? (my personal simplicity will send your mind reeling into a myriad of juvenile comedy...which was the intention.) because if we can't get over ourselves we will continue to be burdened by our own humanity which weighs us down to the point of complacency. and i hope we've all realized that we can't outrun our humanity. try as you may, everyone has the same static reality; you're born, you live a while, you die. there is not a whole lot of time in there for complacency.

one. inspired by a friend, i decided to venture into the realm of the life voyeurs (while not trying to convey the more prominent definition, i merely want to establish the term as one who observes and/or finds interest in the goings on of others from a safe vantage point therein quite possibly missing life themselves). so, for my first posting, i will assert that i hope it is the least read blog on the planet. in addition, it may be annoying, but, while capitilization, grammar, and spelling may be the cornerstones to the english language, i will not be taking the time to work that out in a blog. life can be conveyed through text without concern to grammatical properness..nous..ish..ly.....? and since there is only going to be forty ramblings, i better put more thought into content rather than quality. these ramblings most definitely will not come once a day for forty days. i'm not noah, and i'm not stuck on a boat with nothing else to do but shovel animal waste and encourage reproduction. i'll be turning 40 in three years so i thought it appropriate to start now and end with some glorious culmination of life experiences and revelations on my fortieth birthday. this first posting will have just allowed me to become a statistic in the universe of blog so that more insightful, life altering illuminations, may be birthed.until then...