A Bedtime Story From Timmy
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I've been getting a lot of positive feedback on our current message series, 'Friends on Facebook.' If you don't attend True North, we've been talking about how our online interactions and behaviors are changing how we think and act in real life. The NY Times has been publishing some great stuff on this topic lately. Here's another article REALLY worth reading if you suspect your internet activity might be compulsive. How are you doing with this? Are you justifying the amount of time you spend online? Are you telling yourself (and others) things like "I can quit any time." ? Read on. And ...
I've been doing a little ruminating on the life and death of Steve Jobs and it's only just now occurring to me how much this guy's work has impacted my life. Driving to work today, I listened to a podcast - a word added to our lexicon to describe spoken word content placed on iTunes to be downloaded to and played back on iPods. My iPhone is like an appendage to me. It keeps my contacts, my calendar and innumerable other apps and digital helpers. And when I write a sermon or an email, or a blog post like this ...
I recall an instance from several years ago while Jen and I were still living in our first home. I was in my kitchen and I heard a loud 'bang' followed by what appeared to be flashes of light seen through the front window. It was daytime so I knew it had to be a significant light source. I walked out of my house and saw a full size tractor-trailor about 4 doors down from me. The roof of the container had snagged an electrical wire which had snapped and now lay beneath the truck, sparking on the ...
I was woken up this morning at around 4:15 by the sound of my daughter gently crying as she entering my bedroom. She’s basically been in the pool non-stop since school got out and her dedication has yielded a painful case of swimmer’s ear. A couple of children’s Tylenol and a quick prayer got her settled back down, but I had an unusually hard time falling back asleep. It could have been that I was thirsty, or that my back was sore, or that I was hot and feeling angry at myself for not pushing my wife harder on ...
Margins. Not things we think about too often.
That little bit of extra space around the edge of the page. With printing costs continually rising, have you ever wondered why publishers don’t use every single square micron of printable space? It’s because reading a page with printing on it from edge to edge, with no margin, would actually hurt your brain. It would be an extremely unpleasant experience.

A couple of weeks ago I took a personal retreat that has really become an annual highlight for me.
It’s an almost completely uninterrupted week of solitude spent in a city that has really meant a lot to me.
I did a lot of my seminary work at Bethel’s San Diego campus and in my time there, I fell in love with the city. I’d be there for two weeks at a time so over the weekend between the two weeks of classes, I’d have two and a half days all to myself with nothing to do. I discovered pretty much by accident that two days spent speaking to NO ONE was like medicine for my soul. As gregarious and social as I am most of the time, there’s something deep inside me that craves solitude as well.

Ever thought some more money would make you happy?
It might. But not for long. We have an insatiable urge for more. I would wager that every single person reading this is in the top 10% of the world’s wealthy. Are you indoors right now? Is it warm? Do you have a bed to sleep in? More than enough clothes to wear? More than enough food to eat? Some spare change in a dish somewhere?
Yeah. You’re there.
No amount is ever enough. And once in a while, in our best moments, we learn to be truly satisfied with what we have and rejoice over our many blessings.
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