A Quid Pro Quo

We have a great church family. 

They have been preparing meals for us since Daniel’s arrival. 

It’s been a huge help to not have to think about dinner. But, something occurred to me yesterday. Maybe there’s something more to this meal prep. 

Maybe it’s not really about helping us out. 

Maybe it’s just about seeing the baby.

You see, preparing food gives you a first class ticket into our home where you can see and possibly hold the baby. 

I don’t know why I didn’t realize this before. It’s an obvious ploy.*

I mean, would you really prepare a meal for someone just out of the goodness of your heart? Come on. Who’s that nice?

I’m glad I finally figured it out. Now we can call it what it really is: a quid pro quo. We give you access to the baby, you give us food. It’s that simple.

Now, I wonder if there’s a way to keep this free food thing going…

Do we need to have another baby?

*This is just a joke. I know people want to help out of the goodness of their hearts. A big thank you to everyone who has provided meals. We love you.

Daniel Harrison

I am currently sitting on my couch/bed at the hospital listening to the latest release from Hillsong United while holding this little miracle.

  
To be perfectly honest, I had a hard time believing this day would come, until it actually did. 

Last July Erin and I lost a baby through miscarriage. While this pregnantcy has been nothing less than ordinary, the experience of losing a baby made it hard to believe that this day would come.

And yet, it did. Daniel Harrison Himes was born at 12:06 AM on May 27th. And I can’t imagine life without him.

Thank you Lord for this amazing miracle.

Do You Have Any Hobbies?

A while ago I was asked if I had any hobbies.

The answer is yes, but for some reason I struggled to identify any. I think it’s because I don’t really consider myself “good” at any one thing.

I dabble.

I know bits and pieces of lots of different things.

I occasionally tinker with my car.

I pick up the guitar every few months.

I draw, occasionally.

I take photos.

I write.

I blog.

The list could go on and on, but one thing that is pretty regular is my interaction with social media.

I hadn’t really ever thought of it as a hobby, but I guess it is.

I tweet, like, share, pin, flip…

I spend a lot of time online.

And, not only do I do these things personally, but in my free time, I even manage social media for my church as the communications and marketing guy.

It’s something I love to do. I just never thought of it as a hobby.

Next time I’m asked that question I’ll know how to answer, but what about you? What are your hobbies?

I Used to be Better at This

I used to be better at this. 

 

I’m not sure if that’s really a good thing, but it’s the truth.

 

Erin used to travel a lot for work. Over the years I got used to it. But, since Michael’s birth, she hasn’t traveled as much.

 

Last night was the first time in a while that Michael and I were alone for the night. It went ok, but not as well as I had hoped.

 

Michael woke up at 9pm screaming. 

 

He woke up at 2am upset.

 

He woke up at 4am and fussed for a little while.

 

The dog also woke up at 4am and barked for 20 minutes.

 

Then Michael woke up again at 5am, so I brought him to bed.

 

I’m not sure what the source of his discomfort was, but it’s possible that he just wanted his mom.

 

Michael’s never been a very good sleeper, so I would be lying if I said this was outside of the norm for him. However, he has been sleeping much better than this over the last several months. I hope it’s not a new pattern for this week.

 

Here’s hoping tonight goes better.

Trusty and True

Trusty And True
By Damien Rice

We’ve wanted to be trusty and true
But feathers fell from our wings
And we’ve wanted to be worthy of you
But weather rained on our dreams
And we can’t take back
What is done, what is past
So fellas, lay down your fears
‘Cause we can’t take back
What is done, what is past
So let us start from here…
‘Cause we never wanted to be lusty or lewd
Nor tethered to prudish strings
And we never wanted to be jealously tuned
Nor withered into ugly things
But we can’t take back
What is done, what is past
So fellas, lay down your spears
‘Cause we can’t take back
What is done, what is past
So let us start from here…
And if all that you are
Is not all you desire,
Then, come…
Come, let yourself be wrong
Come, it’s already begun
Come, come alone
Come with fear, come with love
Come however you are
Just come, come alone
Come with friends, come with foes
Come however you are
Just come, come alone
Come with me, then let go
Come however you are
Just come, come alone
Come so carefully closed
Come however you are
Just come…
Come, come along
Come with sorrows and songs
Come however you are
Just come, come along
Come, let yourself be wrong 
Come however you are
Just come…

Father, Husband, Son

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