Category: Family
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Lynn
There’s just something special about the name “Lynn.” My wife’s middle name is “Lynn.” My daughter is Madi”lynn.” And one of the dearest friends I have is named “Lynn.” A couple of years ago she came walking in to Cadence, introduced herself, “Hi, I’m Lynn, and I would love to volunteer here at Cadence.” At…
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My Daughter’s Father
It really was a picture perfect moment. It was Ari’s third birthday this weekend, and there we sat, my wife and kids, my mother in law, and my daughter’s father. Wait, What? Yeah, you read that right. A little over a year ago he and I had our first face to face conversation. We talked…
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It Takes Two
Have you ever stopped to think how amazing it is that we can build skyscrapers, fly to outer space, create technology that leaves your head spinning, and yet we seem to absolutely bomb at maintaining simple relationships? When we opened Cadence, almost seven years ago, we prayed that it would be a place where conversations…
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The Table In the Corner
He came stumbling through our doors back in March. Shivering, sweating, pacing back and forth to our restroom. He was having some terrible withdrawals. I thought he would die right there on our couch in the shop that day. We made him go to the Emergency Room that evening, and later that night drove him…
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More Than A Cup Of Coffee
“Medium or Dark Roast?” “Room for Cream?” “For here or to go?” “Can I get a name for that order?” When you walk through our doors, it sounds, looks, and smells like your typical coffee shop. But can I let you in on a little secret? We’re not just there to serve coffee. We’re there to…
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You Do You
I’m not one who finds a great deal of enjoyment in classical arts. Opera? No thank you. Art Galleries? Nah, I’m good. The Symphony? Okay, maybe. The Ballet? Well . . . . I’ll go but, on one condition – Somebody I know and love a whole lot better be dancing. That’s the case…
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Holes in My Grass
It was about 6:30 the other morning and I was watching the sunrise from my front porch. The picture of perfection. Birds chirping. Enjoying my quiet time and a cup of caffeine right there in my hands. Then I looked up and noticed the holes in the grass in my front yard. I couldn’t look…
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Uphill
My personal faith walk over the past several days has been truly an uphill climb. More than one night lately have I been awake- wide awake in the middle of the night. Thoughts and questions, filled with uncertainty, even doubt, and lots of fear have been my midnight companions. I’ve felt distance from God. Even…
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Keep Pointing
It was one night last fall, when my son stepped up to bat during his little league game. Before he took his batting position he did gave his bat a practice swing, adjusted his stance and deliberately pointed his finger toward the outfield to indicate where he intended to put the ball. If you’re any…
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Name Calling
I’m no stranger to name calling. People made fun of my last name as a kid. Do you even know how many words that rhyme with “Greer?” Then there’s my first name. If I’ve been asked once, I’ve been asked a million times “Isn’t ‘Shannon’ a girls name?” I’ve learned to deal with name calling and…