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Diary Of A Wimpy Kid

Yesterday, Chapin and I went to the mid-day showing of Diary of a Wimpy Kid at the Pleasure Island AMC 24 Theaters.

Diary of a Wimpy Kid is based on the New York Times Best Seller book series by the same name.

I don’t do movie reviews, but I do pay attention – even when I try not to. And there was one line that I had to write down, in the darkness of the AMC theater:

“It’s our choices that make us who we are.”

Sometimes Most of the time, I feel like the lead character: misunderstood, freakish, and out of place.

But with Faith and Hope, our journey continues, and it begins anew today – like it does every day.

Will you have the presence of mind to think about the long-term effects of your choices today?

Of course, it is hard work. That’s one of life’s secrets. Some call it “the cross we bear”.

The long way is the short cut.

Blind Spot?

Facebook is a very helpful tool. A window into the lives of our friends and family. And oftentimes an entertaining diversion from the real-world pressures.

You probably saw our son’s Guest Blog post about what Easter means.

He’s nine, and gets it. Easter is the most significant day in history.

Ever. Period.

There are surely skeptics out there who are thinking, “He’s a kid, let him enjoy chocolate and Easter basket stuff.” Got it covered:

Letters To God, The Movie


Ever stumble upon something exciting, cool, meaningful?

How does that make you feel? Does it feel like a gift? It might. It really depends on the whole picture.

But what if you can’t see the whole picture? Then what? Does that mean what happened wasn’t meaningful?

On a routine Delta flight yesterday, I met Kim Dawson. We both said, “You look familiar.”

Turns out we attend the same Mass at the same church. Turns out we’re both headed to Albuquerque, New Mexico.

Me, to give a speech that may help change the world.

Kim, to watch a movie that may help change the world.

And one more thing, Kim is the Producer of the movie.

His movie debuts nationwide in two days. He said, “Would you like to come watch it tonight?”

So I wrote a “letter to God”:

“Dear God, thank you for placing this opportunity in front of me. Life on the road is challenging enough, but without proper rest, it becomes even more challenging. May I please do this later?”

My letter to God pales in comparison to the young, cancer-stricken boy who writes Letters to God and the Mailman who has to figure out what to do with them.