Gratitude Sunday: My Mom and George Bailey

One of my favorite Christmas movies is It’s a Wonderful Life.

When I was younger, I liked it because an angel comes down and helps a guy get through a hard time. You get to see his whole story unfold and figure out who he really is. I didn’t see the deep significance as a young person watching this movie for the first time.

As I’ve gotten older, George Bailey’s story has become far too familiar.

I see it in life all around me. People—many wonderful people—don’t realize the good they do. They don’t understand how their influence has shaped the world around them far more than they know.

One person I can see this to be true about is my mother.

A Life of Selfless Love

My mother is one of the most selfless, wonderful people I have ever met or had the pleasure to know. She is kind and caring and deeply concerned with the well-being of others.

This flows from her relationship with God, which has been solid for as long as I can remember. She loves Jesus dearly. And because of that, she has consistently, over the years, shown people God’s love in countless ways.

I’ve seen her stop in the grocery store and share God with people or stop and pray with them just because she knew they needed it. I’ve seen her give of herself and run herself ragged to make sure that the people she served and the people she loved were taken care of.

But I’m going to tell this story from my perspective, from what I’ve seen in my own life.

Songs and Stories in the Early ’80s

My mother, in the early ’80s, started telling me stories about Jesus. She would sing songs and read the Bible with me. She was very involved in making sure that I knew that Jesus loved me—and also building me up to be a confident and strong young man.

She was consistent in her love.

I reminded her the other day that she’s the reason I know Jesus, just as she’s the reason many other people in this world know Jesus as well. She’s the reason people have found hope when they didn’t have any. She’s the reason people have found kindness when they most needed it.

She has been God’s love to people repeatedly throughout her life.

And just like George Bailey, I don’t think she understands just how far her influence has gone.

The Billy Graham Question

It makes me think.

If I asked you, “Do you know who Billy Graham is?” most of us—whether we are Christians or not—have heard the name. We know he was a very famous minister. We know that he touched countless lives with the love of God and with the message of God’s salvation.

But if I asked you, “What was the name of the man who introduced Billy Graham to Jesus?” I don’t think many of us would know who that is.

You never know the effect you have on someone’s life. You never know the influence. You never know the good that you do. You’ll never see the full picture.

But that shouldn’t stop you from doing good.

My Gratitude

So to say the least, I’m grateful for my mother.

I’m grateful for the way she’s loved me and taken care of me. Even though it’s been many, many years since I’ve lived in their home, she still loves me and prays for me to this day like I’m her baby boy.

Her influence on me has been outstanding.

And I can only imagine the influence she’s had on others—the people whose names I’ll never know, whose stories I’ll never hear, whose lives were changed because she stopped in a grocery store or prayed with someone who was hurting or sang songs about Jesus to a little boy in the early ’80s.

She’ll never know how far her influence has gone.

But I do know this: I wouldn’t be here without her. I wouldn’t know Jesus without her. I wouldn’t be attempting this 7-40 Challenge without the foundation she helped build in my life.

So thank you, Mom.

For being God’s love when I needed it most.

For never giving up on me.

For showing me what it looks like to live a life of purpose.

You’re far more influential than you know.

And I’m forever grateful.

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Day 9: Twenty-Seven Years and Just Getting Started

Today is my 27th wedding anniversary.

Twenty-seven years ago, I married my best friend. And sitting at the table with her this morning, talking about all the unlikely things that had to align for us to even meet, I’m reminded why Day 9 of the 7-40 Challenge matters more than any other day so far.

This isn’t just about me. It never has been.

The Butterfly Effect (Or God’s Perfect Timing)

April 1, 1998. I walked into a church in Bethany, Oklahoma, volunteering with the college minister—for what, I don’t really remember. As we walked in together, a beautiful lady with blonde hair walked toward us.

The minister introduced us. She quickly said hello, then politely ignored me. Talked with the minister and was on her way. Little did I know I had just met my future wife.

It was like we were destined to meet. But here’s the thing: I was only at that church because of a singing scholarship that brought me to that university where the college minister was a student. My bride had only transferred to that university three months earlier because she wanted to be closer to home. I’d been at a different church where I was the youth leader until just a month before. Then a rappelling trip in late April. A whitewater rafting trip in June.

Every random piece had to fall into place exactly right.

Twenty-seven years later, we’re still here. Still talking. Still building a life together. I can’t even describe how grateful I am.

Here’s the truth: I’m 47 years old, staring down the reality that 27 more years won’t be enough time to know her, to be her friend, to do everything we still want to do together. It just isn’t long enough to love her completely.

But I’ll take every second I can get.

Why I’m Doing This Challenge

For years, I’ve worked on bettering myself in various ways—career, faith, creativity. But I’ve simultaneously neglected things that matter just as much. My physical health. My strength. My energy.

And here’s what crossed my mind this morning: I have to be here. Not just alive, but present, capable, and strong. I want as many more years as I can have. God willing, that’s a whole bunch.

We love being married. We love building our family. We love being creative together. We love working on homes together—improving things, building things, creating beauty out of work. That requires strength. Stamina. Being physically able to show up and contribute, not just watch from the sidelines because I didn’t take care of myself.

I need to be a helpmate to my wife—not a burden she has to accommodate because I let myself fall apart.

I need to be an example for my son. I want him to see his dad doing the hard thing at 47, not talking about it someday. I want him to watch me transform, so when life gets hard for him, he knows it’s possible to choose differently. To start now, not later.

I want to see my grandchildren. I want decades more with my best friend. I want to keep growing, keep achieving, keep building.

The best time to start taking care of myself? Not someday. Not when things settle down. Now.

Because 27 years from now, I want to be sitting at that same table with her, talking about all the things we built together in these next decades.

And that starts with Day 9.

Day 9 Scorecard: ✅ Bible study ✅ Exercise (Workout A) ✅ Reading ✅ Gratitude ✅ Water ✅ Calories ✅ Creative hour

Nine consecutive perfect days. For her. For my son. For the life we’re still building.

Happy anniversary, my darling. Here’s to 27 more—and I’m going to be strong enough to live every one of them well.

The best time to start is now. Not for yourself alone. For everyone counting on you to be here.

See you tomorrow for Day 10.

Day 31 of the 7-40 Challenge: When Life Reminds You What Matters Most

Hey there, friends! Welcome to Day 31 of my 7-40 Challenge, where I’m sharing the ups, downs, and unexpected detours of this journey. Some days, everything clicks like clockwork. You breeze through your to-do list, check off your goals, and feel like you’re absolutely crushing it. Everything works just as you planned, no surprises, no hiccups. And then, there are other days—days when life throws you a curveball, and you realize some priorities outshine even the most well-intentioned plans.

Today was one of those days. I was powering through my seven daily habits, ticking them off one by one. I was on a roll—until I didn’t quite make it to my exercise goal. But let me tell you, the reason why is one I wouldn’t trade for anything.

We had company over tonight, which already shook up the routine a bit. But before they arrived, my son looked at me with a genuine smile and asked, “Dad, do you think we could spend some time tonight and maybe shoot around a golf game on the Nintendo Switch?” Y’all, I love my goals. I love my habits and the structure they bring to my life. But there was no way I was going to say no to that.

Sometimes, the most important goals—the ones that truly matter—take precedence over everything else. So, what did we do? We cranked up some music, fired up the Nintendo Switch, and played 18 holes of Mario Golf. And let me tell you, it was a blast. We laughed, we competed, and we made memories that I’ll carry with me forever.

Here’s the thing: I set goals and build habits so I can be my best self—fit, present, and ready for the people who mean the most to me. My family is my why. They’re the heartbeat of everything I do, second only to my relationship with God. When they call, when they need me, or when they just want to hang out and play some virtual golf, you better believe I’m choosing them over any checklist.

I feel so incredibly blessed to have these relationships in my life. My family is my treasure, and moments like tonight are the ones I cherish most. It’s a reminder that life isn’t just about checking boxes—it’s about showing up for the people you love.

So, how about you? Have you carved out time today for the ones who light up your world? Have you laughed, connected, or done something just for the joy of it? I hope so, because those are the moments that make life truly rich.

Drop a comment below and let me know how you’re spending time with the people you love. I’d love to hear about it! Thanks for joining me on Day 31 of the 7-40 Challenge. I’m grateful for you all, and I’ll see you tomorrow for Day 32!

Day 30 of the 7-40 Challenge: A Walk, a Stranger, and a Lesson in Gratitude

Today marks day 30 of my 7-40 Challenge—a 40-day journey where I’ve committed to practicing seven habits daily to better myself and the world around me. Ten days to go, and I’m already overflowing with gratitude. This milestone feels like a victory, not just for sticking with it but for the unexpected moments that have reshaped my perspective along the way. Today, I want to share a story from my lunch break—a simple walk that turned into a profound reminder of what it means to be thankful.

It was an unusually cool August day in Oklahoma, where triple-digit heat is the norm this time of year. The temperature hovered in the low 70s, a rare gift that made my daily half hour walk feel like a treat. I was strolling through downtown, earphones in, soaking in the fresh air and the rhythm of my steps. The walk itself is always a highlight—part exercise, part mental reset. But today, it became something more.

As I paused at a crosswalk, a voice broke through my music. “Young fella, young fella! Can I talk to you for a minute?” I turned to see an elderly man, his clothes worn and his face weathered, clearly someone who’d been living on the streets. I popped out an earphone, smiled, and said hello. He grinned back, his eyes bright despite his circumstances, and said, “Young fella, can you spare 87 cents?”

Eighty-seven cents. The specificity caught me off guard. Either this man knew exactly what he needed—down to the penny, tax included—or it was the cleverest pitch I’d ever heard. I couldn’t help but chuckle, especially since he called me “young fella” at an age when I’m starting to feel more “old fella” than “young.” I reached into my pocket, and pulled out what I had…a $5 bill. I handed it to him and said, “How about five dollars?”

His reaction was pure gold. His eyes widened in what seemed like genuine disbelief, and he broke into a wide, toothy smile. “Thank you!” he said, offering me a fist bump. “God bless!” That moment hit me like a ton of bricks. Here was a man, likely facing hardships I can’t even imagine, radiating gratitude for a simple $5 bill. If that’s not a reality check, I don’t know what is.

I wish I could’ve stayed longer, sat on that curb, and heard his story. Why 87 cents? What brought him to that corner? What was his life like? Despite his circumstances, his smile was infectious, his gratitude palpable. It made me pause and reflect on my own life. I’m not sharing this to pat myself on the back—far from it. This encounter humbled me. It reminded me that even in the face of struggle, gratitude can shine through. This man, with so little, was thankful for what I could give. That’s the posture I want to carry in my heart.

The 7-40 Challenge has been about building habits, but moments like this remind me why I’m doing it. Life is a gift. I’ve been provided for, even through tough times. I’ve worked hard, sure, but I’m blessed beyond measure—a family that is healthy and safe, a roof over my head, food on my table, a warm bed to sleep in. These are things I can so easily take for granted. Meeting this man today was a clear reminder to stay grounded, to use the talents and resources I’ve been given to better myself and the world around me.

I don’t know if that gentleman will ever read these words, but I’m grateful for him—for his smile, his gratitude, and the chance to pause and reflect on that downtown corner. As I head into day 31 of the challenge, I’m carrying his lesson with me: gratitude isn’t just for the big wins or the easy days. It’s for the small moments, the unexpected encounters, the reminders that we’re all connected.

So, I’d love to hear from you. Have you had a moment recently that made you stop and feel grateful? Share your story in the comments—I’m all ears. Day 30 is in the books, and I’m ready for tomorrow. Here’s to day 31 and the lessons it brings.

See you then.

What Do You Want and How Bad Do You Want It? The Fuel That Ignites Your Dreams

Hello there. Pause for a moment and ask yourself: What do you want, and how bad do you want it? This isn’t about fleeting wishes or goals jotted down on a whim. It’s about that deep, burning desire that jolts you awake in the morning and dances in your dreams at night. The kind of want that demands every ounce of your focus, your drive, your relentless spirit. What do you want so bad that you could become obsessed with it? Because half-hearted efforts don’t leave a legacy—they barely leave a mark. To make something real, you’ve got to dive in with everything you’ve got.

As Benjamin Franklin once said, “Energy and persistence conquer all things.” You have to know the goal you are after. But, it’s not just about what you want; it’s about how fiercely you’re willing to chase it. Let’s unpack this through a story from my own life that still stings years later, a lesson in what happens when you don’t bring your all.

The Half-Hearted Hustle: A Wake-Up Call

Remember being a kid, sent on a mission by your parents? “Find that lost toy” or “Clean your room.” You’d poke around for a minute, call it impossible, and slink back with excuses. That’s the default for too many of us—minimal effort, maximum cop-outs. But life doesn’t reward those who give up quickly; it honors those who push through.

When I was 18, a rookie reporter for my college newspaper, I learned this the hard way. My editor tasked me with covering a speaker whose story was, in her words, interesting and story worthy. She wanted the heart of his experience—what he’d done, seen, and endured—to captivate our readers. Simple enough? Nope. Instead of diving in, I treated it like a casual outing. I brought a date to the event, chatted through the talk, and left early to get my date home. When I sauntered back to my editor with a lazy “No story there,” she looked at me like I’d lost my mind.

“Are you out of your mind?” she snapped. “He was a rescue worker at the Oklahoma City bombing. Of course there’s a story—a remarkable one!”

She was right. The 1995 bombing was a national tragedy, and this man had been in the thick of it. My apathy had blinded me. Desperate to save face (and my job), I did what I should’ve done from the start: I tracked him down, got him on the phone, and asked every question I could think of.

What I heard was unforgettable, even 28 years later I can remember his voice as he told me the events. He described arriving at the chaotic scene, pulling bodies and parts of bodies from the rubble amid dust and despair. He described hope mixed with exhaustion as the work wore on. How the team’s morale crumbled when they learned it was a domestic attack, not foreign terrorism. The weight of it impacted him greatly. He couldn’t stay in his job. It drove him to attempt suicide multiple times one night. Only through his family’s prayers—especially his mother’s—did he find the strength to seek help and heal. Two years after the tragedy, he was sharing his story to inspire others.

That interview turned “no story” into the story—a raw testament to resilience. As Winston Churchill said during World War II’s darkest hours, “If you are going through hell, keep going.” That rescuer lived it, and I almost missed it because I didn’t want it bad enough.

From “No Way” to “I Made It Happen”

That screw-up was a gut check. If I’d given that assignment my full focus from the start, I wouldn’t have needed a second chance. But that’s the power of tenacity: It uncovers gold where laziness sees only dirt. When you decide what you want and pursue it with everything you’ve got, you don’t just chase a goal—you transform yourself. You go from “There’s no story” to “This is my story, and here’s how I shaped it.”

Think about your own dreams. What do you want? A thriving career? A stronger family? A passion project that lights you up? Now, how bad do you want it? Progress comes from relentless commitment, not fleeting bursts of effort.

Albert Einstein, who changed the world by wrestling with impossible problems, put it best: “It’s not that I’m so smart, it’s just that I stay with problems longer.” That’s the edge—sticking with it when others walk away.

Live with Fire: Your Call to Action

I’m older now, and I’ve lived enough to know I don’t want passive, uninspired days. I want to live on purpose. With focus. With impact. I want to pour out the love of God and goodness into the world, sharing my story to lift others up. Because when you chase what you want with every fiber of your being, you don’t just achieve—you become something greater. I am still a work in progress, but thankfully I keep walking further down this road.

So, ask yourself again: What do you want, and how bad do you want it? What are you willing to sacrifice, to endure, to make it real? Answer that, and you’re already closer to turning your dreams into reality. As Nelson Mandela said after decades of fighting for freedom, “It always seems impossible until it is done.” Now let’s go write our stories—with fire.