Saturday, July 18, 2015

Rest In Peace

Thank you Lee for your service in the Marines during the Vietnam.War. Thank you Lee for 
the courage to quit drinking. Thank you Lee for your protection of me, and for your graciousness
toward me. At times Lee, you were gruff, and you were always opinionated, but deep inside I knew
you to be tenderhearted and loving. Lee, you deeply loved your own daughter (always), your 
wife Cindy, your wife's family (including me), your God and your country. You are missed already!


 Leo Edwin "Lee" Guckenberg  1947-2015

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Per audua ad alta

"Per audua ad alta"

I just found that the Hanna branch 
of my family had a family motto. 

In Latin of course.

Appropriately, it roughly means:
"through difficulties to the top."


Monday, March 9, 2015

Where You Are by Leeland

In light of turning 50.


I can't get enough
No I can't get enough
Of Your amazing love
I can't get enough

I can't walk away
No I can't walk away
From where I've seen Your face
And I can't walk away

And I just wanna be where You are
I just wanna be near Your heart
There is nothing like Your love
There is nothing like Your love

Jesus I love You

With all the angels singing
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Jesus I love You

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

The Mystery of a Frozen Life



As I walked out toward the lighthouse 
in St. Joseph, Michigan last weekend, 
I was reminded that even when every-
thing feels frozen and dead, there is
still strong current moving beneath 
the surface. Out there in quiet cold you 
could hear the drumming of  the ice
beneath the surface as it was moving.
 You could hear it, but you could not
see where it was happening. There 
was such beauty in the mystery of it.

Saturday, February 21, 2015

When the Game Stands Tall

While this movie felt a bit lacking in the level of acting it is overall a great story about the value of coaching young men. Plus it is based on a true story which is always a plus in my book.

I loved the fact that this coach was more concerned about raising good men than about getting the win. This style of coaching transferred over to the lives of his players who felt loved and respected. In turn his players gave 100% effort on every play and they won a lot of football games.

De La Salle High School football coach, Bob Ladouceur, had a 151-game winning streak. It was interesting to see how the fans lived vicariously through the team as they pushed the winning streak craze to the extreme.

Even after the streak ended the fans were constantly trying to get the streak going again and to be honest, I can't say I wouldn't have joined the craze myself. There is such pull in being a part of something bigger then ourselves.

The movie does a good job showing how our desire to be a part of a winning team affects us, our community and the players. It makes me wonder how we have twisted the idea of tradition. When the tradition becomes the actual winning instead of a part of our journey, it shuts down our heart and creates a demand.

Something to think about anyway...

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Unexpected Gift


It’s easy to see joy and happiness as gifts, but when my feelings are darker they don’t feel like that at all. I don’t really like feeling fear or anger, especially in larger doses. At those times, I just want out of what I am feeling so I can get back to feeling the good things of life.

It is interesting because when I feel immense joy over something I rarely take note of the intensity, but when I feel immense anger or fear I can hardly ignore the intensity.

In fact, I have been feeling quite a bit of grief, fear and loneliness lately. The world around me feels dark and scary these days, and I am physically alone much of the time.

When these dark feelings overwhelmed me recently, it was easy for me to become cynical and angry. And when I became cynical and angry, I started treating myself and others like crap. I starting acting like a fool and getting irritated with anyone in my way. I hated being that way, especially with those I love.

The self-hatred makes it hard for me to see anything good about my grief, fear, loneliness, cynicism and anger. But these are my feelings, they are my brain’s physical response to the world I live in. They tell me I am alive and allow me a chance to respond in the moment. It is the response that is the problem, it isn't always good.


I long to see my fear, anger, and loneliness as a gift, but is not going to be an easy thing. I understand it, but I am not yet ready to embrace it. Holding on to the fear, anger, and loneliness often seems justifiable and changing that feels in God’s hands. Yet another gift from Him.