Mullets Everywhere

I know that seeing two posts in one day might be too much too handle, but when I saw this on ESPN I had to share it with everyone. Anyone who has watched any amount of hockey knows that for some reason hockey and mullets go hand in hand. With that in mind, ESPN has compiled a gallery of the best mullets in hockey history. Just click here to view the whole gallery. I picked the best (maybe scariest) ones. Enjoy!

Go Habs!

My absence over the past couple of weeks has been a result of the stress that the end of the hockey season puts on a guy. I mean, the Canadiens were 9-1-0 going into the last four games of the season, only needing 2 points to clinch a playoff spot. Then, they decide to make things interesting by leaving it up to the competition to lose so they didn't have to win. It wasn't until the second-lat day of the season that they clinched a playoff spot - only to go up against the Huricanes, a team they hadn't beat all season.

Not having access to the games on the tube, I have been forced to listen to them on the internet. Ang is constantly asking me to turn down the volume, but I can't! The first game they played, the Canes scored less than a minute into the game. It looked like it was over for Montreal, but that was the only goal Heut allowed for the whole game. Then last night, Montreal won again in 2OT. They are 2-0 going home for 2 games. Go Habs!

The Oxymoron That Is Preaching

I don't know about the rest of you, but preaching has always been a love-hate relationship for me. When I first came on staff here @ skyline, Dale told me that he wanted me to preach once a month. He explained to me that it would be good practice. For about the first year and a half, I was bitter about this. I told myself that preaching wasn't my focused, that youth suffered because I had to devote the week to preparing my sermon. The real truth of the matter was that I was afraid. I was afriad that all this "practice" meant that I wouldn't always be a youth pastor. I was afraid that I might mess-up and preach something that wasn't theologically correct. I was afraid to admit that maybe, just maybe, I have a gift of preaching.

Why is it that we fear to embrace that which we are called to do?

Why can't I accept the way God made me and use it for His glory?

Why have I allowed fear to rule my life instead of God?

I still have fears, but I am learning to let go of them and trust God. I'm no longer bitter about preaching once a month. It is good practice and whatever God may have in store for me down the road, I know that he will give me the grace to walk that path when the time comes. I guess what I am saying is don't allow your fears to govern your life. Instead of running from what it is that you are afraid of, turn around and face it head-on.