My friend Haley and I went out last night and shared some excellent conversation over a couple of excellent Portland beers at the Lucky Lab. It’s so refreshing to be able to lay all of your crap out on the table for someone to see and speak into. It was good for my heart, to be sure. We talked about everything… my fear of having another kid, the mama drama of breastfeeding vs. formula feeding, our love and weird fascination with Lady Gaga, discipleship, and even our pride. During the conversation, I felt the motivation to post some of my crap here, for all the world to see… a confession of sorts. I’m going to list out some of the things that I feel like I need to work on in my life, and I hope that you’ll ask me about them regularly and help keep me accountable.
Wanna join me? It’s risky. It’s vulnerable. But I have a sneaking suspicion that it’s worth it.
- I swear a LOT.
- I’m a blame-shifter.
- I have a really bad sense of entitlement.
- I get road rage.
- I watch crass & inappropriate comedy movies… and I laugh at them.
- I don’t particularly care about my neighbors.
- I listen to rap music… and I listen to Lady Gaga… and I like it.
- I’m afraid of commitment.
- I’m pretty materialistic.
- I hold grudges.
