Here's a snippet of mine:
- Buy a classic ('66-'77) Ford Bronco
- Send writing proposal to publishers
- Take a retreat at a monestary
- Romantic weekend with my wife and NO KIDS
- Buy some new music
- Exercise
How about you?

I can guarantee this truth: Unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.Looking at a story of two people who go to pray in Luke 18:10-14, we discussed 3 changes we might need to make if we are going to approach God more like kids:
I just wanted to let you know I was really touched by today's message. I've been dealing with alot of relationship issue's lately. I've gone through a breakup, having some family issues, and a problem with a friend. I sometime's felt that Christ has left my side. I missed the service last night, and was pretty sure I wouldn't make it this morning. However, I woke up early and something inside me kept telling me that I wasn't doing anything but sitting on the couch, and I needed to pick up my nephew and come on to Church.
I was ok until you started talking about the mustard seed and the yeast. At that point I was thought "has this man been reading my blog?" You see, I bought a townhome last Fall, and have no grass in my backyard. I meant to sow seed last fall, but of course didn't get around to it. This Spring a friend of mine came over, helped clean up the yard, and threw some seed down. Everyday I would go out back and look at this seed just sitting on top of the ground. I was growing more upset everyday thinking that grass was never going to grow in my backyard. I kept watering the yard and kept watching....And nothing! Then, came the nice sunny days a few weeks ago. We had baseball games, work, and school projects. I didn't think to look at the backyard once. Going on at the same time was my break up. I woke up last Sunday thinking how bad my life was, and that I was 32 never married wondering why God wouldn't answer one of my only prayers...For a husband and family. I was baking, and decided to open the house up. I opened the front windows, and went to open the backdoor and happened to look at the backyard. I couldn't believe what was before my eyes!!! It was grass, and lots of it!!! Of course, it's still thin because it's just beginning to grow, but what used to be nothing but dirt and sometimes mud was now green with just a few patches of dirt here and there. At that moment, I seemed to understand. It's really not my time, and it really is God's time. Not only with my grass, but with my relationships, including a future husband and family. The problem over the last week is I keep forgetting that eye opening experience, and was really down today expecting not to come to church. Now, I'm really glad that I did!
The message of this past weekend was unimpressive. I am using the word in the same manner you defined it.
It was so unimpressive that it caught my attention and I have been mulling and meandering around the mustard seed and the yeast since I left the service yesterday.
My girls and I have baked (had a small business) for years. Yeast is a very familiar entity to us. A mystery. I understand the science and theory of yeast, but I don't quite get the reality of it---the potential of transformation it contains. I am longing for God to work his yeast through me. Yeast must have the right temperature (too hot and you kill it, too cold and it won't be activated), and it must be fed (sugar, honey). My Father knows the exact measurements to produce a loaf in me.
I kept considering the germination time you spoke of--we mix our bread and then it must be left alone for at least an hour and a half. Sometimes it takes longer. I have warned the girls over and over to not bother the dough during this process. If you poke it, then you must start again. You must allow the dough to rise. Then it gets punched down and then it must be allowed to rise again.
I was asked to write something about my spiritual journey toward faith. It has been a long one so far and I'm not quite finished yet. This all started about 10 years ago when a friend of mine from work started having conversations with me about God. I had lots of issues with the subject based on my experiences in early adulthood with my family's church and my general disillusionment with "believers", but he made a lot of interesting comments and didn’t seem to be like those other people so we kept talking.
Over the years, our conversations continued until finally I was able to take a step forward and we started having a weekly Bible study session. Now it started getting sticky since I had moved from idle conversations at lunch, to a formal sit-down thing. On top of that, my wife wanted to join in since she hadn't really studied the Bible before. During the year and a half that we had the study sessions, I passed through a lot of points on the spectrum from "How can I even be considering this stuff?" to "Maybe there is a God, but Jesus was either a made up character or just some Jewish teacher" to "I just don't know what to believe".
I am a very intense person and when I start studying something, I really dig in and study it. And boy is there lots of materials on this topic! I tried reading books that had been recommended to me, but they seemed to either be too superficial or didn't address the issues that I felt. I started looking for other resources and read a ton of stuff from the web. I was trying to intellectualize believe. I wanted to understand the logic behind God. Somehow, I just wasn’t able to understand everything…
For a while, I really got to the point where I didn't want to think about it any more and I had to take a break. During this same period, my wife began attending church on a regular basis. She accepted Christ soon after and was baptized. I would attend church with her maybe once a month so she wouldn’t get too upset with me. She had also enrolled our kids in a Christian school, so I had to set a good example for them as well…
I was being surrounded. After a break of about a year, I decided to give it another try and started to attend church regularly and to study again. I was still trying to rationalize believe, but I took a more relaxed approach this time. My wife had recommended that I look at it as a ‘philosophy of life’ and not get so caught up in the things that I couldn’t comprehend intellectually. Basically, I should let my heart lead me instead of my brain.
I have been trying to follow that advice for the last year. I try not to expect everything to make perfect sense. As my friend tells me all the time…”You just have to accept that you aren’t as smart as God”. Hard to accept, but it could be true. I am experimenting with living life like a Christian to see if and how it changes me. I am becoming more involved with the church and more giving with my time and resources.
What this has meant so far is that things are happening to me that I didn’t expect. I am finding that I have lots of people around me supporting me in my quest (many more than I realized) and I have ended up inviting an acquaintance of mine to attend Crossroads (getting in deeper and deeper). I’m still searching and I’m still dealing with my own intellectual pride, but the journey continues.
He used another illustration. "The kingdom of heaven is like yeast that a woman mixed into a large amount of flour until the yeast worked its way through all the dough." (Mt. 13:33)
Jesus asked, “How can we show what the kingdom of God is like? To what can we compare it? It’s like a mustard seed planted in the ground. The mustard seed is one of the smallest seeds on earth. However, when planted, it comes up and becomes taller than all the garden plants. It grows such large branches that birds can nest in its shade.”According to Jesus, he tells this simple story to help us understand what His Kingdom is like.