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It barely seems like it, but the challenge has come to an end. After six weeks of no theology books and no podcasts, what have I learned?

Quite a bit.

I’ve been learning that my convictions are my own, and not the regurgitated opinions of other men who are smarter than me. The distinction of biblical manhood and womanhood, the need for a love of Scripture and sound doctrine within the Church, God’s complete sovereignty; I don’t believe these things because I’ve read them in books written by guys I like, but because I’m seeing them within the pages of Scripture. This is a very exciting thing for me, as it is a sign that I am slowing maturing.

The downside of maturing is I’ve been confronted more than ever by my own sin and iniquity. My selfishness and my pride have been brought to the forefront and the Spirit is working in me as I work on these issues. He is making me (slowly) a wiser, and less irritable man than I’ve been known to be. I am a very critical thinker, which in some ways is a very good thing, but in other ways it can be absolutely devastating. I can get so caught up on a niggling detail that I miss the forest for the trees, and become very judgmental and mean-spirited. Continue Reading…

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Today is a very special day; Emily and I are celebrating our third anniversary. God has grown us greatly over the last three years, and in this last one in particular. From becoming parents, my change in career, Emily becoming a successful homemaker and illustrator, and so many other amazing changes in our lives… it’s been a great three years, and I’m looking forward to the next 60, by God’s grace.

In honor of this, we are taking the day off and going to the happiest place in Burlington: Ikea! We’re looking forward to a fun morning/early afternoon of shopping and eating Swedish meatballs.

Maybe we’ll find a good deal on a coffee table and a dresser.

Happy Wednesday!

This week, at the request of my mentor, I’ve been reading a book called Adrenaline and Stress, by Dr. Archibald D. Hart. Because of the recent events in our lives at the Armstrong home, we’ve all been feeling a greater deal of stress, and the truth is, I’ve never learned to manage stress well.

I always thought that I was immune to stress. That I could handle it, because, well, “I’m a man.”

Stress “helped” me function. It made me more productive. For five years, I worked a job with extreme deadlines and unrealistic expectations. 60 hour weeks were the norm. And I could do it. When I left there, I didn’t know quite what to do with myself at Compassion, because I didn’t have the enormous workload. I was actually stressed about not having anything to do. Now, the opposite is the case. But here’s the thing:  I have a great deal of trouble relaxing. I don’t vacation well. I don’t know how to take time off. And I don’t sleep much or well.

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It’s a short update this week, and admittedly vague, but I actually learned the most in the fourth week of the challenge than in any of the previous weeks. This post is very much a follow up to last week’s on finding direction; if you have a moment, please do give it a read as it will give some further context to what I’m talking about here.

I’ve been contemplating on the words of my mentor regarding God ordaining the recent events of my life to draw me closer to Him, and to move knowledge from my head to my heart. Something I think that needs to happen in this is also taking action on ideas that have been in my head for more than a year.

Almost two years ago, I had a dream that didn’t make any sense to me at the time as it involved me doing things I didn’t have the skills for. This dream freaked me out for a number of reasons, the most primary being that it involved public speaking. Up until fairly recently, I was one of the worst public speakers you’d ever see. I could barely string together a sentence when people were watching. Once, my friend (and former supervisor) Richard counted more than 40 “uhs” and “ums” in a 5 minute report. In college, we always used to make fun of how awkward my hand gestures were during presentations (it was like I was beating eggs the entire time).

In January 2008, I joined Toastmasters at the request of my employer, and I’ve actually become a good speaker. Not brilliant, by any stretch, but I can definitely hold an audience’s attention. I’m honestly not ready to talk about what that dream was yet (publicly), but I can say that public speaking is no longer the issue it was for me.

This week, I’m taking a step in faith and sending an email that I probably wouldn’t have sent if it hadn’t been for Chris’ encouragement. This is a scary thing for me to do, as I don’t know what the outcome will be. Maybe nothing. Maybe something big. I really don’t know.

Only time will tell.

Last week, Abraham Piper shared 22 ridiculous things he believed as a child, all of which put a smile on my face. In honor of the Victoria Day long weekend, I’ve compiled my own list of the ridiculous things I believed as a child. I hope you enjoy.

  1. I could fly if I tried hard enough
  2. I had a shot with the prettiest girl in school
  3. Being in Chess Club didn’t mark me as one of the “loser” kids
  4. Aerosmith was awesome
  5. Star Trek was cool
  6. Star Trek: The Next Generation was even cooler (to be fair, the two-part episode where Picard became a Borg is pretty B.A.)
  7. That Voyager had potential to be awesome (I watched way too much Star Trek as a kid)
  8. He-Man and the Masters of the Universe = quality cartoon
  9. Thundercats didn’t suck
  10. Glasses = intellectual
  11. Transformers was excellent
  12. No one would notice if I refilled what I took out of the soda bottle with water
  13. Mom also wouldn’t notice that I ate all the macaroons she made at Christmas
  14. Sweat pants were acceptable in public
  15. Saved by the Bell was funny (tragically, it’s still a guilty pleasure; shame on me, I know)
  16. You can learn Karate by watching The Karate Kid repeatedly
  17. Karate Kid II was worth watching
  18. Ditto Tim Burton’s Batman
  19. I could diffuse a bomb with chewing gum and chicken wire
  20. That someday, I too could go back in time in a 1985 DeLorean; all I needed was plutonium and a flux capacitor
  21. That I could drive at the age of ten, just because it looked easy
  22. Wearing muscle shirts meant you had muscles (obviously)

That’s my list, although I’m sure there’s many, many more things I could add.

What’s your’s?

A Great Gift

Aaron Armstrong —  May 15, 2009 — Leave a comment

This weekend, my wife is giving me a most wonderful gift: She’s letting me sleep in on Saturday morning and (hopefully) Monday as well.

I am extremely grateful for this, because sleep is a wonderful gift from God that I don’t appreciate nearly enough.

So let’s all give thanks to God for whatever sleep you get this weekend.

See you in the (mid)morning.

The day’s almost done, but it’s not complete without saying Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there, and especially to the most important mom in my life, my wife Emily (photo circa 2007—both my ladies are even lovelier today).

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For some of the many reasons I love my wife, please read this post from April.

maxed-outFinances have been on my mind a great deal. Over the past few months, the Armstrong family has been learning how to live solely on my income and finding that we actually can. Our lifestyle is by no means extravagant, but we have food on the table and the bills are paid, which is really all you can ask for, right?

We have to wait on things that we want, but that just means that we have extra time to learn whether or not we really want them.

Thursday morning, I had a great meeting with our pastor, and we were discussing this very thing. And after saying how much he admires the very difficult task that single moms have, earning an income and raising children on their own (I was raised by a single mom who worked really hard to take care of my sister and I, so I wholeheartedly agree; single parents are superheroes), he, in a somewhat resigned fashion, said, “The days of the single-income household are gone, for the most part.”

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Last night I took my wife into the hospital due to complications with her recent miscarriage. She’s doing well, by God’s grace, and the staff at the hospital has been doing a tremendous job.

Please be in prayer for her speedy recovery.

That’s likely all for today, but we’ll see.

Have you ever had something you were once incredibly passionate about seem to become a bit… blah?

How do you get that passion back? Can you?

What is that thing for you?