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Yesterday was our 21st anniversary (July 8th). Twenty-one years with the woman who’s been my anchor and my light. She’s been there in the brightest moments, sure. But what humbles me most is how she’s stood with me in the darkest ones too. When I doubted myself, when the road felt heavy, she showed up with steady love and quiet strength and reminded me that I matter.

Her kindness isn’t loud. It’s consistent. In the way she listens, in the way she believes in me when I can’t, in the way she makes our home a safe place. 21 years in, I’m still grateful for her smile, her courage, the way she keeps choosing us.

Happy anniversary to my wife, my backbone, my best friend. Thank you for loving me through it all.

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Happy Independence Day! 🇺🇸 250 Years Strong.

If you grew up in the 1980s, chances are you remember a time when the Fourth of July felt a little different.

Neighborhoods were packed with kids riding bikes until the streetlights came on. Flags flew from front porches. Families gathered around backyard grills. Fireworks echoed through the night while everyone looked up together. Movies, cartoons, and toy lines reminded us that freedom was something worth protecting. We didn’t all agree on everything then either, but for one day each year, we paused to celebrate the incredible blessing of living in America.

This year feels especially meaningful.

For 250 years, the United States has endured challenges that would have broken many nations. We’ve faced wars, hardships, triumphs, setbacks, and moments that tested who we are. Through it all, generation after generation has stepped forward to preserve the freedoms we often take for granted today.

Freedom has never been free.

It was earned through extraordinary courage, protected through unimaginable sacrifice, and entrusted to each new generation with the hope that we would leave this nation stronger than we found it.

As someone who grew up in the 1980s, I still believe in those timeless American ideals—hard work, personal responsibility, helping your neighbors, and believing that tomorrow can be better than today.

Those values never go out of style.

So today, whether you’re spending time with family, firing up the grill, watching fireworks, or simply taking a quiet moment to reflect, remember what this day represents.

It’s more than a holiday.

It’s a celebration of the people who came before us, the freedoms we enjoy today, and the responsibility we all share to preserve them for those who come after us.

Here’s to 250 years of liberty, and to the generations who will write the next chapter of the American story.

Happy Independence Day, America. God Bless the USA. 🇺🇸🎆

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When you watch my videos do you…

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If you could give your younger self one piece of advice about LIFE what would it be, and why do you think that insight matters now more than ever?

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Happy 19th birthday to our daughter, Caroline! Since she was just three years old, my wife has celebrated each birthday in a way that’s become a family tradition. Every year, she carefully stands farm-fresh eggs on their ends. One for each year Caroline has been alive on this planet

We once heard this old wive’s tale that around the spring equinox, the Earth is in perfect balance, making it possible to stand an egg upright. Maybe it’s just a fun old myth, maybe eggs stand up all year—but the point is, it’s a tradition of love.

This morning, Caroline woke up to 19 carefully balanced eggs, each one a symbol of how much we love her. It’s not just the eggs—it’s the hours my wife spends getting these little buggers to stand perfectly upright, the joy in continuing something uniquely ours, and the reminder that these little acts are what make memories.

Happy birthday, Caroline. We love you more than words—and more than a whole farm full of eggs!

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Welcome to BURF CHURCH!
This morning I was sitting in my back patio just enjoying the cool breeze and this beautiful 67° weather we are having in Dallas . It feels like a little piece of heaven.

Anyway, I was remising what Sundays were like in my home when I was a kid. My brother and I would get up, get a bowl of cereal and watch Bullwinkle and Rocky and maybe some Loony Tunes.

Afterwards I’d make sure I got my shower first so there was plenty of hot water….my little brother no always so lucky. 🤣 Then we would get dressed for church.

I actually looked forward to Sunday school and seeing my friends and learning about stories in the Bible like David and Goliath and Sampson…true CHAMPIONS
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But the actual sermon, not so much, but I had some M.U.S.C.L.E figures I’d take with me to play with in the back pew.

Prayer was a huge part of my life, but prayer was always just words asking God for things I wanted like that Ewok Treehouse Play Set. 😆

And you know, I think most people think prayer is about saying words.

You know like,
The right sentence.
The right request.
The right way to talk to God.

But the truth is… prayer has never really been about words.

Prayer is about connection.

It’s that quiet moment when the noise of the world finally stops for a second… and you remember that you’re not carrying everything alone.

Look around at the world right now.

People are stressed.
People are angry.
People are overwhelmed.

There’s financial pressure.
Health problems.
Division everywhere you look.
And a constant stream of bad news telling us that everything is falling apart.

It’s easy to feel like you’re standing in the middle of a battlefield… with no armor.

And that’s where prayer comes in.

Not as some perfect speech… but as a feeling.

A moment where you close your eyes, take a breath, and reconnect with something bigger than the chaos around you.

You don’t need perfect words.

Sometimes prayer is just:

“Help me.”
“Give me strength.”
“Guide me.”
“Thank you.”

Sometimes prayer is just silence.

Because faith isn’t restored through speeches.

Faith is restored through presence.

Through stillness.
Through humility.
Through remembering that even when the world feels dark… there is still light.

That’s what this image reminds me of.

Even the strongest warrior needs a moment to kneel.

Not because he’s weak.

But because he understands where his strength truly comes from.

And maybe… in a world that feels louder and more chaotic every day…

we could all use a moment like that.

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Sorry gang.

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Sometimes a photo can stop you in your tracks. My mom sent me this picture earlier today… and she’s maybe two years old in it (or close to it) Late 1950s. Snow on the ground. And there she is, being pulled through the snow by her dad (my Grandfather)…

Not in a real sled.

In a cardboard “TRUST COFFEE” box.

She told me, “We were so poor… I didn’t even have a sled.”

And for a second, that hit me hard.

Because when you hear something like that, you automatically think of struggle… of lacking… of hardship.

But then I looked closer at the photo.

And you know what I saw?

I saw happiness.
I saw a little girl smiling like she had everything in the world.
I saw a dad doing the best he could with what he had… turning a coffee box into magic.

And it made me think about how simple life really was back then.

Not easy.
But simple.

No endless noise.
No constant chasing.
Just family… snow… laughter… and a moment that lasted forever.

And then it brought me back to my own childhood… growing up through the 70s, the 80s, the 90s.

Man… life felt simple then too.

Riding bikes until the streetlights came on.
Saturday morning cartoons.
Snow days that felt like the world paused just for you.
Playing outside with nothing but imagination.

And the crazy part is…

We didn’t even know how simple it was.

We didn’t know we were living in the good old days… because you can’t see it while you’re inside of it.

You only realize it later…

When you’re older… maybe pushing 50… looking back through the window of time.

And suddenly you’d give anything just to go back for one afternoon.

One more Christmas morning.
One more snowy day.
One more moment when life felt slow… and full.

And I guess that’s what this photo reminded me of…

That even when people didn’t have much…
they still had joy.

And maybe the lesson is…

The simple moments are still happening right now.

We’re living in days that one day we’ll miss.

So hug your people.
Slow down.
Be present.

Because a coffee box in the snow might not look like much…

But it was everything.

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WHO REMEMBERS HYPERCOLOR SHIRTS?! 🤯🎨

Alright… who remembers when the height of 80s technology was…

a t-shirt that changed colors?!

Like… forget smartphones.

Back then, if your shirt changed from blue to pink…

You were basically living in the year 3000.

😂

I mean seriously…

If you owned a Hypercolor shirt, you weren’t just a kid…

You were an event.

You’d walk into school like:

“Oh this old thing?
Yeah… it has mood swings.”

And the whole hallway would stop.

People would crowd around you like you were showing off a brand new Ferrari…

“DUDE… do it again! Make it change!”

And you’d just stand there, arms out, soaking in the fame like:

“Yes… yes… behold my magical temperature shirt.”

🤣

Hypercolor was the ultimate flex.

It was like wearing a science experiment with sleeves.

And for about two glorious weeks…

You were the coolest human being in the building.

So I gotta ask…

👇 Did YOU ever own a Hypercolor shirt?
Or did you just stare in jealousy at the kid who did?

#GenX #80sNostalgia #Hypercolor #WhoRemembers #80sKids #MemoryLane

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