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Hand that boy his man-card early…

Here’s the current progress on my Defiance hatchet restoration. It’s coming along nicely, next re-staining the handle.

“I early learned that there were two natures in me. This caused me a great deal of trouble, till I worked out a philosophy of life and struck a compromise between the flesh and the spirit. Too great an ascendancy of either was to be abnormal, and since normality is almost a fetish of mine, I finally succeeded in balancing both natures. Ordinarily they are at equilibrium; yet as frequently as one is permitted to run rampant, so is the other. I have small regard for an utter brute or for an utter saint.” -Jack London

Ecclesiastes 7:16-18:

"So my advice? Do not act overly righteous, and do not think yourself wiser than others. Why go and ruin yourself? But do not be too wicked or foolish either. Why die before it’s your time? Grasp both sides of things and keep the two in balance; for anyone who fears God won’t give in to the extremes.

Plato explained a mature man as a chariot (his soul) being pulled by a dark horse (appetites) and a spirited white horse (thumos: fire, spirit, passion, zeal, gusto, umph, fight, pluck, grit). Life is out of balance when either of these horses are ascended over the other or ungoverned.

A man who’s dark horse is dominant is a unbridled, over-sensual, wild, indulgent, without boundaries,  partying type of selfish man, whose groin is often the hero of his universe.

The White horse dominate man can be a religious zealot, radicalized fundamentalist, a legalist, a hyper-do-gooder, a idealistic snob, a self-righteous trumpeter, a merciless critic, an insufferable heat lamp activist, whose groin is often the villain of his universe. 

A good, productive, whole life has both in proper power, being led by reason, faith and truth. 

Manhood Matters: The Call of the Wild
By Eric Blauer

"The pitiful plight of men who “yelp fearful promises’ while looking out windows into the world is tragic. God save us men from the ‘legions of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.” That isn’t a condemnation on women, it’s a existential judgment about the creeping cowardice taking up residence in the heart of men."

Read the article here: http://spokanefavs.com/manhood-matters-the-call-of-the-wild/

Manhood Matters: The Call of the Wild
By Eric Blauer

"The pitiful plight of men who “yelp fearful promises’ while looking out windows into the world is tragic. God save us men from the ‘legions of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.” That isn’t a condemnation on women, it’s a existential judgment about the creeping cowardice taking up residence in the heart of men."

Read the article here: http://spokanefavs.com/manhood-matters-the-call-of-the-wild/

So proud of my lovely missional wife, she face painted for 5 hours at our neighborhood block party. Lots of loving on kids, giving beauty and joy through art.

Turn to me and have mercy [be gracious].     Give me (invest in me) your servant, strength.     Save [give victory to] me, because I serve you     just as my mother did. -Psalm 86:16

All powerful Father,
May we in faith, dare to live as if we depend on Your strength,
and do deeds worthy of such a gift and investment. 
——
God call us to live lives in the flow of that strength. 
Trusting it, banking on it, risking on it, 
daring to do what couldn’t be done without it. 
——
May we live honorably and faithfully,
in a manner that acts as if God’s strength,
is needed to do, whatever is to be done.
Amen

This is as simple a prayer can be for any man:
Turn to me
Have mercy
Give me strength
Save me
I serve you

Turn to me and have mercy [be gracious].
    Give me (invest in me) your servant, strength.
     Save [give victory to] me, because I serve you
    just as my mother did. -Psalm 86:16

All powerful Father,

May we in faith, dare to live as if we depend on Your strength,

and do deeds worthy of such a gift and investment. 

——

God call us to live lives in the flow of that strength. 

Trusting it, banking on it, risking on it, 

daring to do what couldn’t be done without it. 

——

May we live honorably and faithfully,

in a manner that acts as if God’s strength,

is needed to do, whatever is to be done.

Amen

This is as simple a prayer can be for any man:

Turn to me

Have mercy

Give me strength

Save me

I serve you

"DEFIANCE" apt marking for the vein of truth I’m mining these days. This is the "dull & old" hatchet I’m working on reviving. Sanding, sharpening, oiling…all perfect pictures of the spiritual work of the soul too. We blessed one of the guys in our ManClan meeting Thursday with the new hatchet. I’m using these as sacred symbols of the path ahead for us men. ‘New’ is great but ‘old made new’ has history, experience and wisdom, a true embodiment of hope.

Smokey sun

"…Old age hath yet his honor and his toil;

Death closes all: but something ere the end,

Some work of noble note, may yet be done,

Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.

The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:

The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep

Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,

’Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

Push off, and sitting well in order smite

The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds

To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths

Of all the western stars, until I die.

It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:

It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,

And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.

Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’

We are not now that strength which in old days

Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;

One equal temper of heroic hearts,

Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”

Alfred Lord Tennyson from “Ulysses” http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174659

Art: Peter Tikos: http://tikos.deviantart.com/art/Odysseus-288947505

As long as you make an identity for yourself out of pain, you cannot be free of it.
Eckhart Tolle

German chocolate cake with bacon sprinkles. Our ManClan meeting desserts.

Are you working for God or are you working with God?

I wrote this for my midday prayer:

You speak,

I hear,

because you open. 

I am mute,

any voice,

is your doing.

I am barren,

you are life,

in me. 

I am divided,

you unite me. 

I am distracted,

you attract me. 

I am sinful,

you wash me. 

I am clouded, 

you clear me.

I am broken,

you mend me. 

I am weak,

you revive me. 

I am,

because you are. 

That is enough. 

I pray for correction in course,

resurrection from death, 

attraction to life. 

Tempests of driving light,

blow back low hanging clouds. 

Light, illumine darkness, 

comfort behind doors unopened.

Visit the lonely, heal the sickly, 

put a song in the unlighted heart.

Light the mind, stir the blood, flush the soul. 

Sear the wound, bathe the irritated, enlighten the closed. 

Ignite the fires, awaken the sleeping, reclaim the ground stolen. 

Strength of my strength, voice of my voice, light of light, flame of my fire. 

Burn, howl, shriek and wail, raise the shout from the deepest place.

Roar again, shatter the silence, the conformity, break open the roof.

Flood us, bloom us, burst over us in abundance and fullness.

Amen,

For the creation waits

with eager longing 

for the revealing

 of the children of God; 

——

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