Moody Man Day 2011

My son Nate (age 7) and I have an annual tradition. Each summer, I take a day off work and the two of us spend the day together doing "man stuff." Last year, for instance, we went to the Museum of Flight in Seattle, and the year before that we went fishing. My wife christened our annual adventure "Moody Man Day", and the name stuck.

When I was planning this year’s Moody Man Day, I wanted to bring more of a spiritual emphasis to our time together, for a few reasons. First, Nate’s been a Christian for a couple of years now, and he wants to be baptized. I wanted to make sure that he understands what that means. Second, I wanted to begin to steer Nate toward maturity and manhood. Most teenage boys I know (and many young adult men) show little to no maturity, and I want to guide my son in a better, more responsible path.

Nate is always excited for our day together, and yesterday was no exception. He was knocking on my bedroom door at 6 AM, ready to go! At a slightly more sane hour (around 7 AM), I told Nate to get his Bible and bring it to me. So he grabbed his ESV Children’s Bible, and I had him look up and memorize Psalm 119:9-11:

How can a young man keep his way pure?

By guarding it according to your word.

With my whole heart I seek you;

let me not wander from your commandments!

I have stored up your word in my heard,

that I might not sin against you.

Once he had memorized those verses, we left the house and headed to the IHOP for breakfast. Over our pancakes, we talked about what it means to be a man.  I told Nate that today was about beginning a new chapter in his life – he is now officially a “Man In Training.”  As we left the restaurant, I told Nate our next destination: I was going to buy him a new sword.

By the time we pulled into the Family Christian Store parking lot, Nate has already figured out that by “sword” I meant a new Bible.  (It wouldn’t do for a Man In Training to carry around a Children’s Bible, right?)  Nate picked out a nice ESV slimline Bible with a cross stitched into the cover, and I had his name engraved on the front cover.  I also told him that we was expected to read his Bible every morning, and to report to me on what he had read.  (This morning, he began reading Mark’s gospel.)

Our next stop was a hobby shop in Lynnwood.  Last Christmas, we bought Nate an HO-scale train set, but the track never stayed together well enough for the train to work properly. So Nate and I picked out new tracks for his train, and I also let him choose a model to buy as well.  Being a bit of a Star Wars fanatic, Nate chose a Snap-Tite X-Wing Fighter.

We then went to a local Starbucks and sat down at an outside table.  After talking to Nate about how a man must learn to follow instructions – from his parents, his employers, but mostly from God – we assembled his X-Wing together, step by step.

I then explained to Nate that since he was getting older, we would let him experience some new things, like the occasional “grown-up” movie.  So our next stop was the movie theater, where we watched Captain America: The First Avenger.  Nate (and I) loved it.  Afterwards, we had a great time talking about a man shows courage and determination, no matter what, and how the characters in the movie showed that courage.

At this point, our plans took a detour.  My wife was planning to check my business’s post office box and deposit an expected check, but she didn’t have a key to check it.  So Nate and I headed back to Mount Vernon, talking about how a man must take responsibility, even if it changes his plans.

After stopping by the post office, we went home (the girls had left for dinner at the American Girl Store, so we had the house to ourselves) and assembled the new train track. It worked!  We had a fun hour just playing with the train and talking, then headed for dinner at Pacioni’s Pizzaria.  (Side note: If you’ve never had prosciutto as a pizza topping, try it.  Yum!)

At dinner, we talked about how a man protects, cares for, and cherishes the women in his life. So after dinner, we went to the mall and bought gifts of chocolate for Naomi, Carolyn, Abby and Maggie.

Finally, we returned home, and concluded our evening by talking about the significance of baptism.  When I asked Nate why he wanted to be baptized, his reply was, “Dad, I want everyone to know that I’m a Christian.”  So, sometime in the near future, we’ll plan a baptism service, and I’ll have the great joy of baptizing my son.

Dads: What are you doing to help your son move toward godly maturity?  You don’t have to do what I’m doing, but do something!

August 23 2011 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

16 Reflections on 16 Years of Marriage

Today, Naomi and I celebrate sixteen years of married life. In honor of the occasion, here are sixteen reflections on our life together.

  1. 16 years is a long time to be married. Many of my friends from high school and college didn’t make it that long before succumbing to divorce. One friend from college lost his wife to cancer. I’m blessed to have spent such a large part of my life in partnership with one woman.
  2. 16 years isn’t a long time to be married. I think of John and Hannah Roduner (Naomi’s grandparents) and of John and Edith Moody (my own grandparents). Though all four of them are in heaven now, their marriages endured (over 100 years between the two marriages). They made it – and they set an example for us to emulate.
  3. While living in South Florida, we had the privilege of knowing Frank and Joyce Phillips, an older couple who married late in life. They shared with us the idea that if you assume that the year of marriage ahead of you is “the one everyone struggles with”, you’ll be ready for the trials when they come. So I’m watching our for year 17 – I hear it’s a doozy!
  4. Married people really do grow more alike as time goes on. Case in point: Naomi will now (sometimes) watch football with me, and I now eat squash.
  5. I married a babe. Just sayin’.
  6. One of the great joys of life together is the accumulation of shared stories, “inside” jokes and shared vocabulary that no one else will ever understand. Ask Naomi about the “sugar cookies” incident sometime for an example.
  7. When we were newly married, we decided that we needed pet nicknames for each other. So I was christened “pain in my butt” and Naomi was “thorn in my flesh”. (Sounds better than “smoochy-poo”, right?)
  8. When you’re married, you end up having to forgive your spouse for the same failings over and over. This is easier to do when I remember how often God has had to do that for me. (Although Naomi has to deal with this a lot more than I do, truthfully.)
  9. Being married to your best friend – your honest-to-God best friend in the world – is a glorious thing.
  10. I still remember the lump that came into my throat when I saw Naomi walking down the aisle on our wedding day.
  11. As beautiful as Naomi was on our wedding day (and trust me, she was gorgeous!), she was 100 times more beautiful lying on an operating table, wearing one of those hair caps they make you wear in operating rooms, looking up at me as I’m holding our firstborn daughter for the first time after 31 hours and a cesarean delivery.
  12. There’s nothing like married life to show you just how selfish you are.
  13. I am supposed to love Naomi like Jesus loved the church. The tenses there are important – I am supposed to love (present tense – meaning a continual action) like Jesus loved (aorist tense – a past, point-in-time action) the church and gave himself up for her(also aorist). In other words, Jesus died for the church, and I’m supposed to die daily for my wife. I’m not there yet – not even close.
  14. Did I mention that I married a serious hot babe? I did? Oh well – it’s worth repeating.
  15. I am totally unworthy to be married to this woman. Like pretty much all of God’s blessings to me, being married to Naomi is a gift of sheer grace. I thank the God who created her, who brought us together, and who has sustained our marriage all these years.
  16. Naomi, I want to grow old with you. You game?

August 06 2010 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment »