Tom Petty sings a song about how the days went by like paper in the wind. Today, I was thinking about that.
Six years ago, I was gearing up for a Saturday afternoon game as a college football player at Taylor University. Six years ago. Unbelievable.
Five years ago, I was getting acclimated to Bible college, packing up for the wilderness trip.
Four years ago, I was living on a guy’s couch, doing my second year of Bible college, and teaching a study up at Taylor University.
Three, I was healing up from a shattered nose and reading Captivating (hoping to figure out the female persuasion).
Two, I was immersed in political science, preparing a paper for a conference in Tennessee, and being a bad husband. (I wouldn’t tell my wife I loved her. My reason: I didn’t want to wear out the phrase.)
One year ago, I was living in Portland, getting to know the Bieri family. My wife and I were beginning to attend a marriage class at Imago Dei, and I had just told her that we could start trying to have a baby.
Now, I’m a working man, starting a church/community with some friends, and raising a baby girl.
The days are going by like paper in the wind.
So I ask you, “What were you doing at each of these times?”