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Wednesday, October 07, 2009

like rippin off a bandaid

I'm just gonna go for it, real sudden-like. This will be the last post on my beloved blogspot, cold turkey quitting my posts here. Not to worry though, head over to a site that has been given a promotion. My tumblr site started out as a sort of blog sidekick. Now he's all grown up and ready to go out into the real world (wide web). Same amount of Love, different look though. I dig it.
Visit here- to stay connected. If you're on tumblr, gimme a follow.
If you're a subscriber here to "fwwL" re-subscribe here.

Many, many benefits for the platform switch and I look forward to the tumblr theme renovation it will get from a talented friend. Thinking about a great namechange too. You'll have to wait. I can barely.

from wilmore, with Love.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

2 questions for life

Well, maybe. For over 2 weeks now, I've been rolling around in a pair of questions, trying to see if they fall short of situations, trying to live them out in the midst of complexities. Call it a personal hangup, but at this point in my journey I'm not huge on all-encompassing absolutes. I think we as people and life are too big for too many of them- outside of the reality of a perfect-loving and eternal God, His son Jesus, full of grace and truth, and the Holy Spirit dwelling inside of believers healing and guiding believers into all truth.

However. (Remember you just read "too many" all-encompassing absolutes is where I squirm.)

As a communicator of the message of a loving God, one question seems to matter at the end of the day, at the end of our life- What difference does it make? Of course this question matters to so many other facets of life, but stay with me here. The preacher takes his place on a Sunday morning, "This is what the apostle Paul was trying to say to people in Rome." Those listening beg to ask, "So? What difference does it make for my life?" "Look how Moses handled this leadership conflict."
"So? What difference does it make to me now, thousands of years later?"
As a herald of the hope of heaven and the God reigning both here and there, I'm going to continually ask myself in personal study and preparation for sermons- What difference does it make...for me, for others? If it doesn't make a difference in how we live and breathe, then that guy from Nazareth was just a carpenter.


In all of the personal disagreements, pious debates, and prideful debacles one question has made its way into my heart- How can love win in this situation? Not me win. Not the organization. Not the event. How can love win? Perfect love, holy love, selfless love, that God brand of love. That cruciformed love. I've been trying to live this out- "For this situation I'm dealing with right now, how can love win?" Jesus sums up all 37 books of the Old Testament with just two short sentences, both hinging on the subversive power of love. Anyone got Huey Lewis playin in their heads now?
What do you think? Am I missing a couple key pieces here with these two questions?
Open to hearing your answers on all three of those final questions.

from wilmore, with Love.

Sunday, August 16, 2009


Without these words, it still would have been an incredible night, an unforgettable one without question. A man I greatly respect and admire has done this more than once, more than 10 times even. His words, filled with true wisdom and experience, fill my journals. It happened again last week. And since then, here is the sentence endlessly tugging at the shirt sleeve of my conscience. No need for me to comment.

"You can always tell the size of a person's character
by the size of the dilemmas they keep."

from wilmore, with Love.

Friday, August 07, 2009

dishes, moleskine, napkins, & screens

This is the evolution of my ideation.
|ˌīdēˈā sh ən| noun, the formation of ideas or concept
Rarely, like most people, do I get a good idea or great brainstorm shower when the time is right. It happens when I'm standing there looking out the kitchen window, earbuds providing some tunes, doing the dishes. Or it happens when I'm driving on the back roads of the KY, heading to the grocery store.
At some point I may scratch it out in Butkus, to peek at later or to process it a bit more. Then, inevitably, probably late at night with a friend it will come up in great conversation. Surrounded by appetizer plates and coffee cups, scribble covered napkins sprawl the table. The idea is beginning to take its first steps.
Usually, if it was/is really taking shape in big ways it will hit the internetwebs via email and phones via texts, and lots of them. Then maybe some kind of graphic design or word processing app beyond that. Past here, 'scuse me while I kiss the sky cause the sky's the limit now.
I love this process, truly. It's fascinating to see something (or be a part of something) start out as an idea, begin to grow, take a bigger shape, birth, take its first steps, and then fly.
Below is one in midflight, one with the same heartbeat as mine. Almost step for step, syllable for syllable.

Well done Soul City Church. There in Chicago, may you reveal the everlasting Kingdom and its everloving King atop the Throne of Grace.

from wilmore, with Love.

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

a must do summer project

Today, some of my beloved family out on the Westside released their first podcast episode of something they've cooked up called, "The Existence Project." I love the title. Three awesome guys on staff at Arcade Wesleyan Church, Mark, Ryan, and Brennan have come together around a few microphones to wade through the tough questions of why we exist, why an all-powerful and yet all-loving God exists, and what the heck happens when those two beautifully collide. I was honored to get an advance copy last week and trust me, you're gonna want to subscribe. They should be releasing two 35 min episodes a month. Grab them and take the conversation even further with others.
Props to Chad for his Napoleon Dynamite status skills with the graphic and video design. You can begin to subscribe to The Existence Project podcast here. First up is the video trailer on the iTunes Store. Once you subscribe, you will be able to download the first episode. Enjoy.

from wilmore, with Love.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

kevin vs dave in a twittercage match

Kevin wins, no question.

Thanks to my sister from another mother, Kelly, for this hilarious clip.

from wilmore, with Love.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

what would you say?

Here's the situation. You have a middle school aged boy. He goes off to summer camp with his youth group and has a blast, I mean a really good time. They call you from the Burger King the 15 passenger van stopped at on the way home. He makes sure you'll be at the church in 30 minutes to pick him up. You confirm the arrangement.
The van arrives, some kids are dead asleep, mouths agape for undeniable proof, others are still working on that 64oz refill of Mountain Dew. Kids pile out of the 15 passenger mayhem-mobile. Your child jumps out with a huge smile on his face, excited to see you and still excited after the week of camp. Duffle bag equipped, they come running in your direction. Your eyes light up, eyebrows raise as high as they're able, your chin lunges forward, mouth drops. This is what you see...

What do you say?
*Thanks to a new friend from South Dakota who allowed me to take this shot on the last night of camp. At one point in the night, he comes up to me with a Sharpie in his hand and says, "I just got signatures from 57 people on my head in the last 30 minutes. Now it's your turn!" By the way, his scalp the next morning was covered in blue ink.
Wow. Again, how do you respond?

from wilmore, with Love.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

beyond "good" or "evil"

These past couple weeks I've been enjoying Shane Hippps' The Hidden Power of Electronic Culture. With the precision of a brain surgeon he dissects the use of media within all of life, especially the Church. He has this to say about media-
"[Media has] dynamic forces with power to shape us, regardless of their content. Such and approach invites us to ask different questions, and moves us beyond the oversimplified but common belief that media forms can be deemed good or bad based on how they are used. This perspective is deeply entrenched in the assumption that a medium can be considered "redeemable" if it dispenses the gospel or educational information, but "evil" if it distributes sex and violence. It is imperative we move beyond this paradigm and realize that our forms of media and technology are primary forces that cause changes in our philosophy, theology, culture, and ultimately the way we do church."

Chew on that today. It's the medium that shapes us, perhaps even more than the material it is sending.

from wilmore, with Love.

would jesus use twitter? wwjt?

Mark Batterson thinks so. Pretty cool interview here on PBS he was just on tonight. Scroll halfway down the page, look for this:

and check it out.
What is Twitter? Even more of a reason to watch the video- enjoy.
By the way, more to come round here in the future. Stay tuned.

from wilmore, with Love.

Friday, June 12, 2009

confessions, part 7- the final one

I love to iron; accent on love.

If you've ever provided room and board for me, chances are I've asked you for an iron and ironing board for the next day's clothes. If you'll provide a room in the future, chances are I'll give the same request. I've had a fascination for ironing since middle school, where I would iron my T-shirts on the weekends. I am confident this had nothing to do with the fact that I had few friends during this time. I think.

I have ironed shirts for friends while rooming with them (a la Mike Holmes). I have ironed for Lindsay. I've tried to teach her the secrets of a wrinkle-free lifestyle. I iron denim jeans, on a regular basis. I have ironed shorts, also on a regular basis. T-shirts, dress shirts, and even some tablecloths for one of Lindsay's fab parties, it doesn't matter, I love it. It may just be my hatred for wrinkles, I've considered that as the source of all this. I have a problem, I know.

Who doesn't like to put their arms into a fresh pair of warm sleeves though? Ironing is like mowing the lawn for clothes. There's instant results. Wrinkle there on the collar, oh wait, a few quick iron swipes and its nothing more than a garment memory. Truly, a wrinkle is no match for the searing heat and steam. When you wield a hot iron, you wield unstoppable power over the effects of the hang-dry. Consider it.

It's all quite ridiculous though. There are countless people in the world with 1 or 2 articles of clothes to their name at most. I've reflected on this lately and it's left me with the question "Why do you value the things you value?" Hmmm. More to come on this.

Confession #7, the final one, for now- I love to iron; accent on love

from wilmore, with Love.