As my first year at Northwood draws to a close I'm surprised by the emotion and attachment I have with the outgoing seniors of NSM. As best we can count, NSM has at least nine different schools represented in the class of 2009. I sat through Awards Day at Northwood Academy and came to the realization that as I watch tomorrow's graduation ceremony, I will be crying. Call it sympathy emotions for Anita and her pregnant hormones but I am getting seriously sad about seeing these seniors leave.
However, my emotion isn't what has me officially freaked out. Today was the day Northwood students received their yearbooks. Aside from looking at the beautiful and handsome pictures of my students (and finding the only place in which I, in "Where's Waldo" fashion, appear), I saw what I wasn't prepared for: a picture of my child.
That's right, I have a child who has a yearbook photo. We even ordered her own (with name) yearbook. So far the thirties are sending me for a loop. I swear I was 22 yesterday. The fatter I get and the frequency of injuries I incur is reminding me how quickly I'm becoming one of the older guys at the table. Having a kid old enough for a yearbook just sends me right off the deep end. I need to quickly do something young and dumb. Maybe I'll have my chance soon. For now I've got a couch to sit on as I watch the History Channel special on WWII…..
To end the 2008-2009 school year we decided to do a series for our High School students built around Spiritual Disciplines. In our creative meeting we came up with a Twitter-esque packaging. I decided to take it easy on the bumper and went with a pretty simple style. Enjoy!
Follow Me Bumper from Phillip McCart on Vimeo.
Today starts year thirty-one of my life. I'm not really sure what to expect. Year twenty-nine was difficult. Year thirty was almost a new beginning. What I do know is that God has done something different in me over the last twelve months. I'm not the person I was a few short years ago. I guess that's what people mean by "growing up" or "maturing."
This year will see the birth of my third child (hopefully a son). I believe it will be the most demanding and productive year of ministry I've ever been a part of. I'm praying that this is the year that Savannah Grace understands all that God has done for her and accepts her salvation gift.
I'm so thankful for my incredible wife and help-mate. Anita
has been my friend, confidant, companion and the love of my life. This morning she and my daughters brought me breakfast in bed as they sang "Happy Birthday." It's a great start to this next year. I mean, how can it not be a great day when it starts like this?