Sometimes, your beliefs get tossed on spin cycle.
It doesn’t have to ruin them. Sometimes, something will happen and your faith in your beliefs restores like a fifth-grader after a car nap. Other times, there’s only silence and your thoughts.
Are your beliefs written in pencil, or pen?
Our beliefs are like the toppings on an everything-on-it pizza. They all play a part, great or small. They stand alone, and they bond together. Your heart is the cheese that binds them. Your soul, the crust that holds it all together.
Why do I always get hungry when I write?
I believe if telemarketers were smart, they’d use the Caller ID “Jesus Christ.” Who would say no to Jesus?
I believe the act of kindness we’ve yet to carry out might be just what that person needs.
I believe there isn’t a game, summit, invention happy spot that hasn’t been fueled in part by a mother’s love.
I believe life if sweet and beautiful but also angst-ridden and uncertain and downright sad at times. Our challenge: Find a way to not lose sight of that, to not let it eclipse the sweetness and beauty we have around us, too.
I believe the world should stop every day for 90 minutes so we can just read blogs and eat cookies.
I believe a “Leave it to Beaver” marathon on Netflix is a great idea.
I believe if you’re 77 or 88 or 99, and you’re living, it’s never tragic when you die. The tragic part is if you die without living, no matter what age.
I believe there is nothing quite like the wait for a dad when his kid sprints to him – no matter how far away – for a hug.
I believe bedtime procrastination is an art for my girls – one that I’ll fall for every single time.
I believe some people write their own last chapter in our books and there just isn’t a sequel.
I believe lasagna is layers of heaven – especially with a good chunk of Italian bread on the side.
I believe we should constantly redefine success and happiness, not only for our sake, but for the sake of the children we raise.
I believe I’m basically a kid who has a driver’s license and has to shave.
I believe Pandora is a poor man’s musical paradise.
I believe great dads raise great dads, but great men can become great dads even without one.
I believe coaches and refs have a sort of mailman-dog relationship.
I believe referees are just a part of life.
I believe much of life can be tied philosophically to tacos.
I believe the book’s always better than the movie – even if January Jones is in the movie.
I believe tomorrow might not happen. That’s why I eat eight ginger snaps instead of four.
I believe parenthood teaches us creative ways to hide our candy.
I believe fatherhood to be a beautiful chaos.
I believe paths we don’t see will take us to our greatest adventures.
I believe life’s too short to wait for dessert to cool.
I believe that if you don’t feel adventurous, you should start slowly – you know, take a different route to work, make a different doughnut choice – and see where living a little can lead you.
I never had Captain America shoes but I feel it’s never too late, is it?
I believe when all else fails – laughter. Before all else fails, hopefully.
I believe even when the Rockies suck (as always) I’ll fight for them. Maybe not fight, but I’ll use the F word.
I believe to wander might just be the path you needed to take.
I believe cats consider licking themselves to be compelling theater for the rest of us.
I believe sometimes the bounty of love isn’t readily available. If we continue to love, we cultivate hope. If we continue to hope, we cultivate faith.
I believe, back in the day, being a smart kid meant knowing how to unscramble the Playboy Channel.
I believe we guys appreciate flowers, even though we don’t know a larkspur from a snapdragon.
I believe Wi-Fi outage is to my kids what Armageddon is to mankind.
I believe sometimes messy is the only way.
I believe any hug from a dog should be considered with suspicion.
I believe yogurt covered pretzels make existence hard for those that aren’t yogurt covered.
I often believe the world just needs a nap.
I believe I’ll never stop dreaming of the sweet stuff.
I believe good sleep and a handful of cookies are a stellar way to start most things.
I believe pizza fills a void when hope can’t be (immediately) found.
I believe Shark Week is close enough for me.