The Beauty in the Work

I’m sitting here, procrastinating on a project that I need to get done this month. I’m wired weirdly — I get a ton of work done. But sometimes I trip up and get overwhelmed. When I do — and right now is one of those moments, I think not about the destination, but the journey. The beauty is in the work.

When I die — and I’m one breath closer to it every moment of the day — I pray that people say about me, “He did the work.” As humans, that is about all we can do.

This drawing came to me while I was walking yesterday (12 miles — I had plenty of time to think). When a drawing flashes into my head, I immediately draw it. Although my faith is shaky at times, I know those are what I like to call “God moments.”

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The Listener.

“You know Jesus?”

The man looked up at the stranger who blocked his path as he tried to exit the hospital. He gazed at him with bloodshot eyes as he gave him an answer. “I’ve spoken to Him a few times. But I never got an answer.”

The stranger tried to say something but the man cut him off, “but son, when you get to be my age, you realize that He doesn’t have to answer you. You just need Him to listen. Someone who truly loves you will do that. But I’m sure you know that. You seem to have all the answers.”

In his hand he held a cross on a chain. It had belonged to his late wife, who had died earlier that day in the ICU. He brushed past the proselytizing stranger and into the cold rain.

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The Autopilot

You’re snoozing on a flight. The plane’s autopilot is taking you safely to your destination.

A sudden jolt wakes you up! The fasten-seat belt light dings as you look out the window. Storm clouds angrily boil as turbulence tosses the plane around like a ping pong ball in a tornado. A particularly hard jolt makes the plane groan — the oxygen masks drop from the ceiling! Screams mixed in with prayers ricochet throughout the cabin. Fear grips you — you wish you could self-medicate with the little bottles of booze the flight attendant was handing out. The plane begins to yaw to the right and starts to nose down. You look up and see the cabin door open — both pilots are incapacitated. Fear continues to keep you anchored in your seat.

The autopilot, which had not been programmed for this situation, is no longer doing it’s job. And while fear seductively tells you to just do nothing, you look around and see people you love. You take a deep breath, unbuckle your seatbelt and head to the cockpit. You find courage when you turn your attention outward, not inward.

Love pushes you forward.

Once in the cockpit, you move the pilot to the jump set and then sit behind the controls. There are so many buttons! You have no idea how to land a plane! You put on the radio and call for help, “Mayday! Mayday”

A calm, comforting voice comes into your ear. The flight controller, a pilot who knows how help you land this plane, starts to guide you through the switches and procedures. You get control of the plane and get it through the storm and then below 10,000 feet. The controller then helps you line up on the runway and safely bring your craft to Earth. You have not only changed your own destiny, but you have also made a difference in the lives of your fellow passengers — thanks to the friendly voice who guided you through the storm.

Yeah, I’m talking about mental health. We’ve all been on a bumpy flight lately and our autopilots aren’t working as well as they should. Don’t be afraid to seek out a friendly voice to help guide you through any storms you’re going through. Your fellow passengers will be glad you did.

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Secret Agent Squirrels: Attack of the Squirrels (A Coloring Sheet Story)

The World Needs Secret Agent Sam’s help!
Squirrels have stolen secrets. Banjo, Pip and Mr. ML fly Sam to the secret bad guys’ lair.
The squirrels have hired Max Von MeanDog, a trained killer.
Sam enters the Chamber of Secrets.
Run, Sam, Run!
Uh, oh! The bad guys found him.
But they are no match for Secret Agent Sam’s bravery.
Suddenly, the bad guys freeze in fear!
Mr. ML saves the day!
It’s time to escape to Banjo and Pip’s Plane!
Squirrels flee in terror! Mr. ML is so brave.
The attack of the Flying Squirrels. Sam and Mr. ML bring on the heat.
Banjo is a true top gun. He banks to the left to dodge a missile.
Banjo then flies under a bridge and escapes the last of the Flying Squirrels!
HOME FREE!
Mr. ML puts his tail hook down and they catch the first wire. They are safely home!
The Crew of the Kittyhawk welcome the heroes home! Job well done Secret Agent, Sam!
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P-38 Lightning

My dad’s first cousin Charlie worked on P-38s during World War 2. He had been a tail gunner on a B-26 (a plane not-so-affectionately known as a widow maker) but managed to transfer to a ground job. It probably saved his life. He was stationed on Okinawa until the end of the war. Anyway, the P-38 was one of Kelly Johnson’s most beautiful planes (along with the U-2, the SR-71 and the Super Constellation airliner). I painted it today flying low over a field in France. We always think of World War 2 as black and white — but I wanted to play around with the bright colors of the French countryside with the wheat flowing in the wind and flowers in bloom.

Oh, and there is a purpose behind all of these airplanes. I promise.

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Snow-ing Which Path to Take

I read a great metaphor for the brain and its development. When we are young, the brain is like a field of freshly fallen snow. Over time, we develop ruts from the paths we take — particularly when we are young. If that path involved trauma, then you will continue to unconsciously follow that path (because it is much easier than walking through deep snow, right?)

The brain, which is an energy hog, always looks for shortcuts.

The challenge is to create new, better paths — which is possible — and take those paths until they become the easy routes. Therapy, medication, exercise, journaling, meditation — there are lots of ways to create new paths. But they all involve doing the work and pushing against what is “easy.” That can be hard. I can tell you from experience that walking through snow is exhausting. So give yourself some grace. Be focused with purpose and lead with love.

You’ve got this.

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Maverick & Goose: F-14 Tomcats painting

Probably the last airplane I’ll paint for a while (I have a couple other projects to work on and, of course, my daily work.). So I thought I’d leave you with a tip of the hat to the original Top Gun.

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The story behind the coloring sheets

I have to ask myself, ”why do I keep drawing the coloring sheets?” The pandemic, at least the shutdown part of it, is long over. Kids aren’t sitting at home needing something to do. I don’t get a ton of likes on them, so I am not getting a dopamine rush from them. But I took a few days off from drawing them a couple of months ago, and, to my surprise, missed the characters. Banjo, Pip, Sam and Mr. ML have become real to me. Spending 20 minutes a day (how long I take to draw them), is both therapeutic and a creative warmup for my day. I’ve done 1,000 of them since March of 2020 — and never once have the characters said a word.

Still, why do I keep at it?

I don’t want them to die.

I also feel like there is a children’s book in them. I have a basic outline for a story and in my spare time, I am going to do an origin story. All the characters had meaning to me in real life (well, except Mr. ML — he just hung around our old house). Banjo was our rescue Border Terrier. Pip was born on the day he died and is our current Border Terrier (she is 10 1/2 now). Sam was our one and only cat — and he weighed 26 lbs. pounds. Banjo is wise. Pip sees the world with joy and adventure. Sam is mischievous and a bit of a coward and Mr. ML has no idea he could eat the other three at any moment. He is an innocent soul.

It has been fun putting something out into the world for free. Eventually, I will make them pay the rent in some way — I need to eat, too. But it has been a wonderful ministry the past three years. And it has been good therapy for me

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Snowbird

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Learning from Ben & Erin

Ben and Erin Napier, the stars of HGTV’s hit show Home Town, were on the stage last night, receiving a well-deserved award from the Community Foundation of Northwest Museum. If there is a line for Ben & Erin fans, I’d do my best to be toward the front. They are, as my grandmother would say, good folks. Sure, I like what they do on television — Home Town is a fun show to watch and their chemistry on screen is fantastic. But my admiration is deeper than just “cool, they are celebrities.” I like them as people and respect them professionally. Juggling a career, helping spark a town’s revival, keeping a marriage going and raising small children while being in a white-hot public spotlight is a Herculean task.

They do it well.

I got to say hello to them briefly while they were eating (for the record it is the second time I have interrupted them while eating — which makes me feel a little guilty.) There were over 1,000 people in the room last night and I’m sure all of them would have liked to have a minute of their time — so I tried to be brief. I introduced them to my wife Amy and my youngest son. A few months ago, I had the privilege of interviewing them; it was like talking to old friends.

There were a couple of things that they said in the interview and I think Ben repeated some of it last night reminded me why I respect them so much.

  1. Erin (in the interview) said you can complain about a problem or you can do something about it. I’d say, judging by Laurel’s incredible transformation, her word is good. She is a force of nature.
  2. Ben said that everything that they have achieved wasn’t part of the plan. I think that is important to remember — to pay attention and take the gifts life gives you and run with them. And do the work. (Their daily schedule is full!)
  3. Erin wrote a daily blog about the good things in her life — and in time, it led to a producer contacting them about doing the show. It’s a reminder to make gratitude a habit.

Watching the news is, at best, depressing. But last night reminded me that if you see a problem, don’t complain about it; do something to make it better. Remember to do the work and make the most out of opportunities that are handed to you. Make sure you take a little time everyday to be grateful for what you have. And leave your hometown a better place than you found it.

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