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You deserve a red card for that result ūüôā

The links in this post may pay me something. Sharing this per FTC guidelines.

Over the last couple of years, I’ve really taken to soccer. It doesn’t matter whether it is International or¬†MLS¬†or¬†NWSL, I’ve just really grown to enjoy the sport. I remember when Coach Morgan brought soccer to Hickory. I’m not sure how quickly it took off, but I know that it grew steadily. Then, with the¬†USA Women’s National Team’s¬†success….there was an explosion of growth. Mia Hamm, who can forget her?

Next to music, Soccer may be the only international language, at least in the sporting world. Did you know we even have minor league teams in the US? For example, in Charlotte, NC; we have the¬†Charlotte Independence. They are part of the¬†USL. It’s not as fast paced as American Football. There’s no hurry up offense, but there’s a lot of strategy involved. It’s fun to watch and the players, both men and women, are riddled with talent.

Hope everyone has a great Friday!



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Serenity Now :)

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“Studies looking specifically at blueberries and strawberries, which are rich in polyphenois, show they are associated with slower cognitive decline.” – Martha Clare Morris, SCO

There’s a free magazine I’ve been reading for quite some time called¬†Neurology Now.¬†The above quote is from the most recent issue from an article talking about foods that are good for the brain:¬†food for thought.

Do you like inspirational stories? I find people that overcome adversity fascinating. That means everyone is fascinating because we all have some story, some sort of adversity we have overcome or are working on. Until last night, I had never heard of MasterChef Christine Ha. Does her name ring a bell?

She battles blindness due to an autoimmune disease called neuromyelitis optica or NMO for short. Here is some more info. –¬†NMO

You can also read her blog at

If you’d like to purchase her cookbook, buy it here¬†and I’ll receive a small commission per FTC Disclaimer guidelines.

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#bootlicking #fools #beingintheknow

Does it make you feel powerful to know something that someone else doesn’t know? Sometimes, it’s nice to be¬†in the know. It can make you feel important, valued. That used to be a source of pride for me. Don’t get me wrong, sometimes secrets are meant to be kept between people and there is a “time and place for everything under the sun,” as we are taught. Yet, when it becomes a pupped-out chest sort of pride swilling menagerie….something has gone afoul.

I’m fond of that scene in¬†Men in Black where K is recruiting J and K says something to the effect of people are foolish, panicky, and unpredictable. That’s not an exact quote. He goes on to say that, “a person is smart.” Isn’t that the truth? (I mutter with a sigh and somewhat sarcastically too ūüôā

I know I can be foolish. I know I panic from time to time. I know I can be unpredictable, but that is part of what makes humanity wonderful, bearable, and embraceable. Don’t you think?

Nobody is perfect.



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#people #lift you #down

Overheard at a Washington, D.C. bar: “Truth is like poetry. And most people fucking hate poetry.” – The Big Short (2015)

Tough talk. People walking the walk. Ego monopolies.


Where there’s a way there’s a will.

Where there’s a sea there’s a seal,

Where there’s greed, you’ll find some person real.

Where there is judgement, look at your own reflection.

Danger! It’s a warning. It’s a reality. It’s laughable.

Security! It’s a desire. We really seek not it. It’s all retractable.

Where there is God, there is a way.

Where there is Hope, there is a way.

There is never a New Way or Old Way,

all things seem old school or new school

don’t you see?

Knowledge may be hunger, but in the end we

all die. So, I’m done with you. I love you, but

I’m done with you until you wake up and see there’s

more than just sky and vibes and irrational highs.

Copyright 2017 Tad Texer

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#rituals #prayer and #stuff

One of my favorite things to do is pray. It is when I feel the closest to God. It is when I tremble with fear over whether or not what I am doing is right, and God gently directs me. To broadcast it in a blog format doesn’t feel right in some ways, but it’s a promising resource so we’ll see how it goes. I don’t know why just writing this out in a journal or saving it somewhere doesn’t seem like enough. I guess my desire is that a special person will read this one day and experience the type of love I experience.

I read a devotion every day. Here is one of them by¬†¬†There is a challenge at the end of it, and I am going to work on this one today. I don’t always do this, but today is special.

Actually, rather than writing a psalm or song myself today. I’ll share a song from when artists still were paid their worth:¬†God is always the bridge. You are not.¬†Trust.


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#humility and #epilepsy


Be humble or be humbled. That’s one way God seems to discipline us. Epilepsy releases me from ego, but not from anger. Those are two different things: ego and anger. I’ve seen them on display, and I am sure you have too. There is much talk about ego today in the cosmos. There is much talk about a lot of things, but releasing one’s ego is certainly on the agenda of many. I have an ego or whatever you want to call it. I’m not sure there’s a name for it, but that’s the best word humanity has come up with so far. Thanks Freud. Ego can be a good thing. It can create a response from men and women to jump to action. Anger can be a good and bad thing too. Emotives, emotional responses….we’re not perfect people. I am always surprised that we seem to not be able to accept that reality. I know there are realities in my life I haven’t accepted. I know this because we all have blindspots, and they are called blindspots for a reason. Until they are pointed out, we are blind to them. The picture above is not a commentary on the Muslim faith by the way. I clarify because a picture is worth a 1000 words, and I don’t want those 1000 words to be misunderstood.

Every time I visit my epileptologist, I pass this church for the blind. I have this odd sense of humor. I laugh silently to myself because I think do the blind need a sign for their church? Aren’t disabilities hilarious?! I can tell when you aren’t joking.

I must go back to that Muslim point just for a moment since we live in violent times. There was a get together in my neighborhood a while back. I met a family, a Muslim family, a beautiful family. I got talking with a gentleman, and after our discussion he said he would pray for me. How shocked was I? Pretty taken aback….I guess it’s just part of that small town mindset, my diminutive mindset. God doesn’t live in your church. Yahweh, Emmanuel, lives everywhere.

Glad I got that out of my system….

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#love #light


Light in the darkness may be difficult to see. You have to really want to see it. You can focus on the shadows in the picture, or you may embrace the light. Darkness may be dangerous, but I dare say that the light is more extreme. Is it possible for you to love more? If so, you will have to get used to injury. Wounds heal faster when exposed. They are often born in the darkness. Is it possible for you to fear less? If so, you are going to have to get used to falling more. I mean falling in a failing miserably kind of way. Failing in a way that makes you feel like you are nothing. If you compare yourself to others, you’re going to have to give that up. Joy will not manifest itself within you if you do not stop comparing yourself to others. It’s improbable that we will break that habit, but it definitely may be diffused. Do you keep score? Unless you’re playing basketball or some other sport, it’s probably a good idea to stop. If you try to go pound for pound with people or blow by blow against people; there will always be someone bigger, stronger, and faster to knock you down. It’s not the get down that matters though. What matter is….you know what matters ūüôā



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“Trust never demands the proof of love.” – Dr. Robert Thompson

That’s one of my favorite quotes from one of my favorite pastors, and he’s a good guy. That’s a reflection of mature faith in God.

I’m pretty petty and immature. I don’t trust anyone. It’s been a painful process, learning how to come out of my shell again. I don’t imagine I’ll trust anyone fully again, but I hope that I will.

Pain has taught me to pray. I’m not talking about meditation. I’m talking about prayer. You see, I barely trust myself. The Apostle Paul talks about praying without ceasing. That’s what I have fallen to, rock-bottom prayer. It’s painful. It’s beautiful. God is extraordinary.