Generally, anniversaries are not times meant to be miserable, but in my defense we went to Outback Steakhouse for lunch today in Bloomington (Amanda, Ben, Kenzie, and I) and I went OFF my diet AND onto the shortlist for needing to wear sweatpants everywhere.  We ate a little after noon, (time-wise, not quantity-wise) and quite honestly tonight I believe I will not ever need to eat again.

And with that, I am so thankful we exchanged gifts last night as I feel like I need to hibernate more than pay attention.  But I am taking the time to write this as I did want to share this joyous day.  All in all, we really did have a great time, and getting to share it with Kenzie was a real plus.  And even more than that, although I see it everyday (okay, most days) it is very easy to see how very blessed I am to be married to my wife.  She puts up with a lot, and today probably about 30 pounds more.

But we are home now and can call it a day.  She works early tomorrow, Ben starts school at 8:30, and a lot of work will take place before we welcome our favorite nomad (Amanda’s mom) back home.  It is too bad she couldn’t join us today for our anniversary, but we will have her here for her birthday on Tuesday!  I however will probably still not be eating.

Anyway, Happy Anniversary to my bride, and happy Sunday to you!  And let’s all pray for a Bear’s WIN tonight, as to me that would make feeling the way I do much much better!

Goodnight and God Bless!

Tommy+

I am sitting here in my office on a Saturday night with Ben’s cat sitting in one of the chairs across from my desk staring me down.  It doesn’t creep me out at all as if you go way back in these posts you know that the cat used to do this out when I typed on the back porch every night at our old house.  It kind of makes it special.

But tomorrow is our anniversary, and since I am in Nashville for services tomorrow we decided to at least exchange our gifts tonight.  Ben drew us a picture/card and he put it in a frame that I bought.  And we just enjoyed ourselves before parting and heading off to do our work tonight (sermons, Sunday School, and such)

So the cat and I are typing, the dog and Amanda are making gift baskets, Ben is sleeping, and I am exhausted.  I failed to mention two things……one, I am not done with my sermon and two, the window on the driver’s door of my truck popped out of its frame a couple of hours ago.  AND, since I am driving it tomorrow VERY EARLY, I had to take apart the entire door, reset the window and get the door back on.  It was time I really didn’t have, but in all honesty I was glad that we celebrated our anniversary BEFORE I was in a foul mood.

Oh we will celebrate tomorrow too.  We always go to dinner and often with the kids.  Steph and Scotty cannot be here, but Ben will be and Scotty’s girlfriend Kenzie will join us too….it should be a great time.

But for now, the cat and I have a sermon to finish…..after of course I check her for weapons.

Goodnight my friends and God Bless.

Tommy+

I actually think the white gloves are a part of his Dress Blues, because Scotty’s girlfriend Kenzie is a pretty dang good rugby player, so I am pretty sure that she is not afraid of cooties.  Plus, US Marines from what I understand do not believe in cooties, so all I am saying is those are HIS gloves, part of his uniform, and just enjoy the picture.

Yes, Lance Corporal Scott Tirman came home two weeks ago, as it was Kenzie’s birthday.  And to remember the occasion they had our friend Danielle, who did the pictures at our wedding, do some for them downtown.  And I have to say that the pictures are pretty great to see.  We see the two of them in regular life most of the time, but the dressing up is pretty great.  They are a great couple, very good for each other, and they love to have fun.  And as I was not invited to their private dinner, the pictures were great to see.

As I have said before, I personally would have loved to have earned the honor of that uniform, but I chose a different route.  I hardly think it appropriate for Amanda and I to go downtown and take romantic pictures with her in a nice dress and me in my habit, plus as I have been told, it really doesn’t make me look very sexy.  It is a mark of consecration, like other clergy wear, yet it too, like a uniform is earned.  Being an abbot or a priest may not allow you to blow up anything, but in all honesty, although I have some regrets in life, my vocation is not one of them.  AND, when I take into account our kids, as you can see through even just the reading of the blog, I have a LOT to be proud of.  We have great kids!

But as I am ending this day, I picked out this picture as it made me smile.  They are a happy couple and we are happy for them.  And it is just a privilege to be able to share it with you tonight!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+

I suppose that one of the blessings of a 2 month disappearance is the availability of 2 months worth of gratuitous pictures of my children that I can share.  Tonight’s is of last week’s MRI to see if having a headache for two months was significant……it wasn’t, I am fine (although I still have a headache).

But despite the headache and blurred vision, I still have taken the time to read quite a bit of my favorite theologian, Archbishop Fulton Sheen.  He and I have some things in common……we both serve the Church, we both draw poorly, and we both are from the Midwest.  But over these past few months as I have read him, I am feeling quite certain that I can blame him for much of this unsettledness.

I do have to say that I was telling my dad about reading him, and my dad asked, “Bishop Sheen?” Apparently he and my Great Grandfather “Pop” Tirman were good friends and frequently had lunch together on Tuesdays.  I knew Pop, but not the good Bishop, however as my dad talked I could see them being drawn together.  It just made sense.

But I am no name-dropper. I don’t even know anyone famous, and if I did, I would probably not be too impressed.  People are people, the rich and the poor, the famous and not famous, the young and the old……all created by the same God in His own image.  That’s why we cover every casket with a white pall.  It doesn’t matter who you are, we are all the same in God’s eyes.  It is a lesson we would do well to learn.

Anyway, no tumor, evidence of my stroke, but no mention of my marvelous brain.  The tech may have told me about it, but I was all Valiumed up as I am HIGHLY CLAUSTROPHOBIC.  But the good news is no one kept me and I can still get out of bed by myself, which was a restriction the last time.

But keep me in your prayers………..I am heading towards something better….I can feel it.

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+

No, this picture is NOT related to my post but it is of Ben’s cast as he broke his are and wrist as his strength “just gave out” on the monkey bars at school.  Surgery and 2 pins will have him back to as normal as he ever is by mid-October.

But in case you have been paying attention, yes, after close to 1700 CONSECUTIVE POSTS since my stroke, I dropped off the face of the earth, at least in terms of this blog.  And yes, there was good reason to do so, as parts of my life had gotten a bit too tumultuous and seemed to demand my attention.  It has been a hard year for me, parts of it devastating, yet despite all that it has been, I know there are much better days to come.

They (and when I say “they” I have no idea what I mean) say you cannot keep a good man down, but I really do not consider myself all that good, and I think “they” also fail to take into account Bobby Darin’s observations about Louie Miller (ask someone over 60).  But nonetheless, the reports of my demise have been severely exaggerated, and I have ever intention to continue on.  I DO INTEND to blog for a few more days and then take about a month off to re-center myself, before striking back out (please note the work BACK is in there) at life and my blog.

Part of what I want you to understand is that NO, I have not had some sort of breakdown or midlife crisis (especially not the later as I am just 52 and intend to live to at least 150 to be a burden on my children), but my faith and mind have led me to consider just how it is I am called to finish the race. (ask someone who reads St. Paul)

When we formed into an Order a few years back and I was elected Superior, my life and ministry had already changed quite dramatically.  At the start of planting churches after retiring from ministry in the Episcopal Church, I would preach and celebrate everywhere and every weekend, traveling an amazing amount of miles each week.  Now some 7 years and many churches later, I still travel, but generally to one per week.  There are Vicars (priests in charge) in all of the churches, and I am less integral to the congregations and more integral to the clergy and the members of the Order.  I still am in charge of the congregations we keep under the Order, but am seen more as a visitor than the pastor.  (like when your grandparents would come and visit….still family, but different).  It makes me often feel as if I don’t have a real home, yet I am always reminded of the words of our Lord who said “What should I do with Tom Tirman.”

In truth, I see all this as part of God’s plan for me.  I was born into the Episcopal Church and ordained in it over 25 years ago, but I never thought I would leave it.  And I didn’t, what I discovered  however was that it left me and the faith delivered to the Saints.  I was still called and followed.  God has blessed this and brought me and many people to this new place, but I can see His Hand moving and changing it still, particularly in me.

And sometimes the most important changes are the scariest.  They certainly cause the most tension and anxiety, and that has been evident in me.  I of course could say “Lord, I am not going to Nineveh,” and perhaps He would provide me a shady plant for a season to rest.  (see Jonah 4) But in all reality I am convinced that He is calling me to where he wants me…..into something deeper.

No, I am not retiring, and no I am not walking away from the Order, my position, or my parishes……but what I am doing is taking some time to be open to let the answers come to me rather than trying to control it all myself.  It’s hard to do for me, but I think God is sending something to take down my shady plant.

So I will be posting today through Tuesday and then taking a sabbatical.  Blogging was never about a record or consecutive posts, but about me and my own prescribed post-stroke therapy.  It has been helpful and has worked, but the intention was never to build it into an empire.  I have had A LOT of followers, and very dedicated ones at that….thank you, but as a “former” athlete and long time coach, I need to remain “coachable,” and I believe that this is part of that process.

So I would ask that you would pray for me as I move ahead as I pray for all who read this.  Good fruit doesn’t always show immediately, and my hope and prayer is that with a bit of pruning and a faithful walk, the best fruits of my life and ministry are yet to come!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+

Well, although we have accomplished plenty over the last few weeks here at the house, waterproofing is not yet one of them.  You CAN SEE the floor that the dog is sacked out on, which is what was UNDER all the carpet upstairs that Steph, Amanda, and I ripped out.  Before Steph leaves we will sand and finish it, but even before that I need to make sure the other projects (especially waterproofing) are done.  I am beyond tired.

But truthfully, I am beginning to see a light at the end of the tunnel.  A short time ago I used to believe it was a train, now however I believe it is my RETIREMENT.  I am watching my mother-in-law play with grand kids and many of my high school and college classmates doing the same as well.  And I have decided, without any regret, that I personally would be ideally suited for such work.

Ideally of course, it would be the best to be Viper.  He sleeps all day, and when he is not he is eating or having someone scratch his back.  He DOES work as a stud dog, which also seems to be a job he does not seem to mind.  But my point is that his life is pretty sweet.

But for now I will take his advice and call it a day and relax….I deserve it.  Of course in the morning right after being let out and getting a “cookie” he will look at me and call it a day for himself then.  Yes, I both admire and respect him.  He is pretty comfortable with himself!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+

I had time to mow my lawn tonight, but more than that, I had the distinct pleasure of mowing my lawn with the Lone Ranger at the wheel.  Of course everyone in our neighborhood recognized him and in my dreams I was praying for them to all say something like “And hi Tonto” to me, yet all I heard was “Good driving Curly Joe.”  So this is to say I must have looked out of character…….and whenever someone mistakes me for Curly, I take that as a compliment as I am a big fan of him….he is a comedic genius!!

But the cool part of my time was mowing with the real Lone Ranger.  And although I have not seen the movie, nor as a purist will I, I am betting that the Lone Ranger who was mowing with me was probably Clayton Moore approved, and quite honestly I can more than live with that.

And the yard looks great, even though it took twice the time to mow.  And hopefully, someday in the not so distant future it will be the Lone Ranger’s job alone (as soon as he can reach the pedals) but for now I will share these duties or do it alone.

Tonight however has been one of the days it has been great to be a dad.  I will not tell you why as to protect someones secret identity.  But I will say the extra time was well worth it.  Our Silver was orange and mowing far less exciting than fighting evildoers…….but it was fulfilling all the same.

I love being a dad, and I am sure if I live long enough I will love being a grandparent too.  The latter I am sure is what I was made for as I have spent a lifetime of living with my delusional children, and believe I was designed by God Himself to be the one to hang out and spoil the children He gives to torture them!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+

Well, well, well……no, not in a wishing well kind of thing, as I already have thrown away enough money in my life to understand that tossing it into a hole with water that I do not believe in has never gotten anyone anywhere, but I do mean well in terms of with my soul.  And that might surprise you as Everdry is still not finished with my house and is now digging up multiple well sized holes around my foundation.  (Fortunately I had already thrown that money away).

But I have a great sense of peace in that this too will pass.  I will have my basement finished (hopefully before I die) and we are trying to file charges (criminal – fraud) against this company as well as we will be suing them for damages to our home.  I however can get worked up about all that and be miserable, or just take a deep breath and hook my washer and dryer back up for the umpteenth (but final) time and pour me a nightcap.  And I will choose the latter.

And then on anther front, since I was stuck here yet again today, I spent 2 hours on the phone with Linksys about my “wireless bridge.”  No, this is not like Mackinaw, it is an electronic thing that connects EVERYTHING together in my office.  And after two hours what we discovered is that it was BAD!!!!  Go figure.  So this is to say that in the middle of all the dang nonsense with my house, my frustrations with restoring my computer and office after the mechanical failure of my hard drive were all being undermined by a bad bridge!

But I have a great sense of peace in that this too will pass.  I will have my office and computer restored (hopefully before I die) and we are trying to find a psychiatrist to make a diagnosis (stupidity on my part) for me as well as we will be mocking me for impersonating someone competent about computers.  I however can get worked up about all that and be miserable, or just take a deep breath and restart my blog posting for the umpteenth (but final, I promise) time and pour me a nightcap.  And I will choose the latter.

All I can say is that my life is interesting to say the very least.  Some people complain about the boredom and monotony, I however have nothing but pure and unfiltered drama.  And I suppose like Job (he is in the Bible, I swear) I could dress in sackcloth and ashes and lament my life, or I could pour me a nightcap and admire all the cool new wells they are digging in my yard…….

I will choose the latter.  Please enjoy this unrelated picture of Ben Tirman eating a sandwich tonight in our hallway.  He is our wishing well and we have tossed more into him that you could ever know!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+

Yeah, at 52 I do not look like Vin Diesel, but I did ask my wife (who cuts my hair) to just shave it all off to at least SE

E what it looks like, and she did.  And you can enjoy the pictures of it as I waited for Ben to get up before posting them (he will be a welcome distraction I am sure).

But right now all I can say is that I am not too fond of it.  Yes my regular haircut is just about a quarter inch longer than this, but honestly I already feel like it is going to take forever to get there.  I do however have pictures, and I have done it…….so now I will know.

Ben thinks it is pretty cool and my mother-in-law and daughter seem to kind of like it.  Of course Steph is a 21 year old college student and probably prone to drinking and my mother-in-law likes me as a son-in-law which probably indicates poor judgment, but in all honesty I will take it.

So I will now look to get a bit of sun so as to make my head blend in a little better than it currently does.  I now at least know what it looks like, and if my scale were just working I would probably be excited to see the three or so ounces I lost in the cut.  Oh the life!!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+

Well with all the happenings, or non-happenings at our house if we are talking about Everdry of Northern Indiana, Steph and I decided to cut down a “mostly dead” tree today and burn it.  It was a far more extensive project than we had planned, but in all honesty, one that I am thankful to be done with.  And tonight’s picture is of Steph attending to
part of the fire (with a Blue Moon beer and her homework).  Yes, she is also taking a class online this summer, so in between all the “projects” she fits in 4-5 hours of homework a day as well.  She is a pretty hard worker.

But it is also fun for me to get to do stuff with her here at home.  Yes, I have an office here at home, and yes, I am working as much as I possibly can, but if I were not trapped here with supervising the waterproofing work, I woud not see Steph near as much.  So although I am frantically trying to catch up, I am at least getting some family/dad benefit from it.  It is the silver lining of a great big bowl of spoiled fruit I have to say…..but at least I get something from it.

So my picture is pretty sweet.  Behind Steph is my wife’s garden, so Amanda is pretty pleased, Steph has taken a shower and is out there now not lifting or hauling anything, and she is pretty pleased as well.  And I, at 52, am done with the cutting, hauling, and burning myself.  I too have showered off the smoke smell and took this from the balcony off my office that I can now stand on without falling through!  So I am, I suppose, as pleased as I can be.

I just have this burning desire to see it all done.

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!


Tommy+