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This was lunch. Good stuff and simple. Take a boneless chicken breast and marinate it overnight in the following sauce.

1 cup – Soy Sauce

2 tablespoons – Brown Sugar

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Combine the soy sauce and brown sugar into bowl. Place the chicken in and baste the sauce. After sitting for several hours or overnight – grill until browned. The brown sugar caramelizes. It provides a good, hardy flavor!

Let me know what you think once you have tried it.

On Saturday I took Seth and Sean fishing. We have a creek less than a mile from our house. We have lots of adventures there.

I put a huge hook on Sean’s little pole because it was all I had. He swung it out about three feet from the shoreline. The water was less than a foot deep. He had all these little minnows stealing his bait.

Finally I got aggravated because he kept asking me for more worms. I put a little tiny worm on his huge hook and he cast it out. Within five minutes he screamed, “Dad, I got one!” 

I turned to see a huge smallmouth Bass fighting on the other end. His line was so close to the shore that I immediately grabbed the line and pulled it up. He did not even have time to reel it in. The fish looked just as shocked as we did that it was caught. Sean was so proud. He couldn’t wait to eat it.

Well, we got home and I put it in our “swamp” pool because it was still alive. I let it go and it swam around like it owned the place. Sean decided that he did not want to eat it after all. Now we have a pet Bass…

“This is the first day of the rest of your life.”

Who’s the genius that lives in a freakin’ bubble? I was listening to a song and this was the words. It sounds good, but try putting this little gem into practice.

We are such suckers. We actually buy into the mentality that somehow each morning we have the power to positive think ourselves into a clean slate. Our heads pop off the pillow and we are bright, pristine white, and snuggle soft.

I have to be honest…I’m just not there. The truth is there is NO FIRST DAY. I have decisions that I made yesterday that will haunt me for the rest of my life. The worst part is that life shoves out a compiling effect. Cause it’s not just yesterday, but the twelve year old Matt Sullivan that got exposed to porn and lives with those images..um…let’s see – oh yeah. FOREVER!

How do you reconcile this stuff? I sit in church and try not to freak out – I just want to stand up and yell, “MY LIFE IS NOT IN YOUR BIBLE! I CAN’T MEASURE UP!”

I get the Mercy and Grace. Trust me it’s the only reason I am still around. I’m in ICU spiritually, but I know Jesus is in it all. I just want people to be real with me. I have to go to church tomorrow and put on my happy, plastic face because they are done with me mourning the lose of my father. They give me the look like, “You still dealing with that?”

I literally find myself choking every time somebody ask me, “how are you doing?” – I know they don’t really care. They got their own #@$# they are dealing with. I get it and it’s okay.

But don’t talk to me about First Days cause every day I wake up and sigh because I am still breathing…

Hope  is an interesting word that is being bantered about these days. It sounds great, doesn’t it? What does it really mean?

 The dictionary defines Hope as: 

To wish for something with expectation of its fulfillment.

We all talk, talk, talk about change and we hope things get better, but nobody does anything to fufill the hope. In reality, by the definition I just read, hope is nothing more than a dream expecting someone else to fufill it. I guess  hope is just about as useless as intention which means:  A course of action that one intends to follow.

Potential is another word that I have come to despise. Potential means, Capable of being but not yet in existence. As a young buck my sales career was wrapped up in potential. I had all the makings of a superstar salesperson. My managers saw it. My wife saw it. Everyone could see the possibility of greatness, but the price felt like it was always to high for me to pay.

So Hope, Intention, Potential – They can all have the same end in the life of a person. They are all unused energy.

Action? Oh wow! That’s a whole different word. When you start talking action then people really get upset. I mean folks get downright pissed off when you put your word into action. Who does he think he is? You think it takes audacity to hope – try action!

The Audacity of Action is what rocks the world.

Writing this blog is the hardest I have ever worked. Don’t laugh. Writing is the hardest thing you will ever do, as well. This is not about writing…this is about me and the lie I have been living.

The truth is that I do not work much. Not your definition of work. I do not have a 9 – 5, I tried that one time. I couldn’t do it. I failed miserably.

Wow! This is tough. Here is it goes…I am 36 years old and essesntially retired. I work about an hour a day from my home on a business my wife and I started about three years ago. The rest of the time I spend hanging out with my three kids. We live a modest life. We homeschool and have the freedom to go when and where we want. I make good money, but my wife and I decided a long time ago that we were not going to sell our soul to become rich.

I personally believe their are a lot of guys like me. You call them unemployed, but the truth is they feel guilty for their success. I know I do. None of my friends know because I am afraid of what they would think. So why am I so worried? What is that make me ashamed of the success and the blessing we have been given?

In the beginning I found myself sabatoging my career because I felt I did not deserve to do well financially. I was terrified that I would turn into a egotistical, shallow man. Now, I know that this is true, but my wife loves me anyway.

Now, I am worried that the gods of blessing will look down on me for writing or speaking of this success. I will somehow provoke their anger.

No matter. I am writing this anyway. I do not care what the gods say. I feel that I have an opportunity to help others achieve their version of success. Whatever that looks like to you. I would like to help you step out and have the courage to get out of the current mindset that is keeping you from your goals.

As the days, weeks, and months unfold I would like to share with you some thoughts and ideas of what is working for us and how you can implement it. These are universal truths – not something just for a select few. For now, keep this underwraps. I do not want my friends to know…wait! Is this thing on?!