Man! Oh Man!

I just overheard someone down the hall say the following about me to someone else...
"I don’t handle our flatbed trucks. All of that’s handled by another MAN here in the office. His name is Shawn Stinson."
Is it weird that being bescribed as a "man" is a little uncomfortable to me. Now I’m not talking about "man" meaning manly man, hetero sexual, macho. I have no doubt I’m that kind of man. I’m talking about man meaning "ADULT male". It sounds so responsible, so mature.
Yes, I’m 33 years old. Yes, I have two children. Yes, I have two jobs, a home and two cars. But that does really make me an adult? I don’t know why I’m weirded out by that. (Should a man say "weirded out"?) I’m not sure what word I’d be more comfortable with. Boy = no, Guy = okay, dude = yes, but not everyone can say dude. Can you imagine your grandmother saying something about that Dude that led worship at church Sunday. I don’t think so.
Having thought about it some more. I think I’m okay with being called a man. I can remember my Dad when he was 33. He was definately a man at this age. I guess I’m just waiting for the day when all my interests turn to the things that the men I watched growing up were interested in such as sports, working on cars, and fishing. For now I think I’ll stick with my video games and geeky movies. (Have I mentioned "G.I. Joe" is coming out in summer of 2009. I’m way more excited about this than a 33 year old MAN should be.)

I Feel Good

You know, it feels really good to work hard on something and have everything turn out like you planned it.
The choir and orchestra at Westwood presented a musical called "The Resurrection & The Life" at church Easter Sunday morning. Everything went great. Usually after a production, I find myself thinking "I wish I had done this or that differently." But not this time. Everything went great.
I am so thankful to be working with such a talented group of people at Westwood, not just in the choir & orchestra, but running lights, tech, cameras, and even writing narration. I’m not sure how I’ve suckered them all into thinking I should be the guy in charge, but for now, that’s the way it is.
A few months ago when I preseneted the music committee with my idea for the program (sets, drama, costumes, multiple performances, etc.) I wasn’t exactly enthused about their idea of doing this smaller production on Easter Sunday morning. But it was perfect. What an awesome crowd we had and I already know of one decision that was made and some visitors that have said they’ll return. I know that wasn’t all because of the musical. But it feels good to have played a small part.
There are some at Westwood that look back 10 years ago and wish we could do those type of large scale performances again. We may not have as many people now as we did then, but I have no doubt the quality of what we are currently doing is just as good if not better.
God has a lot in store for us. I can hardly wait to see what’s next.

Tales from Street Road...the Beginning

I live on "Street Road".
I'm not making that up.
In a small town, in the deep south of the land of the free, there is a road called "Street Road".
I am lucky (?) enough to live there.

Here, on this blog, I will share with the world some of my adventures & misadventures as I try to navigate my way through my goofy life. I hope you'll join me.

First some stats..
Married to "The Wife"
Have two sons; "Big Boy" & "Little Boy".
Two jobs: Full Time - Inside Sales & Transportation (I handle customer issues for a manufacturing plant and schedule trucks to carry our products.)
Part Time- Minister of Music in a Southern Baptist Church in the south

I can't decide how anonymous I want this to be. Wouldn't be too hard to decipher who I am based on the info I've already given out. I guess the real question is how honest do I want to be here? I guess we'll have to wait and see.