Lessons from degeneracy
How you do this morning? I hope this message finds you well. I’m just getting back on grid, well I did on Monday but its seeming to have taken a full week to actually get back into the swing of things. The family and I was hanging in the RV about an hour west of Indianapolis at one of our favorite campgrounds. It has (2) pools, golf cart trails, ponds, petting zoo and over 300 acres to explore. We (especially my wife) love all the features. What we love most is it only an hour from our place. The main reason we got the camper a few years ago was to continue to “get away” while having a baby and now toddler. Man, if you been here or are there… tell me how hard it is to vacation/ take trips when you got the little ones with you? It’s not easy with the camper (at least the prep and tear down) BUT it is more accessible! And that why we got it.
The camper is the most depreciating “asset” I own! On paper it makes NO SENSE. But in real life it makes all the sense. We are in that thing 10-12 weeks every year and the memories are priceless. We are not RV-ing all over America but we are still getting out there and AWAY from the house which is great for letting loose. Especially for my wife, if she’s at home she’s always looking for something to do!
Lesson 1: Doing “whats best” for real life might not always make sense on paper. This has less to do with an RV and more to do with going after (any dream) you might have.
My buddy Charlie Garwood snaps this photo as I head across the gravel road to his campsite to drink some morning coffee together. With hot coffee and a heater in hand you wouldn’t think our next move would be a 7 mile run after morning chats about Jesus and all he’s doing in our life and communities. I look over, while taking in the moment and laugh. I said “you know the saying, ‘there’s two wolves that live inside us all?’ Well, there’s about a dozen of em in me!” We both laugh then start to lace up. It’s time to move these bodies!
Lesson 2: You gotta be you! Ironically, I’m not a smoker or that much of a drinker outside of about a dozen times a year. But I'ma good time at the right time.
We get back from the run and we chase the kids down and get them ready for the pool. Spending the day making memories. You know the type of memories… the ones that never seem to fade. We are right there in the moment KNOWING how good it is. How thankful we are that God brought us all together and created that very moment for us. The Garwoods are our most close people. The type that you don’t have to hold your cards too close around because they already know em all anyway. I feel like we all need friendships like these. The ones you can be who ya are at that given time and they get you.
Lesson 3: I learned this one the hard way. Not everyone needs a seat at your table. Hold the cards close… for most won’t be able to really understand you. But the ones who do… the very few that do— cherish them! Honor them! … and let em know just how much you love them and how much they mean to you.
Every now and then I share “lessons from degeneracy” haha which is really just reflections from having a GOOOODDD TIMEEEE (in the Alan Jackson voice)
Here’s another one if you don’t recall:
Off We Went
Man, it really is a great morning! I've been away for the most part for the last 10-ish days. We first started off our nomadicness in the RV, camping at the greatest spectacle in racing — THE INDY 500! Dude, there really isn't anything like it. 350,000+ people all gathered around and having a good time. It was the closest finish in Indy 500 history, too…
Sending ya’ll some love this morning.
Chat soon
Zach




Reading this on a beautiful, warm night while we’re camping. The kids are asleep. I just finished my cigar and am about to finish a glass of Wild Turkey bourbon to end the night. My wife is sitting across from me, reading her book.
Life is good. Life is beautiful. And I feel a rich blessed man.
God is great!
Zach, your posts are a encouragement. Thanks for being you!
I have learned that sometimes the most meaningful things in life don’t make sense on paper. I’ve learned that with some regret, but learning it does redeem the regret