If you want to know a little bit more about what makes me, me, read about Kyle from this link above.
If you want to know a little bit more about the why, then you can read below.
I have 1044 Facebook Friends. That is a respectable number. Less than my more famous peers or those younger than me, but, more than most of my peers and those older than me. I am comfortable with 1044, but this is not about 1044. This is about those who had a role in getting me to 1044. This is about those who helped make me, me.
Most of you know me after Kyle, which is to say, few of you knew me before I was a college student at Baylor.
Quite a few of you knew me as a freshman on the Baylor Line.
Some of you (535 potentially) remember your 1995, Keller High School, Baccalaureate speaker.
A few of you know the guy who cranked out a 17:04 (3 miles) as a 16 year old cross country runner.
And there might be a couple outside of my family who remember a kid who loved the Red Sox but was really bad at baseball.
But most of you know me after the influence of Kyle.
We all have people who influence, shape, hone and correct who we are.
When I consider the list, it has names on it like Chris, Dave, Ben, Jason, David, Charles, Archie, JD, Roy, Jack, Roger, George and even a Garin (maybe it’s THE Garin).
But one who would make my Mount Rushmore of influences is Kyle Lake.
Kyle, as much as anyone in the world, helped shape the way I look at and think about faith, the church and responding to God’s call. As I read the article above, it was staggering to realize that though he and his best friend Scott had a weekly ritual, I too was allowed in on one of those rituals. As my mentor and friend, Kyle would whip my tail in 9-ball and shuffleboard when we would eat lunch, almost weekly, my Junior and Senior years at Baylor. I am not sure what I did to deserve such time, energy and attention (maybe I was just a confidence builder around the pool table at Crickets) but I got it, and every day I am thankful for it.
So, if you want to know a little bit more about me, read this article about Kyle.
Or, if you want to think a little more positively and hopefully about your life and faith, read this article about Kyle.
Today is, in my mind, Kyle Lake Day.
Since 2005, when I listened to my friend Jen’s ominous voicemail message in our kitchen on Fowler Road in Mount Airy, until the day I can no longer could days, October 30 has been and will be Kyle Lake day.
And on Kyle Lake day, live well. Love God, Embrace Beauty, and Live Life to the Fullest today, because, life is most definitely a gift.