What does McFly know?

Did you know today is Back to the Future Day? You know, in the movie “Back to the Future Part II,” Marty McFly travels to October 21, 2015, to save his children, yet to be born in “Back to the Future’s” 1985. In the movie, they had a vision of a year that was still more than a quarter-century away when the movie was shot and released in 1989.

In the movie they watched big screen TVs and predicted the use of video conferencing a.k.a., Skype. A USA Today drone can even be seen flying around a courthouse taking photos. Nowadays, drones are well, almost commonplace. But time travel into the future?

The fact that there was so much buzz about Back to the Future Day caused me to think about looking into my future and my past.

I’m not sure I’ve ever really sat and thought about the grand plan, much less looking forward into my life by a quarter of a century.

When I was twelve I wanted to be an architect. At sixteen I wanted to attend the University of Southern California. At 25 I wanted to work in a top 10 media market. At 35 I wanted to climb the corporate ladder.

Am I so short sighted and unambitious as to not have had a grander vision for my life or my future than that?

Reflecting on who I was, what I’ve done, and where I’ve been, I never would have been able to plot out my future the way it has unfolded. It is said the best way to predict the future is to create it.

I didn’t create it. Sure, I have worked hard; been driven, self-reliant, and focused. But I have made countless mistakes. I’ve flubbed it all up to a grand degree, all on my own and have lived to tell about it. But I do know one thing for sure.

God has held me in His hand all the way through this crazy life.

Like finger painted palm prints, God’s hands are imprinted all over my life. He’s plotted my past, my present and my future.

At 18 years old most kids are sewing seeds, living up the college life. Never could I have predicted that I would get into radio at 18 and still be in it at 40 something J.

Most music fans across the country know about the three-day music festival held in a little park called Austin City Limits Festival. I couldn’t have told you that I would manage the media and PR for the inaugural festival that’s one of the largest known to man.

For years I was afraid of germs and would go to great links to escape the things. The thought of having a dog lick me much less rub up against me was from outer space. Enter the best thing that ever happened to me, a 4-legged moody sweet beagle.

I rerouted my professional journey and spent two-year raising money for Austin’s Anti-Defamation League fighting hatred and discrimination. I got to work with and learn from some incredible people and learned so much about the Jewish faith. Mostly I learned about myself. Who I was, who I wasn’t, and what I was capable of.

Lobbying on Capitol Hill in Washington, DC, for anti-bullying laws, immigration, and hate crime legislation never crossed my mind.

Who knew I could have such a strong love for and longing to help women who suffer unspeakable traumas by being trafficked for sex.

And how about that powdery white sand beneath your toes? I’ve seen some incredible beaches in my life. Not to mention sitting 12 rows up behind home plate at the Green Monster, home of the Boston Red Sox.

Could my insatiable love for Jesus change me so much, that I would want to love the unlovable?

Most days it’s hard to let my faith be bigger than my fear.

In my heart I know that I know that God has me. He has a plan for my life, so I really don’t have to worry. And boy, am I glad he’s got the plan. There’s no way I could manage that.   Day 21 #Write31days

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