For years I’ve been fascinated with parody songs, skit comedy and impressions. But that part of me always lingered in the background covered up by a career and the opinions of people. People told me that if I wanted to be a professional, I needed to act like one. Impressions and silly songs were for clowns. After I resigned, I remembered the boyish fascination and began to step into it. I started watching old Saturday Night Live skits, stand-up comedians, parody […]
Over the past seven days, the PGA and its patrons descended upon Eagle Point Golf Club in Wilmington, North Carolina. For the first time in more than forty years, the sleepy coastal town of Wilmington played host to a PGA event—The Wells Fargo Championship. And I must say, it was an honor to see my hometown in the national spotlight for something other than Jim Cantore’s latest hurricane update. As Sunday’s dust settled, I think both the professional golf tour […]
When I was fifteen years old, I moved into the room over the garage at my parent’s house. With my own bathroom and personal space, I felt like a king. I was ready for high school, independence, and life on my own. Ten years later, my wife and I moved back into that same room. I was a broke salesman. The real estate bubble had burst and left me holding the bag. To add insult to my already injured ego, […]
Christmas makes me feel like a kid again—like I’m ten-years old sitting in the kitchen at Grandma Ham’s house on Christmas Eve, anxious and giddy about what Santa might bring. But this year, I had the stark realization that those memories are twenty-five years old. It’s hard to believe, but I’m days from turning thirty-five. I’m no longer the little kid. I’m a father to four beautiful children and we’re having Christmas at my house. For whatever reason, that reality has been a […]
Six years ago, my wife and I were weary from a two-year battle with infertility. A battle that left us resting on our own strength to start a family. A battle we were losing. The Enemy was ever-present, firing a barrage of attacks in an attempt to destroy our marriage. We were sinking and we were afraid. The world told us to give up. Like a boxer, battered from round upon round of relentless beatings, we contemplated throwing in the towel […]
I miss her. I could selfishly say that I miss her carrot cake, her chicken and rice, or her homemade sugar biscuits, but truthfully, I miss her. And of all the things I could miss, what I miss most is her unshakable confidence in her convictions. We used to joke that Grandma Ham could stare at a menu for ten minutes without making a decision on what to eat. When it came to her faith, however, she knew exactly what […]
My Grandfather Ham was a special man. He loved God, his family, and his country. Now that I think about it, probably in that order. Those were his priorities, his ideals. He cherished them so much that he created a place for our family to gather together and celebrate them. Behind his house, with his own hands, he built a carport. It was a large, covered space capable of housing up to three cars and still have room left over. Without […]
We get busy in life. Matt reminds us of why we dedicate ourselves to something other than ourselves.
- Robert Wagnon, CEO, Republic State Mortgage
