Sex & SEO

May 7th, 2008 by David

I had the great fortune to be at a fun, informative think tank yesterday called LifeWork 2.0 . I connected with a lot of interesting people and learned many things. Something that stood out to me was the importance of SEO (Search Engine Optimization). At one point it was said to be as good as almost as good as SEX. While you can pay for sex, SEO is often not that easy to come by. SEO is REALLY important… very critical to get right. And when you get it right, you can rule your world.

There’s a good bit of information on SEO at Wikipedia and of course, you can Google it.

What I took away from our SEO conversation was that Quality is probably better than Quantity regarding the traffic on a web site. Also, having organic search results and good keyword density is a must.

We learned about lots of new web apps and tools. One I’ve been playing with today is saynow.com . I’m thinking of creative ways we could use this for our church. Also, as a designer, one of my favorite color tools is Kuler from Adobe. If you send large files, having a free or paid  YouSendIt account is a must have. There are so many tools and apps, I could never list them all, but hopefully you’ll find a few of these useful.

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Home

April 30th, 2008 by David

Homeless Under Bridge - Kansas City, April 30, 2008

It was a beautiful start to the day… I got up at 6:30 a.m. (which is sleeping in for me) and took a great 5.5 mile walk. Many on our church staff are here in Kansas City for a ministry conference. I took advantage of the beautiful surroundings and walked around the Plaza area and along the waterway. I took pictures as I went and uploaded a few to my twitter feed.

About a mile into the walk, I saw something that got my attention. Under the light of the rising sun, I saw three people asleep under the pillars of a bridge (pic above). I snapped a picture, then immediately began praying for them. I thought about those 3 individuals and wondered how they ended up there. I’m probably safe to say that 20 years ago, they never dreamed they’d be sleeping under that bridge in Kansas City on April 30, 2008. Where had they come from and what circumstances or choices had gotten them to this place?

God is chipping away at my heart on practically a daily basis lately. I’m becoming more compassionate. More willing to offer grace - often a difficult task for someone with my type of wiring. I prayed for those people under the bridge - that God would invade their lives on all sides. Then I wondered how I could help. They were across the water and I couldn’t readily access them. Giving money may help or hurt depending on what they bought with it.

As I prayed for those people, I was reminded of our current situation. We’re about to close on a house. We stepped out in faith to move to Fort Smith and work for a church. A huge change for our lives, our income and much more. So far my job has been rewarding but very challenging. This first 8 months have brought simplicity and much frustration. What is God trying to teach me? We’re settling down and have decided to plant some roots. I don’t think we’ve done that in our nearly 10 years of marriage and I definitely never did it before I married Jill.

We’re diving in and getting a house. While nothing is totally permanent, buying our 4th home and expecting to stay in it for more than 2 years is a HUGE deal. We waited patiently, living in an apartment all this time, paying extra for 2 storage units. We wanted something close to the church and the boys’ school (walking distance close). It’s on a cul de sac and in just the perfect location. It has lots of what we wanted, but needs lots of work like paint in every room and updating the living room quite a bit. The backyard is incredible. It’s like a garden retreat complete with covered porch and koi pond. It’s beautiful and scary to make this step. But we want a home. Not just a structure on a slab of concrete that we park our cars in front of, but a place to live. A place for life to take place. Home.

We all long for home… the ultimate one being heaven. It seems that our culture is losing the value and meaning of “home”. Everything is too fast and disjointed. The boys are in t-ball and they have home plate. People that go to church, typically have a “home” church. Home is something I’ve been looking forward to cultivating. We’re very excited about this great opportunity and blessing to put down roots and let them grow deep. We’re ready for home. What does home mean to you?

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I Love My Wife

April 23rd, 2008 by David

Being the bulletin architect among many other duties here at church, I stay a few weeks ahead. Always looking to what’s next so others will be informed about upcoming events. I’ve been in Mother’s Day mode for the last few weeks and was thinking on my walk this morning about my Wife, Mother, Mother-In-Law and Grandmother. They are all incredibly strong women. In their own ways they have all taught me valuable things.

Jill, my beautiful wife, has been an amazing addition to my life. I would be a totally different person (probably not for the good) if it weren’t for her. She gave birth to two incredible boys - AMAZINGLY, WITH NO DRUGS! She’s tough, smart, intuitive and loving. I fear that too often I neglect her because I’m busy trying to give her all I can. Truth be told, she mostly just wants me. That’s hard to take and believe and understand. Who in their right mind would just want me? God does. Jill does. My boys do. I guess there’s at least a short list who like having me around.

I feel so incapable sometimes. My goals are ambitious. I’ll be 40 in about 6 months and I was “supposed to be a millionaire” by the time I’m 40. What happened? Life. Bad choices. Good choices. More life. That’s what happened. I wouldn’t trade it though. Life. It has been good, even when it felt bad. I’ve learned, I’ve grown. I’m a better guy now than I ever have been. And if I live to be at least 100, a goal of mine, then I still have a little more than 60 years to go.

I love my wife because she loves me. Not because I’m perfect, because I’m not. She loves me because she sees me with a different lens. I may never view myself the way she does, but I know she’s genuinely in love with me. How many people our ages can say that today? I’m blessed. I’m fortunate. I am loved.

Jill is gracious, long-suffering, kind, gentle, loving… I think this list sounds familiar. On my ‘Big Question’ widget from IDEO/TED yesterday, it asked: “How will you make your next interaction more authentic?” What a big question! I’m trying to be mindful of that in my daily interactions now. Being authentic. That’s what Jill is… authentic. That’s who and what I’m drawn to… authenticity. I’ve experienced too much of the fake.

I love my wife and didn’t want to wait for Mother’s Day to tell her. She is an incredible, enduring woman. God knew that was just who I needed as my partner for life. Charm is deceptive and beauty fades. Jill loves God and me. Did I mention that I love my wife?

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Grampa - HC Ballard

April 18th, 2008 by David

HC Ballard

It was a year ago today that I got a phone call from my mom. She was in tears. My Grampa had just passed away. I felt an incredibly sinking, sick feeling immediately come over me. How could this happen? No one close to me has ever died. I wasn’t ready for this news. I was sitting at my desk at work in Ada, OK. I took a deep breath and tried to focus on what mom was saying to me. She was upset and wanted me to let my brother and sister know about Grampa. One of the most difficult things I’ve ever had to do was let my brother and sister know that Grampa was gone from this world. He and Grandmother had been such a big part of our lives. How was I going to do this?

I decided to look for Becky, my sister, first. She was wrapping up the day at the elementary school where she teaches. I had never been there, so everything was new. It all seemed so unreal, unnatural. As I walked through the door of the school, teachers began asking who I was, etc. I finally put a few words together to let them know who I was and who I was looking for. Shock was setting in now.

I waited for her in her room. As she rounded the corner, she could tell something was wrong. I just told her Grampa was gone. Her eyes immediately welled up with tears and we held each other for a very long time. As I stood there hugging my sister, I consciously determined that I would remember that moment. I looked around at the walls, the halls and really savored the moment. Sad as it was, I wanted to keep a good remembrance of it. I then tried calling my brother a few times but couldn’t reach him. I have no idea exactly what happened after that, but I headed home to get my family and go to my parent’s house in Quinton, OK. I think before I left, I finally reached my brother, Stephen, as he was pulling up to attend a class at OU. I really didn’t want to give him the news on the phone, but had to tell him.

Since that time, I’ve been becoming a different person. Depressed a little? Mabye. Sad? Definitely. Determined to live life to the fullest? Positively.

My Grampa taught me to play the guitar when I was five years old. He was fascinated with recording and with the limited knowledge and equipment, he managed to record some great songs on his old cassette tape recorder. As we went through the house to find things, I found a few tapes. One was even out in his old suburban truck and had been for no telling how long. I’m amazed it hadn’t been ruined by the sun and humidity. I took those tapes and transferred them to a CD, then to digital. While they aren’t the best quality, they are priceless to me. He recorded us singing and talking together when I was 5 years old. It is so cool to hear myself as a kid and to hear him talking and singing with me… having lots of fun with his first grandchild.

I really miss him. I miss the way things used to be when my grandparents were much younger and I would stay at their house all summer. Much of who I am, musically and otherwise, is a result of how and what they poured into my life. I’m old-fashioned, but love what’s next all at the same time.

On my tumblelog (http://www.okjedi.com ) I’ve added one of his favorite songs, Too Much To Gain, To Lose. He was a simple man, Navy veteran and lifelong Barber. He taught me a lot of what I know and how to be who I am. I’m so proud I knew him and got to share so much of life with him.

The last few weeks of his life, I believe God prompted me to go visit. I would take my guitar and play and sing. He really seemed to like Matt Redman’s Blessed Be Your Name and Still Amazed by Bent Tree Bible Fellowship. I’m so glad I took the time out of my crazybusy life and made the effort to drive to see him a few last times. No regrets. Just sorrow. He’s better off. My boys believe Jesus had a special guitar waiting for him when he stepped into everlasting joy and peace. I think he’s probably joining with the angels, and singing to the creator of all good things. The One he sang so frequently about. The One he loved so much.

One year doesn’t heal the sadness and loneliness, but it does add perspective. He lived for Jesus. I want to do the same thing. I miss you Grampa. Thank you for everything.

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Glorify

March 4th, 2008 by David

Here’s video I did with a LOT of help from my wife Jill. It’s the 3rd part of the Grow series Marty did. I think it’s the best of the three videos in the series. I think I’m starting to like making stop motion movies.

 

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Compassion Watercolor

February 20th, 2008 by David

We’re still waiting to receive our info packet and photo of little Brighton from Compassion. Our boys have already been praying for him every day and we would love to go meet him sometime.

I just visited Randy Elrod’s blog and found this beautiful watercolor. Please read his paragraph below to find out how you can get your own copy of this incredible piece of art.

Randy Elrod Watercolor

A note from Randy: “If you will join me and sponsor a child from Uganda for only $32. per month, I will send you free a signed print of this picture, or if you have already sponsored a child and would like either of the prints I have offered, put a comment HERE and let me know which one you would like.”

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I Believe In You

February 19th, 2008 by David

This morning, I was able to take my 6-year-old son, Judah, to breakfast. He wanted to go to McDonald’s, so we got breakfast and sat down. He was telling me about the playground equipment and how to do the vampire slide (that’s where just before you slide down, you lay all the way back with your arms folded over your chest as a vampire in a coffin might do). He said he would show me so I really believed him. I told him I believed him and that I believe in him.

I asked if he knew what that meant… that I believed in him. He didn’t really know. I tried explaining by saying that I believed he could do anything he wanted. He said, “I can’t do anything I want, ” meaning the rules he’s not supposed to break, etc. I said, “no, I mean I believe you could be an artist, musician, doctor, fireman, or whatever you want to do… I believe in you.” He jump up from the booth and took a crouched pose and exclaimed “I can be a pirate! Ethan is going to be a pirate too!” I said, “I believe you’d be a great pirate if that’s what you want to do. I believe in you!”

I’m not sure if he still really got the fact that I believe in him, but now I know he wants to be a pirate and he knows I support him in his endeavors. Isn’t that like God? He believes in us and tries to get that message across to us in the simplest ways. Then, we jump up and tell Him what we want to do or who we want to be. Perhaps He’s amused or saddened a little, but still loves us and is for us.

I’m going to keep telling Judah I believe in him and as he grows and matures, that message will sink in a little further and continue to have more meaning. I want him to know I believe in him and that more importantly, God believes in him. God loves us so much. We really can do anything in Him… even be a pirate.

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Compassion

February 12th, 2008 by David

I’m so excited that our little family got together tonight and decided to sponsor a little boy from Uganda. Our boys, Judah (6) & Mace (4) said they wanted to help a little boy. We looked through several photos and bios, finally settling on Brighton. Brighton is 5 years old and lives with his grandmother.We took the time to show pictures on some of the blogs of the bloggers currently in Uganda. The boys saw the world map of where we live and how far away Brighton lives in Uganda.

We explained they had to carry water because it doesn’t come into their houses through pipes like in our apartment. They learned that many people’s floors are made of dirt. We talked about how blessed we are and how we need to be helping others in the world who are needing food, medicine and a way to go to school.

Also please check out the sites of those bloggers in Uganda this week:  Randy Elrod , Chris Elrod , Carlos Whittaker , Heather Whittaker , Anne Jackson, Spence Smith  - a complete listing can be found HERE .

Check out their flickr photo stream HERE .

I encourage you to prayerfully consider sponsoring a child through Compassion.  It’s very easy to do… just click HERE .

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Back to Life

January 24th, 2008 by David

My back feels better and I’m on the right track to live 100+ years.

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Touching A Nerve

October 28th, 2007 by David

 Here’s another great example of how innovation and creativity aren’t limited to those “learn-ed” in the world of high-priced ad agencies.  They really don’t always have the answer.  The collective, the wisdom of crowds, the new, the fresh is out there.  And the sooner corporations learn to farm out their next marketing campaign to those less experienced, hungry students, we’ll see many more great, innovative refreshing advertising.  Way to go Apple for embracing innovation.  I would guess that Nick Haley was equipped to do this ad with the help of Apple gear and all the good stuff Apple is made of.  That’s why we love Apple!

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About Dwell In Possibility - a life blog by David Ballard (okjedi)

David Ballard is Jill's husband and Judah & Mace's daddy. He currently serves as the creative director of Harvest Time church in Fort Smith, Arkansas. His passions include music, design, psychology and all things creative.