Book Fair Kills: November 2009 (the List)

November 17th, 2009

This was my first Lubbock Book Fair to attend, and it was quite awesome. They’re doing it again in February, and Half Price! So for all you locals who missed it this year – now you have no excuse. :)And without further delay, below is the list of my Book Fair Kills this time around.

– Kevin

Fiction:
The Mountain King – Rick Hautala
The Bradbury Chronicles – Stories in Honor of Ray Bradbury
Contest – Matthew Reilly
Ice Station – Matthew Reilly
Scarecrow – Matthew Reilly
(I always buy Reilly’s books because they are, without question, some of the most enjoyable action-packed stories I’ve ever read)
Breakout – Richard Stark
Flash Fiction – 72 Very Short Stories

Writing:
The First Five Pages – Noah Lukeman
No Plot? No Problem! – Baty
The Big Book of How To Say It Best – Jack Griffin & Robbie Miller Kaplan
Fiction Writer’s Brainstormer – Smith
Slang and Euphemism – Richard A. Spears
Word Power Quiz Book

Money & God:
The Treasure Principle – Randy Alcorn
Don’t Sweat The Small Stuff About Money – Richard Carlson, Ph. D.
The Money Answer Book – Dave Ramsey
Generous Living – Dayton
My Money and God – Hastings
God Is My CEO – Larry Julian
Obedience: The Key to Prosperity – Wayne Coleman
Holiness, Truth and the Presence of God – Francis Frangipane
Wisdom for the Way – Charles R. Swindoll
Grace for the Moment – Max Lucado
Praying God’s Will for Your Life – Stormie Omartain
The Power of Praying Together – Stormie Omartain, Jack Hayford

Baby Sleep Books:
Health Sleep Habits, Happy Child – Marc Weissbluth, M.D.
Sweet Dreams: A Pediatrician’s Secrets – Fleiss

Creativity:
The Artist’s Soul – Linda Coons
The Artist’s Way – Julia Cameron
Breathe In, Breathe Out – James E. Loehr
Introducing Mind & Brain – Agnus Gellatly and Oscar Zarate
Brainpower – Laureli Blyth
Inventions and Patents – Steve Barbarich
How to Sell & Promote Your Idea, Project or Invention – Reece A. Franklin

Book Fair Kills: November 2009.

November 17th, 2009

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The Math Of God.

November 16th, 2009

 

Every October my older brother Eric organizes a “Man’s Weekend” up in Tulsa, Oklahoma. This is where he gets together with a select group of friends to play poker, smoke cigars, shoot guns and eat manly food like steak and potatoes. Aside from the eating, I attend Man’s Weekend for none of those things. I go there to watch DVDs with Ken, the guy hosting the whole thing. (This year we rewatched the excellent Firefly series, which he thankfully introduced me to a few years back.)

As I drove back to Lubbock from Tulsa, I had a good 7+ hours to think and pray. I listened to various podcasts (Andrew WommackCharles StanleyInventRight), but eventually turned everything off and just drove in silence, pouring my heart out to God.

And my heart wasn’t happy.

Since May of 2008, God’s been faithful in everything He’s called me to do. In creating Mills Creative Minds, in giving where He’s led me to give, in placing my ideas into the hands of other people to develop - in everything. Everything I’ve needed or cried about, He’s brought me to it and through it, respectively. But as I drove I was increasingly frustrated, and I let Him know it.

Ever since Kara was born back in June, I feel like I’ve been moving in slow motion. All the projects that I’ve been working on are slowly, very slowly, coming together. But there’s still so many questions and worries trying to take root in my mind. What if the ideas I’ve handed off don’t make it to market? What if weeks and months pass and I’m STILL where I am now, making little visible progress? What if, what if, what if?

The primary factor of my frustration was my lack of time. Last year I had a good 5 hours a day to devote to my ideas and educating myself in how to protect and license them. These days I’m pretty much limited to Tuesdays and Thursdays, with a paltry three-hour window on each. So going from 25 hours a week of productive, devoted work time to a meager 6 hours was… well… downright depressing.

So I poured my heart out to God, in shame and frustration. Why did He order things the way He did? Why did He call me to work on my ideas, to work on a book and now care for a newborn - all at the same time? The task seems impossible sometimes, because what I have to offer is so limited and what needs to be done is so overwhelmingly huge. I’m stuck at Point B and I’m trying to get to Point Z. And I’m strapped to a tortoise for a taxi. It just didn’t make sense.

And then God spoke to me. Kind of.

He didn’t speak audibly, or even with words. He just flipped a switch in my head and reminded me of a story from long long ago. 

Jesus was teaching a large group of people, and they were getting hungry. When his disciples came to him and complained that he needed to send them away to they could eat, he threw them for a loop.

“You feed them,” he said casually.

I’m pretty sure their jaws dropped in disbelief. What did he say? What…? How…? So they tried to reason with Jesus, explaining how feeding a group of 5,000 people would cost eight month’s of a man’s wages. That wasn’t pocket change, and even if it WAS they didn’t carry that kind of cash around with them anyways. (Much less a pocket large enough to hold it.)

Jesus wasn’t deterred. He asked them what they had to give to the situation. They asked around and came back with a dismal report: only five loaves of bread and two cooked fish. That was it. THAT was what they had to offer. Five loaves. Two fish.

Then Jesus did the impossible. He took what little they brought to the table, devoted it to God and His glory, and sent it back among the people. Who were fed. Until they were full.

The Bible says they started with five loaves of bread and two fish. And ended up picking up baskets of leftovers. BASKETS.

The meaning behind the vision was immediately clear to me. My complaint? “I don’t have enough.” God’s solution? “Give me what you’ve got - I’ll take care of the details.

So according to God, if I’ll give Him what little time I have to offer each week, He’ll bless it and make it productive and send it out to accomplish His will. That’s a pretty incredible concept. And I’ll be honest, if He hadn’t injected this truth into my heart like that, I’d have a hard time believing it.

But as impossible as the concept is, I’m choosing to believe it. I’m choosing to believe that He’s in control of these things, and that nothing that’s happened or will happen surprises Him. It surprises ME, without question. I’m surprised (read: “freaked out”) all the time by the circumstances of my life. He’s not.

The coolest part? Confirmations. When I’m serious about opening my heart and my schedule to Him, relinquishing my control of accomplishing His visions with my power, He sends me signs to reassure me I’m on the right track.

Today’s sign came through a book I was recently given, “Pearls of the King” by Lee Domingue. Domingue talks about the fact that God needs kings to accomplish His will on earth. In the same way He provided for the baby Jesus by sending three kings to supply his needs, God wants to raise up kings today to continue to provide for His Kingdom’s causes.

As I was reading the first chapter this morning, I came across this sentence:

“With the heart of a king, all you need to do is use whatever is in your hand to give and allow God to multiply it.”

Wow. I had planned on writing this column for a while, but reading this only confirmed for me that today’s the day to do it. Right now. Before I do anything else with my time.

So I share all that with you in the hopes that you’ll be inspired to also release the stranglehold you have on your dreams and goals. God needs you, needs your willing heart to accomplish what He’s called you to do. But it’s not up to you alone to do it. 

Rely on Him. Trust Him. Believe that He will be faithful to the completion of your vision. All we need to do is bring Him what little we have to the table, and trust that He knows how to spread it accordingly. After all, it’s not our buffet - it’s His. He’s just letting us help Him in setting it up.

 

-Kevin

“Being confident of this very thing, that he who began a good work in you will be faithful to complete it.” - Philippians 1:6

Inspired By Sharks.

October 1st, 2009

 

I admit it. I’m a huge fan of ABC’s “Shark Tank.

Tuesday’s episode inspired me for two reasons. The first was Leslie Haywood, inventor of Grill Charms. I had heard of Leslie a few months ago when Stephen Key of InventRight interviewed her back in the Spring. It was great to put a face to the name & voice, and she did an incredible job on the show. (Nothing like having a pack of sharks fighting for your idea.) Stephen has a follow-up interview with her on her experience on the show, which you can listen to here.

The second part that inspired me was Sawyer Sparks, the college kid who came up with the idea for Soy-Yer Dough.  (Soy-Yer Dough is a wheat-free kinda Play-Doh, since 1 out of 8 kids have an allergic reaction to wheat.) This guy took an idea and pursued it in EXACTLY the way Stephen Key and so many other inventor mentors suggest. Study the market, establish there’s a need, and get a provisional patent to protect it. THEN seek and field licensing options.

As it turned out, Play-Doh had contacted HIM and offered $500,000 for the patent. Which is significant, but not the MOST significant part of this kid’s story. The element that impressed me the most was the fact that he had the idea first.

Play-Doh is huge, right? I mean, they’re the supposed experts when it comes to malleable playstuff. So why didn’t THEY come up with this idea first? Why didn’t the in-house gurus in Research & Development think of this new extension to their current product? Too busy keeping the status quo in the office? Too focused on promoting their current products? Lack of caffeine? There’s no telling, but the fact is they DIDN’T. And Sawyer Sparks DID.

Contrary to what we think, the people at the top of the product development chain don’t have all the ideas. They have the means to take an idea and make it reality, but they haven’t thought of every possible product out there. They don’t have the time or the means. They need help. And this is great news for inventors and dreamers and the creative class.

If you have an idea, I encourage you to DO something about it. Check out InventRight and see how it’s done, what the steps are and how you can go from Point ? to Point $. It’s not impossible, it only takes time and effort.

And… I think I’m done. :) Can’t wait for next week’s Shark Tank. Check it out if you haven’t already!

Kevin

The Oath.

September 15th, 2009

 

Psalms 15:1-5

1 Lord, who may dwell in your sanctuary?

Who may live on your holy hill?

2 He whose walk is blameless

and who does what is righteous,

who speaks the truth from his heart.

3 and has no slander on his tongue,

who does his neighbor no wrong

and casts no slur on his fellowman,

4 who despises a vile man

but honors those who fear the Lord,

who keeps his oath

even when it hurts,

5 who lends his money without usury

and does not accept a bribe against the innocent.

He who does these things

will never be shaken.

When you read these verses you quickly realize that it’s nearly  

impossible to adhere to. We might excel in one area and then fall flat  

on our faces in another the very next day. Thankfully David goes on to  

explain (in Psalms 16) that our righteous comes from God alone, so the weight  

is lifted a bit more and we’re able to breathe again.

The one verse that stood out to me is the second part of verse four, which reads: 

“Who keeps his oath even when it hurts.” 

Here in Lubbock Kim and I attend Experience Life Church where they

just wrapped up an excellent series called “Redefining Marriage.” If

you’re not a member or a Lubbock native, you can still catch it either  

online at http://experiencelifenow.com/ in the podcast section, or  

subscribe to it here at the iTunes Music Store. Chris Galanos has always been

known to preach the Bible, regardless of whether it offends anyone or not,

and he didn’t hold back on this series. God has laid out some very specific

guidelines on how to get the best out of our relationships and marriages,

but the burden falls to us whether we want to follow through with them

or try make our own way.

In my opinion, keeping an oath in marriage is the key to its  

survival. A marriage simply can’t sustain itself on passion or emotion alone.  

Even a close friendship and companionship won’t help it weather the  

storms that life has in store. I strongly believe that the ONLY way to keep a

marriage together is to remain committed to it, regardless of how you feel.

I say this with passionate conviction because I’m speaking from experience.

A little over four years ago Kim and I were on the brink of divorce.  

Our lines of communication had broken down to such a point where we  

could hardly tolerate each other. We shared a house, a bed, a life,  

but there was no genuine intimacy between us. When we talked to each  

other our conversations were salted with misunderstanding or  

accusations. We were both hurt, and harbored unspoken resentment for the other.

We considered divorce, but not seriously. We’d seen enough of our  

friends get divorced to realize it didn’t solve any of their problems.  

In fact, it was clear that divorce only helped exacerbate whatever internal

issues they struggled with, resulting in their not only being more miserable than  

before, but being miserable and ALONE. After some long talks and  

professional counseling, Kim and I had some hard questions to ask.

We weren’t “in love” anymore, so what were we going to do? Did we want  

to stay married? And if so, how did we go about doing that, exactly?

When talking about my options to a friend from college, he cut through  

my circular arguments and bluntly asked me who I wanted to be.  

Regardless of how Kim might have hurt me or what she’d said and done,  

I had a decision to make. I could either cut the ties and run like  

hell, hoping to make a better life for myself somewhere and with  

someone else. Or I could stay with her and use my stubborn, creative  

streak to figure out a solution to the massive, imploding problem in  

our marriage.

I had arrived at a crossroads that I never, ever anticipated. One road (Divorce)  

led to more pain relief for the short term, followed by lifelong pain  

and confusion afterwards. The second road (Dedication) held the promise of less  

pain later on, but forced me to go through MORE pain in the short term by

staying in the marriage and aggressively dealing with our problems. 

I chose who I wanted to be that night, and that was to be someone who

keeps his word. I had promised Kim years earlier that I would be committed

to her for better or worse - and this was definitely WORSE - but I wasn’t

going to go back on that promise. Keeping that promise was, without question,

the most painful event I’ve ever endured in my life, but I can honestly say it was also the best decision I’ve ever made.

Keeping an oath even when it hurts.

If we decide who we’re going to be based on emotion alone, our  

character is going to shift like sand. We’re emotional, moody people,  

and we’re going to FEEL everything under the sun when it comes to our  

relationships. Love. Hate. Passion. Indifference. Gratitude.  

Selfishness. The list will never, EVER end. We simply can’t define ourselves  

by our emotions alone.

There comes a point where each one of us will have to decide who we  

are and who we’re going to be. REGARDLESS of how we feel or how  

someone hurts us or doesn’t meet our “needs” or whatever believable  

excuse we give ourselves to bail out. (And let’s face it, we’re pretty  

convincing liars when we’re justifying to ourselves WHY we do what we  

do.)

I share this with you to give you encouragement if you’re going  

through a rough time in your marriage. Sometimes people look at Kim  

and I and just assume that because we’re so crazy gah-gah over each  

other that we never have problems or fights. It’s just not true. We  

both have fantastic capacities to become classic, Grade-A jerks. But  

despite our jerkiness we’re 100% committed to each other. We’re

committed to talking, to crying, to opening up and making ourselves

vulnerable to each other on a regular basis. Contrary to popular opinion,

true intimacy isn’t all roses and perfume. It’s downright painful sometimes.

 

But it’s worth it. 

To be known and loved by someone despite all our faults and mistakes

and emotional upheavals and tantrums and everything else that makes

us HUMAN. I believe that’s something that only God alone can do, and

that it’s only when we focus on Him MORE than the people He’s placed

in our lives that we develop the capacity to truly love them. 

Warts and all.

 

- Kevin

Book Review: Max Lucado’s “fearless.”

September 8th, 2009

To be honest, my review of Max Lucado’s new book “Fearless” is a mixed bag.

 On the one hand, there’s his writing style. Some people find it to be fresh and edgy, constantly interjecting dialogue and descriptive, true-to-life stories to make a point. I may be in the minority when I say this, but I found it distracting. I suppose I’ve come to expect self-help books to be more focused on giving readers direct, clear-cut solutions to a problem, rather than biblical scenes. I found myself looking for bullet points but wound up with characters and disconnected voices instead.

 On the other hand, it’s a well-rounded book, to be sure. It not only addresses a wide variety of common fears (Fear of Death, Fear of Change, Fear of What if…?), but tackles some that are more unspoken but nonetheless real (Fear of Insignificance, Fear of Scarcity, etc.). He especially does a good job of addressing the endless “What if…?” mindgames that we tend to play with ourselves.

 Overall? While I think there are better books out there to help one work on overcoming their fears, I think Max Lucado’s “Fearless” is a good starter book on the subject. Easy-to-read and well-organized, it leaves the reader with a profound feeling of hope and confidence.

Kids: They’re Worth It.

July 7th, 2009

It was a little over a week ago on Friday, June 26th at 2:40pm that our first girl, Kara Sue Mills, came into the world. The day was long (started at 6:00am), and as usual for Kim’s labors, was rather uneventful until the last 30 minutes of it. Then everything happened super-quick and BAM! Next thing you know, we’ve got a beautiful baby girl on our hands! Ta-daaaahhhh….

Initial thoughts? She’s a great addition to the family. A bit on the orange side until her jaundice wears off, but very even-tempered and a delight to hold & behold. Her most surprising quality? Her eyes.

Kim has kind of hazel eyes, which are kind of green on the outside, yellow on the inside Kaleb seems to have inherited her eyes, with the exception of the green being switched out for blue. Kyler’s are chocolate brown. Mine are light blue. And Kara’s? Well, Kara’s eyes are currently a deep indigo blue surrounding huge black pupils that look through your very soul. You can hardly discern the color, since she rarely opens her eyes (’cause it’s so stinkin’ bright in this new world). But when she does, you’re immediately taken back. “Wow. Those are some REALLY blue eyes!” They’re very cool.

And how have the boys adjusted to a new sister? For Kyler, it’s the same ol’ thing. New baby? No worries. Wanna play Transformers, Dad? Let’s play with Legos! Can we go to the park? So, yeah, in Kyler’s world it’s hardly a bump.

Kaleb, on the other hand, has some serious adjusting to. On the surface, he’s just as enraptured and giddy as we are about a new baby. He’s gentle when he pets her, and he’s not throwing toys into her bassinet. On the inside, however, I think he’s a little freaked out.

For instance, when I was holding Kara in my lap a few days ago, he comes up at looks at me and then at her, and says “Baby.”  “That’s right,” I said, “This is your baby sister. Kara.” He stared at her for a few seconds longer, and then went on his way. A few minutes later he was back. He crawled up on the couch, nestled his head into my lap and said “Baby.”

So, Kaleb has some displacement issues that he’s working through, and we’re trying to be sensitive to that. At the same time, however, we’re also not going to tolerate his (and Kyler’s) outbursts and tantrums. We’ll be sure to communicate our commitment and unconditional love to them, but they’re still gonna sit in time out if they decide to have Kmart Meltdowns in the kitchen. Sorry, buds, but that’s the way it is.

Kim’s doing well, considering how sleep-deprived she is. Kara wakes up two to three times a night, and it takes anywhere from 20-90 minutes to get her back to sleep. So if you see my wife and she seems a bit… odd… to you, maybe rambling incoherently or drooling more than usual? Just ignore it. She’ll be back to her normal, rested self in, say, 4 to 5 years.

And me? How has Kara’s arrival affected my life? Well, aside from puffing my chest out even more than normal as a proud father, I’ve scaled back my work hours for the time being. In fact, I haven’t done a thing for the past 2 weeks. I resigned myself early on that the first few weeks after Kara’s birth would be non-productive, workwise, but I’m also choosing to use this time to invest in Quality Family Time.

Perspective: Reboot.

I think it’s easy for people to lose sight of what they’re working for. We all know someone who’s a workaholic. They spend most every waking hour away from home, away from their family, and they justify it in their minds because their family is what they’re working FOR. (On the other hand, some people might just hate their family to the point they’d rather hang out at work, or a bar, or a golf course… than go home…)

Personally, I don’t want to be that guy. I don’t want to delude myself into believing the lie that I don’t have time for my kids. And I certainly don’t want to send that message, which I think I’m guilty of more than not. I want to communicate to my kids that they’re not only loved by me, but they’re valuable to me. Their time and attention is something I value, but if I constantly send them the message that “Dad’s too busy” or “Dad needs to just check e-mail” or “Dad has to finish this project and then I can play,” then one day I’m going to wake up and there won’t BE a kid to play with. And no amount of verbal “I love you’s” will make up for what my actions over the years have said even louder: “I don’t have time for you.”

So that’s my prayer these days. That God would tenderize my heart a bit more, and help me keep this perspective. On my life, on my family & kids, on my work. That I won’t forget WHY I’m doing what I’m doing, and won’t sacrifice my family for the sake of a good cause or worthy goal.

On a side note, Kyler and I saw the movie “Up” last week. Since it was being offered in Digital 3D, I decided to buy the more expensive tickets (& glasses) so we could experience it in all its dimensional glory. A part of me winced at the idea of spending $20+ on movie tickets, but then I caught myself.

What was the problem with doing that? With spending so much money on a movie for the two of us? I’ve spent more than that on action figures for myself. And going to movies is something Kyler loves to do. Plus, his primary love language is quality time, so seeing a movie with him effectively communicates two things: I love him and I think he’s worth my time.

But he’s also worth my money. It’s worth it to me to spend my money on my kids. I’m not talking about spoiling them, or buying them whatever they want, when they want it. But I think it would do a ton of good if we released the Kung Fu grip we have on our money - as if the world was trying to wrench it from our hands - and loosen up a bit.

Buy the movie popcorn every once in a while. Let them order a dessert or a milkshake for a change. Be spontaneous and take your kids to Toys R Us or Chuck E. Cheese not because they’ve EARNED it or did something special, but just because of who they are. WHOSE they are. They’re your kids. Love them. As much as you can, in as many ways as you can, as often as you can.

Because we’re all going to face That Day. When they’re gone, and we’re left with more old memories than new ones. And when that day comes, I think we’d all sleep a little bit better if we knew we did everything we could to give our kids the love and support they need to make it in the world.

Philosophical Armchair Advice.

I’m not an expert. I’m not a professional family counselor. But I am a man of passion, and one of the things I’m passionate about is trying to be the best husband and father I can be. To prioritize them above all the trinkets and projects and distractions life will throw at me.

Last year at this I was asking God about the direction He was taking my life. I had injured my hand and my stay-at-home life was turned upside-down. God used that time to start Mills Creative Minds and give me a clear vision for the future. Goals to achieve for His name, to accomplish His will.

Now I’m in a similar situation. I’ve been working 20-30 hours a week on making Mills Creative Minds a reality, and now my work week has been scaled down to zero. Even when Kyler goes back to school and Kim goes back to work in August, I’ll still be juggling Kaleb and Kara at home. I predict what little time I’ll have to myself will be spent in full-blown nap mode, recovering from the day.

So on one hand, I’m concerned. How do I make progress when I have less time to work? How do I move forward with the goals in my heart? It seems impossible, and depressing.

On the other hand, I’m cool with it all. It’s obvious that God gave us a baby at this time - Right Now - so instead of questioning His timing I might as well smile and accept her as the gift of God she is. God’s given me a goal, and He’s given me responsibilities. It’s up to me to figure out how to balance them out, how to prioritize them accordingly.

So I’m going to be working on that the next few months. Focusing on God. On fostering a basic, dependent relationship with the Creator of the universe. And devoting time to my family. Spending the fleeting time I have with them, while I have it. Not worrying about how God’s going to make everything happen. But trusting that He will. In His way. In His time.

- Kevin

Attention Speedfreaks.

June 2nd, 2009

I’ve noticed a strange phenomenon in my life the past few months. It wasn’t obvious at first, but the more I’ve tested it, the more I see a pattern emerging. A clear pattern. A disturbing pattern. An oddly… comforting… pattern.

God is using my own words against me.

You see, at any given moment in my day I’m often hit with some kind of insight. It might be profound, it might be mundane, but if I feel it strongly enough I don’t hesitate to slap it up on Twitter or Facebook and let those in my sphere know. I feel it. I think it. I write it. BOOM! It’s out there.

For instance, last week I was listening to BT’s “Somnambulist (Simply Being Loved),” and some of the lyrics were about how people are always so rushed that they constantly feel there’s not enough time, not enough love. I was moved by what I heard (how can you NOT be moved by something BT orchestrates?!? Just LISTEN to it! See the widget at the end of this post). (Fun Fact: this song is in the 2003 Guinness Book of World Records for the largest number of vocal edits at 6,178).

A few minutes later I wrote something along the lines of:

“When will we realize that there’s more than enough to go around? Love, time, money. It’s all a gift from Him.”

Deep, profound thoughts, right? Well, to some at least. To others, they’ll read it and say “Pfiffle” or “Balderdash” or some equally outdated exclamation. They’ll immediately try to discount what I’m saying. Based on their own experiences and disappointments in life, their mind will immediately conjure up why this ISN’T true.

I’m one of those people. Or at least I was last night.

This is how it works: I typically write something semi-deep or share whatever sagely insight I can muster up at the time, and not a day or two later, I’m on the other end of the spectrum. The pendulum completes its swing, and suddenly I’M the one who needs to hear the words. That’s what God does. He somehow gives me the very insight or direction I’ll need THROUGH me. AHEAD of time. (Yes, it is just as bizarre and sci-fi as it sounds.)

Last night? Well, last night I was quietly freaking out (as is my way). I felt like I have so much to do. Work on the Mills Creative Minds investor paperwork. Work on the book proposal & query letter. Work on the latest Mills newsletter. Work. Work. Work. And so little time! I lamented about the fact that I “just don’t have enough time!”

And Kim, my lovely and oh-so-wise wife of 16 years, quietly reminded me of my very own words just a few days ago. And I scoffed. Loudly. I scoffed at my own words and advice. I felt like calling the writer an idiot, because he OBVIOUSLY doesn’t know what he’s talking about or the circumstances surrounding MY life.

But I was wrong. (And, in God’s twisted and timely way, I was right.)

I DO have enough time. The squeezing I feel? That chest-crushing weight that’s bearing down on me like an 800-pound gorilla? It’s of my own making. I’ve created these self-imposed deadlines, to achieve this doohicky by this certain day, or finish working on that widget by this specific time. It’s all in my head. All of it.

So what if I don’t finish everything at the exact time I planned to? What, exactly is the end result? If I choose to freak out, then I get to turn the screw a little tighter and bear the weight of a false failure. If I choose to accept the shortcoming and adapt to the new timeline, then I pick myself back up and dig in the next day.

Yeah. I think I’m gonna go for door number two, please.

But here’s the thing: we don’t typically take the time to choose. Most of the time we spin through our lives at a hectic pace, stopping only long enough to pee and fill up on caffeine. If we took the time to slow down, to honestly Slow Down and look at our lives and the pressures bearing down on us, we’ll find a lot of them are in our heads. Figments of our over-active imaginations. Illusions.

So take these words to heart. Kevin. (Yes, I’m talking to YOU, Kevin, ’cause if history is any indicator, you’re gonna need to hear this in about 48 hours.) Slow down. Take a deep breath, clear your head and SLOW DOWN. Trust me, it will be better for everyone this way. You, your family, your friends, your dog. Everyone.

It’s a choice. My prayer today is that anyone reading this will choose the right one. Let this scripture below sink deeply into your spirit, because the words are powerful, and they can change the very course of your life if you let them.

“Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind.” - Ecclesiastes 4:6

- Kevin

P.S. I also highly recommend Richard Carlson’s “Slowing Down To The Speed of Life: How to Create a More Peaceful, Simpler Life from the Inside Out.” Some of it’s a little touchy-feely, but the majority is spot-on in getting you to kill off your speed tendencies.

All Signs Point To Yes.

May 26th, 2009

What God is doing in my life is incredible.

First, the meetings with Matt Yubas are fantastic. Again, I’m able to read about his thoughts on licensing, manufacturing, marketing, etc. and interact with him three times a week. Even if I’m not getting specific answers to my personal projects, I’m just grateful for the chance to meet with him on a personal basis.

So, last Sunday night I had a dream. In it, I received a letter from Harvey Reese & Associates, a licensing agency that I had submitted an idea to last month. The letter said they were going to pass on the idea, but thanks anyway. The surprising thing was my reaction in the dream: I was okay with it. I recognized that not every idea of mine will be a home run, and I was ready to shop it around to the next guy.

Now, imagine my surprise when I received a letter in the mail on Monday. From Harvey Reese & Associates. And it said… they LIKED my idea! Not only that, but they want to represent it and try to find a licensing deal for it!

This. Is. Huge. Because not only is this the very idea that God put in my mind LAST May when I was praying about my future, but it’s also incredibly rare to have an idea picked up by them. I mean, can you imagine all the ideas that get submitted to them which are absolutely worthless? That are unoriginal or pre-existing on store shelves? But they not only liked my idea, they believe it will be profitable enough to try to pursue it. They BELIEVE in it!

This turn of events, along with last month’s investor and having a working relationship with a licensing agent and mentor only serves to emphasize EVEN MORE that God is with me and is showering me with His supernatural, unprecedented favor. Everywhere I turn, everything I read continues to confirm His plans for me. And far greater than that, His LOVE. God is astounding.

I read a book the other day about praise (”There’s Dynamite In Praise,” by Don Gossett), and it changed my perspective on it. Instead of being a bizarre, “Christianese” word like I’ve always understood it, my understanding of it became clearer. Praising God is just giving thanks to Him. Recognizing Him for who He is. And the best part? The Bible specifically says that God inhabits our praises.

So the next time I’m depressed, or afraid, or anxious or whatever - if I praise God in the middle of it, my outlook will change. Because those things can’t stand in the presence of an almighty, sovereign God and still have power over me. God covers over them, eclipses them completely. And that? That is SO COOL!!!

Lord, thank you so much. Let me not forget the mercies you’ve rained down upon me. I trust you, and I trust my future to Your hands. My success? It lies with You, and ONLY You. Amen.

Kevin

God: Either You Trust Him Or You Don’t.

May 8th, 2009

Some of you will recall that I spoke with a licensing agent here in Lubbock, Matt Yubas, last Tuesday. Well, to be honest he was rather underwhelmed by my screwdriver idea, and felt there would be simply too much competition at this point to justify his representing it right now. I knew that it would be a numbers game, and that even if ONE person doesn’t go gah-gah over it, I should still shop it around to others in the meantime. Get a few second opinions and all. Still, it was saddening, and I was pretty depressed for a day or two.

Then on Thursday, he calls me back, out of the blue. Seems he’s writing a book on Patents & Inventing, and he wanted to enlist my services as a reader. Someone who would take a look at the naked copy, make sure it made sense, and give him immediate feedback. In exchange, he’d be willing to answer any questions I might have regarding the information I read. He’d like to fast-track this, and meet 3 times a week, for an hour at a time.

I’ll be honest. When I first heard his offer, I wasn’t thrilled with the idea. I’d much rather have him evaluate more of my ideas for licensing potential than get info on patents (which very few of my ideas would even warrant…). But then I realized the true value in his offer: a relationship.

Even if I don’t get much out of the book itself (and so far, I’m getting a lot), I’ll be establishing a relationship as a respected peer with a guy who’s been licensing ideas for over 20 years. In a very real way, I’ll be establishing a relationship with an inventing mentor. PLUS, instead of just reading a book about the in’s and out’s of inventing and hoping I pick up the info inside, I’m able to interact with and have a dialogue with the AUTHOR, getting clarification or insight into any areas that are unclear. This is HUGE.

This experience has underscored the fact that God truly IS the ONLY way I’m going to have success as an inventor and an author. I didn’t have anything to do with Matt’s calling me back for the offer. That was totally God working in the background, and I recognize it and praise Him for it.

And you know what? This has also served to kill off any fears I might have had about the future. Do I need to worry about matching my ideas with the right manufacturer? Nope. God’s got it covered. Should I freak out about finding a literary agent and a publisher for my book? No reason - God’s got it all planned out for me.

Every fear and concern that I’ve had over the last year - “How am I going to do this?” “What if I make a mistake?” “How will I meet the right people?” - they’re all shrinking in the reality of His glory and ultimate control. I don’t have to worry about a THING. I can take my hands off wheel and let Him drive my life, and not worry whether we’re headed for a cliff or into an oncoming semi-trailer or what. He KNOWS what I need, and He’ll only give me what’s best for me. I can TRUST Him.

There’s something else, though. I’ve had two separate people (both spiritual mentors in my life) say that things are about to change for me, in a big way. They both say that I need to get ready to “hold on” and that things are going to move quickly. Two completely separate individuals, two separate occasions. I have no idea what they’re talking about, and whether they’re referring to Mills Creative Minds or the Baby book (or having a baby girl pop out of Kim in late June), but I’m trying to stay as centered and laid-back as I typically am. So there’s that to chew on.

Lastly, I went to talk to a CPA about the visions and goals I have for Mills Creative Minds, and about opening it up for investors. He completely related to what God’s put in my heart, and reassured me that I’m on the right path, hearing from God correctly.

Regarding investors, it was never my plan to have any. I HAVE a small amount of seed money to start Mills Creative Minds, and He’s shown me how to accomplish my goals without spending a fortune. But He’s really put it on my heart that I should open up the company to investors and allow those who want to support it financially - with a lifetime payout - to do so.

So I’m still working out the details, but the plan is to allow those who are interested to invest in Mills Creative Minds, with a ratio of 1% per $1,000 given. (Or .5% for $500, .1 / $100, etc.) This would be for the life of the company. As in, for every dollar that’s paid to me, 50 cents will go toward churches & charities, with another 20 cents set aside for discretionary giving. The other 30 cents is what I would profit myself, and it’s off of this 30% that investors would be paid.

I’ll be working out the details in the few weeks, but if anyone’s interested or feels called to do this, just drop me an e-mail (kevin @ millscreativeminds .com - no spaces). The only requirement that I know I’ll have from the outset is that you’re willing to pray. Not only for the company and for specific licensing deals & partnerships, but also for Ray & Laura Pittman. They’re the primary reason I started down this road, and having extra prayer support is vital to their accomplishing what God’s called them to do.

To be honest, the idea of investors made me quite uncomfortable at first. Not that I don’t want to share the money. I LOVE sharing, as most of you know. But just working through the logistics of it all, going about it wisely, etc.  So last month I was praying one night, basically looking for an out. “God,” I said, “If You REALLY want me to open Mills Creative Minds up to investors, then You’re going to have to make it absolutely, positively clear. Give me a sign this next week, an irrefutable sign, so I’ll know this is straight from YOU and not just my mind playing tricks on me.”

The next day someone sent me $1,000.

Unsolicited. Before I even opened it up for investors.

So, yeah. God can be pretty clear when He wants you to do something. And He is absolutely trustworthy when you know He’s called you to do something. There’s no need to freak out anymore. Just pursue Him, listen to His whispers, and obey what He calls you to do.

And then make the choice to TRUST HIM. It’s not a feeling or wishful thinking: it’s a choice. No matter how things look or what it seems is going to happen (or NOT happen), make a decision today to have a stubborn faith and Trust Him.

Because God’s worthy of your trust.

- Kevin

Habakkuk 3:17-19

Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls,

Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.

The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to go on the heights.