Over Mother's Day weekend earlier this month, Melissa and I had all four kids together with us for the first time in about 7 months. It was wonderful.
Caleb came home from El Paso for a friend's wedding. Hannah decided last minute to make the drive from Myrtle Beach. Her arrival Saturday night was a surprise to Melissa, who was watering flowers in the backyard when Hannah walked through the gate. It made for a memorable scene of pure joy as Melissa screamed "NO WAY!" and ran toward Hannah, hands waving wildly over her head.
Just look at how blessed I am:
At some point over the weekend, as family members were hovering around the kitchen table, there was a discussion on some topic I don't even remember now. The only thing I DO remember was that one of my kids asked, "When are you going to start a podcast, Dad?"
The question seemed half-joke and half-serious. And it was reinforced by a couple of the other three chiming in: "Yeah, why don't you?"
I'll tell you why: because every other person is doing a podcast these days. And very few of the amateurs are doing them well. And most of the small ones seem like a lot of effort to effectively shout into the void.
So that was my answer.
Until it got reframed in my mind yesterday morning.
Yes, there are way too many podcasts. BUT, there aren't nearly enough mentors.
So the question becomes, "Could a podcast function like a mentoring relationship, at least to some significant extent?"
And I'm thinking maybe it could. And maybe I will try.
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