Hitting The Target With Self-Checkout

About a week ago, I was at an event sponsored by Focus Ministries. We were in small groups discussing discipleship and evangelism. An older man in our group mentioned the importance of building rapport and engaging with the supermarket cashier. Although I usually listen more than speak during these discussions, I couldn’t help myself.

“How are we supposed to do this when all of us are using self-checkout?,” I questioned, only half joking.

Well, if Target’s new policy catches on with the grocery industry, perhaps I should perfect my small talk with cashiers.

Very rarely does Target get things right but in this situation they might have.

On St. Patrick’s Day, Target implemented a “10 items or less” rule for its self-checkout lanes. If you fall within the quota you can use self-checkout but if you have 11 items or more you must use a traditional checkout lane with an actual human being scanning your haul.

Target doesn’t get a lot right, but I have to hand it to them on this one. Although I use self-checkout a lot when I have more than 10 items, I understand the policy.

Let’s be honest, the self-checkout concept was intended to speed things along for people with a light grocery cart. It was basically Express Lane 2.0. But as people got more and more comfortable with self-checkout, they naturally started to use it at the conclusion of their once-per-week Sunday grocery outing.

This defeats the purpose because it removes all efficiency from self-checkout. It really is tough to scan a full cart by yourself without slowing down the process by paging the self-checkout employee for one reason or the other. Need your produce properly scanned? Or your ID checked for alcohol? Or the “wait for assistance” prompt cleared? Or assistance with inserting that coupon? Or one of the hundred different things you need to bother that poor solitary employee with? Yep, you aren’t scanning 30 items without their help.

For me personally? I suck so much time at the self-checkout because my kids demand that they “help” scan the items. Yes, Sloan and Beau are well-intentioned but my patience always dwindles when my 4-year-old takes an eternity to scan a loaf of bread. To now have the excuse to visit a traditional lane because we have too many items is very much appreciated.

A dozen years ago I wrote a blog post about self-checkout and I concluded that the concept had a bright future. I think my prediction proved correct but tweaks are always needed. I hope other outlets follow the lead of Target. Don’t Blink.

Sloan’s Taylor Swift-Themed 7th Birthday Party

Watch a quick video of Sloan’s Taylor Swift-themed birthday party

There was no doubt the theme of Sloan’s birthday party this year. She developed into quite the Swiftie as a 6-year-old and for several months she had a pretty clear idea how she wanted to celebrate.

Are you ready for it?!…

We threw Sloan a Taylor Swift-themed birthday party!

On Saturday, March 16, 2024, Sloan had her 7th birthday party.

Thanks to Sidney’s creativity and the generosity of our friend, Fidela Perry, the party was just about as fun as attending an actual T.Swift concert.

Sloan had a great 7th birthday party.

Fidela ordered Taylor Swift Eras Tour VIP passes to make the girls feel special. She also ordered materials for a backdrop.

Each Swiftie was given a credential, microphone, and heart-shaped glasses.

Sidney turned our living room into an all-access backstage party hall. She spent a lot of time decorating, planning the party activities, and putting together a menu.

A look at Sidney’s handiwork.

Sloan and six of her best friends lived out their Taylor Swift dreams. They made friendship bracelets using a plentiful rainbow-assortment of beads…

The girls going through the line to pick up the materials they needed for their friendship bracelets.

I read to them the Taylor Swift Little Golden Book…

I read a Taylor Swift book at the party.

We negotiated with Disney+ to release the Eras Tour movie the night before the party so the girls could watch/sing along to it…

Thanks to lucky timing, the girls got to watch the Eras Tour movie.

Of course being a Swiftie requires a lot of enthusiasm so cake was needed to replenish energy levels…

Sidney bringing Sloan her cake.

And the backdrop provided a great spot to document the party animals who attended the special day…

These girls made the party so much fun!

The concert…I mean party…went off without a hitch. Sloan had so much fun and it was definitely her best birthday party yet. Even a dad like myself had a pretty good time 😉. Don’t Blink.

Lucky 7 For Sloan

Not too long after turning 6, Sloan brought home a certificate from school. She was really proud of it so we made sure to give it prominent placement on our refrigerator. The honor that the certificate bestowed? Most Likely to Brighten Your Day.

Sloan brought this certificate home in April 2023 and it was promptly placed on our refrigerator.

I think that piece of paper accurately described the essence of what it means to be around Sloan—especially this past year. Quite simply, if you spent a few minutes around her, chances are your outlook for the day grew just a bit sunnier. This effect she has on others is why Sidney’s adult friends want to hang out with her, why grocery store clerks give her extra stickers, and why her principal hand-picked her to provide on-camera testimony for the school’s marketing video.

I sure am proud of my 7-year-old. (photo cred: Ocean Simpson Photography)

But let’s get real here. I may be a proud dad but I am also realistic. Even though Sloan dressed up as a saint and was named Future Saint of the Week at school, she has a lot to improve upon before canonization 😂. Bossiness? Lack of Patience? Drama? Well, she’s working on it all…even if it might be listed in the job description of a newly minted 7-year-old.

Sloan dressed up as the Saint of all Saints at a St. Mary Family Faith Night in November.

With that said, her areas for improvement didn’t get in the way during her stint as a 6-year-old. Sloan had a fulfilling and busy trip around the sun. She read 500 books, played t-ball, tried soccer, lost teeth, proclaimed the Word of the Lord at mass, served as the guest announcer at a pro baseball game, ate Happy Meals, ran a drink stand, discovered Taylor Swift, jumped high in a bungee, and aced spelling test after spelling test.

Sloan played soccer for the first time this past year.

While I observed Sloan doing those things, I also had the blessing of directly making special memories with her. Searching for sand dollars as the sun rose on a vacation morning, taking her to a WSU football game, and bonding at the daddy/daughter dance are all highlights I hold dear from her past year.

Our official St. Mary Catholic School Daddy/Daughter Dance photo.

As I look forward to Sloan’s next 365 days, I can’t wait to see what is in store. I know her beautiful and genuine faith in God will continue to blossom. I know she will take our new neighborhood by storm as she makes friends. I know she will amaze Sid and I with her maturity and knowledge.

Thumbs up for knowing it is going to be a great 12 months as a 7-year-old.

And, I know for a fact that she will continue to brighten the days of others. Sloan, you are a special individual with a gigantic heart. I love you and am proud of you—happy birthday! Don’t Blink.

Past Sloan Birthday Posts
Sloan turns 6
Sloan turns 5
Sloan turns 4
Sloan turns 3
Sloan turns 2
Sloan turns 1

My Fourth Year At WSU: Elevation

Wow. Can it really be four years? I have now worked at Washington State University for the length of time between Presidential Elections, leap years, and Summer/Winter Olympiads. I guess I am a well-seasoned Coug by this point.

It’s crazy. I have now worked at WSU for four years.

Memory Lane

But even with the passing of four years, my vivid recollection of March 16, 2020 is sharp. I woke up early to meet my then-boss (shout out Dave Wasson!) at a gas station right outside of Spokane. I hopped in his truck and we drove to Pullman for my first day of work. What has now become an icebreaker/inside joke among my University Marketing and Communications colleagues, that mid-March Monday would be my only day in the office for a long time. That afternoon we received the directive to work from home indefinitely as COVID-19 shook our world.

That turbulent and unpredictable period in our world’s history ensured that my first 365 days at WSU centered on reacting. By the time my second year came around, although we were still dealing with the Coronavirus, I embraced the building stage which, in normal times, would have transpired during my rookie year. My third year was about emerging as I became more than a Zoom square and our social program made tangible, measurable progress.

My fourth year? It was all about elevating.

Because I am a NERD, I always like to wear the same outfit on my work anniversary that I wore on my first ever day of work at WSU.

Elevation

A year after our social program invested in brand marketing, amplified major university accomplishments, and presented on the national stage at conferences, we did more of the same in Year #4 but to a greater degree.

By the time my third year was wrapping up, our social program was active in the first two installments of our #GoCougsMeans brand marketing campaign. During my fourth year, I had the privilege of doing social media ad buys for the next seven installments of the campaign. Furthermore, I grabbed a front row seat for the additional brand marketing work we started with a nationally renowned agency (big things to come!). And when it came to amplifying major university accomplishments from both a paid and organic front, our social team was called upon for strategy and execution. Communication projects included the establishment of a pediatric medical residency, the breaking of ground on Schweitzer Engineering Hall, and the renewal of a partnership with Pullman Regional Hospital. Finally, after presenting at the American Marketing Association’s Higher Ed Conference with Pac-12 colleagues during my third year, I submitted a proposal this past year solely on behalf of WSU. Stacked against stiff competition, it was among the 11% of accepted proposals, paving the way for Cara Hoag and myself to present at the 2023 AMA Higher Ed Conference in Chicago.

I presented at the American Marketing Association Symposium for the Marketing of Higher Ed in Chicago in Nov. 2023.

Besides those prominent opportunities to elevate, I had many other chances to make an impact. Over the past 12 months, I ran paid campaigns for numerous campus partners, assumed the project manager role of our UMC team’s effort to recognize #WSU’s Top Ten Seniors, presented to communicators system-wide on a variety of social media topics, and provided consultation to numerous departments about social media strategy.

I had a lot of fun, too. In this fourth go-around I collaborated with the video team like never before as we made some creative and memorable videos (favorites include this, this, and this). In May, the WSU communicators conference led me to Everett where I hung with my colleagues throughout the Washington State University system for a couple days. When fall arrived, I covered the WSU vs. Wisconsin football game as we answered a certain question everyone wanted to know. Then, in February, we successfully launched a social media organic campaign called #CougCounties—a project that had hovered at the top of my goal sheet.

It was a lot of fun working with video during my fourth year at WSU.

Challenges

With all that said, seldom do you journey through a year without adversity. Our department helped navigate our university through some challenging times. The Idaho murder case/court proceedings continued to linger, our academic student employees went on strike, leadership was questioned, and budgets continue to hang in the balance.

And then there was the Pac-12. The way the “Conference of Champions” disintegrated that August day was sad and shocking. But any personal hurt feelings I harbored needed to be cast aside because the days and weeks that followed would prove to be a big lift. Statements, court cases, short term agreements, and so much more kept us on our toes. My responsibilities thrust me right into the thick of it.

Gratitude

But those challenges can’t cloud the positivity cultivated during my fourth year at WSU. While the highlights and growth are neat, the best part of my job is the UMC team I work with. I am constantly heartened by our team of writers, photographers, videographers, designers, and developers who go out of their way to support our social program. Without these colleagues, our social media presence would be shoddy at best. Well, at least it would be if I was the only member of our social team. I am grateful to have Matt Haugen serve as our social media manager—he can do a lot with a little as his passion for WSU leads him to do great things for our program.

I would also be remiss if I didn’t recognize a couple other team members who played a big role in my fourth year. Let me once again mention Cara Hoag, our enrollment management marketing director, who presented with me at the AMAs. Whether it was preparing for that major conference, driving to Everett together, or trying to pinpoint strategies to bring more students to WSU, it was so nice to work with her and also have someone to talk with about the daily joys and challenges of raising young kids. Also, our creative director, Eric Limburg, continued to go out of his way to make sure our social team always had everything we needed from a video/photo/design perspective. The conclusion of my fourth year at WSU coincides with Eric’s final month at the university. He landed an incredible job at another university and I will miss him a lot. Thanks for everything, Eric!

Cara and I collaborated a lot this year. This is us returning to Spokane from Everett.

Finally, what more can I say about my boss? Holly Sitzmann is invested in my success and the accomplishment of my goals. Her guidance in my development as a professional is what most employees can only dream of when it comes to their supervisor. But as I have said on numerous occasions, the support she gives me as a WSU employee is only outdone by the recognition she gives me as an individual. Holly allows me to put my family first and pursue the quirkiness and weirdness of the person I am. 😉

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I am thankful to be at WSU. In fact, two of the people I just mentioned—Holly and Eric—were on the search committee who brought me here…so special thanks to both of them! I am grateful for the opportunities I have been afforded and I hope to continue to contribute. I look forward to Year #5 as I try my best to rep the crimson and gray. GO COUGS! Don’t Blink.

Frassati Thursday Rundown

We are right in the middle of March—a time of madness, greenery, and a curly-haired girl’s birthday. Let’s get going with the latest Thursday Rundown…

March 14 – Yes, it is obviously Pi Day and I still believe this is one of the best videos that truly celebrates it. To this day, it ranks at the top of video projects I have worked on. But did you know it is also National Children’s Craft Day? This is a big day in the Reser household because Sloan has never participated in a craft she didn’t like. In fact, she naturally gravitated to the craft table when we visited the library this past weekend. And it is also National Potato Chip Day. Whether I am sampling the different flavors of Lay’s or testing for the best jalapeno potato chip, it is hard not to like this crunchy, salty snack.

Beau and Sloan work on a craft project at the library this past weekend.

Ready for Madness – The NCAA Tournament will be a little more exciting for me this year. After a 16-year hiatus, the Washington State University men’s basketball team will play in the Big Dance. The last time the Cougs played in the tourney I was rooting for them from my college dorm room. Throw in Gonzaga and I have two teams that I will be keeping close tabs on. Looking forward to Selection Sunday to find out where/when the Cougs and Zags will play.

In 2015, I traveled with the Chanticleer men’s basketball team to the NCAA tournament.

Finding Frassati – Last week I finished a book on Blessed Pier Giorgio Frassati, a man who is on the cusp of sainthood. Frassati was born in 1901 to a rich Italian family but would shun his wealth in favor of serving the poor. In fact, he spent so much time in the Turin slums that he ended up contracting polio and died when he was just 24. A handsome, athletic individual with an unshakeable faith and deep devotion to the poor, Pier Giorgio Frassati is a modern day hero to look up to.

I recently read “Finding Frassati.”

Fruit Roll Up Fun – The last time we experimented with Fruit Roll-Ups we were putting ice cream in them. This time, we were trying to figure out the mystery flavor! I am a big sucker for when brands do mystery flavor challenges so I wanted my children to experience the thrill as well. I purchased a box of the “classified flavor” Fruit Roll Ups and let Sloan give it a taste test. After considering the taste for a moment, her guess for the mystery flavor was grapefruit. After doing some internet searching it looks like the mystery flavor is mango—kind of close to grapefruit, right?

It was fun letting Sloan try the mystery flavor Fruit Roll Ups and hearing her thoughts on what it could be.

Wienerschnitzel – As what happens in Spokane when an iconic fast food chain opens in the area for the first time, Wienerschnitzel created quite a buzz. I have some things I will wait in a long drive-thru line for, but a hot dog isn’t one of them. My dad on the other hand?…

Last Saturday he brought me a Wienerschnitzel chili dog. I ate the small serving in about three bites and thought it was simply okay. Although the low prices fit the amount of food, I found nothing special about how it tasted. To me, Wienerschnitzel is the Taco Bell of hot dogs—cheap and average.

I was not impressed with Wienerschnitzel.

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Wishing everyone a happy St. Patrick’s Day. Be safe and remember to wear green. Don’t Blink.

Dinner Time Phone Call

I probably deserved what was to come because I committed the kitchen table cardinal sin.

At dinner last night, my phone rang. Instead of letting it just go to voicemail, I decided to pick it up. The number displayed an “843” area code (South Carolina) so I thought it could be important.

A re-enactment of the scene at our dinner table last night.

“Hello, this is Brent.”

“You hit me!” an agitated voice responded.

“Excuse me?”

“You hit my car!”

“I think you have the wrong person.”

“You hit my car…in the parking lot…there was a note!”

I was still a little confused at this point. The guy on the other line was irate and the best way I can describe his tone was that of a WWE wrestler airing out his grievances in the middle of the ring.

“It wasn’t me. I don’t live in South Carolina.”

“It was you. If you don’t pay me, I am going to come after you.”

This dude was yelling through the phone as Sid and the kids heard every word of the conversation. He became even more threatening to the point of saying he had “people” who were going to find me. But by this point, the threats didn’t unnerve me because I knew this had to be a hoax. In fact, it seemed to me like I was actually just talking to a recording.

Although I probably should have hung up, I entertained the call a little longer. It was all bravado and intimidation on the other end of the line. Prank phone calls are fun, I thought, but do they really have to be placed at dinner time?

The call ended with the guy demanding my insurance information. When I refused his “kind” request, the call went dead. Hmm…perhaps that was a red flag?

When I put down my phone, Sid told me it wasn’t simply a joke or kids experimenting with voice software. She said it was an outright scam with a goal to obtain personal information from me. In fact, she was mad that at one stage in the call I told him I lived in Spokane.

Of course we called the number back only to receive a recording that said, “Hi, thank you for your call. There seems to be an issue with the number you called. Please double check your number and try again.” We Googled the number as well, but didn’t find much.

Have you received an elaborate shakedown call like this recently? If so, I am interested to know about your experience and the angle they came at you with. I slept last night without the fear of “people” coming after me but a little disturbed at the lengths folks will go to scam you. Don’t Blink.

Ranking My State Flags

Last night, I read a book to the kids called “Stars and Stripes: The Story of the American Flag.” It told the story of how our country’s flag eventually came to be after many different iterations.

This book eventually led us to a conversation about state flags. We looked at an online poster of the 50 different flags and made sure to point out the one that represents the state we currently live in. Doing this was actually eye-opening to me. There are numerous bold and creative state flags that I had little idea about.

For this evening’s brief blog post, I wanted to rank the flags of the three states I have lived in during the course of my life.

This book was informative for the kids and it encouraged additional discussion.

#1. Washington – The state that I have lived in two different times in my life just stands out. There isn’t another green state flag in the nation. And let me tell you, the vibrant green hue of the Washington flag isn’t one that blends it. Classified as “Irish green,” Washington’s flag is just really…um…green? Ha! And then of course in the middle of that vast green landscape you have George Washington’s portrait, giving the banner of my state another distinction: the only state flag with a historical figure on it. It might not be aesthetically pleasing but I love my state flag!

Perhaps it is bias, but I like the obnoxious green color of the Washington flag.

#2. South Carolina – I really like the South Carolina flag for two reasons. First, I like its simplicity. You have the crescent and the palmetto tree against a blue background. No state seal, no scenic artwork, no words. Second, I appreciate its marketability. The crescent and palmetto tree are placed on everything in South Carolina and there is no doubt that when you see them, you think immediately of the state they represent. I sure enjoy drinking out of the pint glass I have in my cupboard that is adorned with the palmetto tree.

I like the simplicity and marketability of the South Carolina flag.

#3. Montana – Although I have it ranked at the bottom, the Montana flag isn’t bad, it just doesn’t stand out like Washington and South Carolina. I think it is neat that there is a nature depiction that characterizes Montana’s beauty but it is tough to see and other states have similar artwork. Also, whereas the Washington and South Carolina flags don’t need the name of their states spelled out in large letters to convey who they are, Montana obviously feels the need.

I admire the effort, but the Montana state flag isn’t my favorite.

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Have you lived in a state that you feel knocks it out of the park when it comes to the state flag? Full disclosure, my favorite state flag besides the one listed above is California. Another random thought: One of these days I think it would be cool for Sidney and I to have something made that combines both the Washington and South Carolina flags. Okay, I think I am done for tonight. I hope you have plenty of pride for the state flag that represents the state you hold most dear. Don’t Blink.

Safeway Thursday Rundown

Another week has seemed to speed by! Before it is gone for good, I want to tackle the Thursday Rundown. Here are my latest five topics…

Daddy/Daughter Official Photo – On Tuesday, Sloan was holding a manilla envelope when I picked her up. Inside that envelope was our photo from the St. Mary Daddy/Daughter Dance. Sloan looks beautiful! As for the other character in the picture? Ummm…not so much.

Our official St. Mary Catholic School Daddy/Daughter Dance photo.

Get In My Belly – I would try this in a heartbeat. Lucky Charms ice cream with Lucky Charms marshmallows infused with whipped topping and gold glitter? Yes please! I think I need to make a stop at Cold Stone at the end of the month. I always like to tell the story about my friend from high school who worked at Cold Stone and would occasionally bring me home the free ice cream she would get each shift. The friend knew I loved the peanut butter cup perfection creation and would go overboard loading it with toppings. Man, those were the days.

I want some of this!

National Cereal Day – If I don’t blink an eye when it comes to putting cereal on my ice cream, you can probably figure that I really enjoy it out of the bowl. To use the cliché, I am a “cereal killer” and I definitely have my favorites. A dozen years ago I named Rice Krispie Treats Cereal as my all-time favorite unhealthy cereal. In 2016 I wrote about my top healthy(ish) cereals as granola, Honey Bunches of Oats, and Cracklin’ Oat Bran made my shortlist. Last year to commemorate National Cereal Day, I thought “outside the bowl” by listing my top ways of consuming cereal when spoon and milk aren’t involved. However you happen to celebrate cereal, I hope you are able to do it today.

I love cereal and these cereal bowls we own!

Easter Pop-Its – I could hardly contain my excitement earlier this year when I discovered that TNT made “Exploding Hearts” for Valentine’s Day. Well, now they have Exploding Bunny Poop too. I love how TNT is expanding its trademark Pop-Its product beyond just Independence Day. Although I passed on actually buying the Exploding Hearts, I think I might have to give in with the Easter version; after all, they are just right across the street from me at Safeway.

I found Exploding Bunny Poop at Safeway.

Monopoly Birthday – Monopoly was created 91 years ago today. I played the game a lot as a kid but have not “rolled the Monopoly dice” in quite some time. As I brought up in a blog post from 2.5 years ago, I have the distinction of never testing my board game prowess on a specialized Monopoly set (i.e. WAZZU-Opoly, Spokane-Opoly, Cat-Opoly, etc.). If you are more adventurous than me, what specialized Monopoly game have you played?

Have you ever played a specialized Monopoly game before?

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Okay, that will do it for tonight. Thanks for your readership and have a fabulous weekend. Don’t Blink.

JoAnna Dalton: Mentor and Friend

Upon going to work at Coastal Carolina University, I was asked to author a social media blog on coastal.edu. I am all over this, I thought. After all, I already had my own personal blog and undoubtedly knew everything there was to know about writing. Such a humble mid-20s young professional I was 😂.

But my self-assumed command of the written word was tested when I received the edits to the first draft of my initial entry. The paper was covered in red ink. There must be some mistake. This person must not know “new age” writing, I reasoned.

“This person” was JoAnna Dalton, the university editor who worked in our University Marketing and Communication suite in an office right across from mine. I think JoAnna knew I would be a little shocked to discover I wasn’t as good at writing as I thought I was. So, after the initial surprise of a marked up paper wore off, she went over the edits with me. I polished the draft up and eventually published it on the website.

Joanna Dalton was a special person who meant a lot to me both professionally and personally.

Ensuing blog entries would come back heavily marked up as well—but with a little less red ink than the entry before. After getting over my ego, I realized that I was very fortunate to have JoAnna helping me out. I had never had a professional editor look over my writing before and I learned to embrace the incredible expertise that JoAnna possessed.

My arrogance turned to appreciation as JoAnna and I became great friends. She constantly filled my pen holder with Dum-Dum suckers, introduced me to Bo-Berry biscuits, and helped me navigate life in the South. We talked a lot about our lives outside of work. I became familiar with her daughter and I openly shared with JoAnna about the sweet girl I had started to date.

JoAnna was one of the office “moms” who looked after me during my first year in South Carolina. She reminded me to wear sunscreen, advised me on who I could trust, and always stopped at my desk to say “hello” at the beginning of the day. To know JoAnna was to know someone who was honest, funny, and caring.

We had a great team at CCU in the mid 2010s. Joanna is the third person lined up against the wall on the right half of the photo.

Under JoAnna’s tutelage, my writing improved immensely. I learned more about mechanics and AP Style from her than I could have ever hoped for. One day, I received a draft back from JoAnna that didn’t contain the typical heavy markings that my writing usually generated. Instead, most of the foreign ink was from a message she wrote at the top of the page: You are a really good writer.

That meant a lot.

JoAnna Dalton passed away on Feb. 27, 2024. I will surely cherish the memories I have of JoAnna and be forever thankful for the professional development she provided me. May eternal rest grant unto JoAnna, O’Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon her. Don’t Blink.

The Servant Song

Do you ever have an epiphany when it comes to the lyrics of a song? Hmm, let me ask a more pointed question. Have you ever thought you liked a song only to like it even more once you actually understood the lyrics?

As I mentioned in last night’s blog post, Sidney and I had the blessing of presenting at an Engaged Encounter weekend. But it just wasn’t us or our partner couple doing all the talking. A priest is always assigned to the weekend retreat team and plays a major role in conveying lessons and Catholic doctrine. We had the great fortune of having Fr. Pat Kerst on our squad.

At one point on Saturday, Fr. Pat passed out half sheets to all the couples. Copied on each sheet was a Catholic hymn called The Servant Song. Fr. Pat explained that the hymn wasn’t made with marriage specifically in mind but that he didn’t know of a better resource that so accurately depicted the essence and vocation of marriage.

The lyrics to “The Servant Song” are profound.

I was very familiar with The Servant Song, having heard it at mass on random Sundays throughout most of my life. But I had not taken the initiative to take a deep dive into the actual lyrics. I am so glad Fr. Pat brought it to my attention.

The song promotes the willingness to assume a Christ-like servant’s role to others over the course of a lifetime. It frames this service in the context of a journey that is filled with empathy, grace, suffering, and companionship. As I read the lyrics and digested them in context with my marriage to Sid, I couldn’t help but shed a tear or two.

After we dismissed the engaged couples to reflect on the lesson that was just completed, I played The Servant Song on my computer. It was even more beautiful than usual as I now knew and understood the profoundness of the lyrics. A couple more tears may have formed in my eyes 😉.

The half sheet with the song that Fr. Pat gave us is now on our refrigerator.

I encourage you tonight to listen to The Servant Song on YouTube. Listen carefully to each lyric and frame it within the context of your own marriage. I guarantee that you will go to bed with a greater conviction to “bear the load” for your spouse.

And, oh yeah, guess what? After Fr. Pat has brought up the song to couples at past retreats, some have actually decided to include The Servant Song in their weddings. I think Sid and I would have too. Don’t Blink.