Living with Mr. Perfect

There’s this guy I know, he talks to me almost every day.  Drives me nuts.  If he were a twitter follower, I’d block him.  If he were a facebook friend I’d nix him.  But it’s not that easy.

I have to learn to live with him.

while I’m waiting

We are all waiting for something.  Waiting for the weekend.  Waiting for vacation.  Waiting for a raise. Waiting for our call-back date.

Waiting to have kids.  Waiting for them to go to school. Waiting for the kids to come home.  Waiting for them to go back.

We’re waiting for the day to start.  Waiting for the day to be over.  Waiting for tomorrow.

We’re waiting for things to get easier.  Waiting for things to go back to normal.   Waiting for relief.  Waiting for a break.

Waiting… waiting… waiting…

If we’re not careful, we can let waiting wear away at what should be permanent.  A long season of waiting can carve away at our hearts until we end up with a grand canyon of the soul.

water cooler conversations…

…without the water cooler.

Yeah, we have one here where I work, but this talk wasn’t anywhere near it.

Journal entry – 2.10.2009

“I come to you in pieces so you can make me whole.”
- RED, End of Silence, Pieces

Yesterdays, todays and tomorrows

Like many I suppose, I live in a tension between pursuing the bigness of God’s will for my life, and doing daily chores that seem to have little to do with it.  I’m not all that bright, and I don’t see how some of the mundane things I do have anything to do with a grand purpose, plan, or direction.

I literally woke up this morning with a different perspective.

Pencils and Highlighters

[Jesus] sat down and summoned the Twelve. “So you want first place? Then take the last place. Be the servant of all.” – Mark 9.35 (MSG)

In my world and from my perspective, the people who rock, who are doing the most important work on the planet, are those employed by the church.  They endeavor to spend their human energies communicating the most paramount message in human history: Creator God loves His Creation. 

It’s how I see the world. 

pencils and highlighters

wink

Do you know anyone who winks? I do. I don’t think I have ever winked at anyone. But I have a few buddies who are wink-ers. Usually, just before I am about to do something that makes me incredibly nervous, (like singing in church), one of them will throw me a quick wink.  At a moment like that, a wink says to me “bring it.” It’s a little dose of encouragement.  I am convinced they have no idea what that does inside me.

Do you want to know something? I believe God is winking at us.

thought-quake

Ever have a thought that, once you though it, so changed your thinking that you can never go back to the days before that thought?  I have.  Just recently.  At the mens’ retreat for GCC last weekend.