Options options options
Apple or Microsoft?
Private or public school?
Democrat or Republican?
The red pill or the blue pill?
Options options options.
Yesterday I had one. Today I have two. Tomorrow I’ll have too many and I’ll wish I had a clue. I’ll wish things were simpler. Remember Blue‘s Clues? When I was younger options seemed simpler. Like everything was almost color coordinated up to the final curtain call as night would fall;
“Time for supper!”
That was the childhood curtain call. That was simple. Play outside, don’t break anything (bones or otherwise), and be home for supper.
You know that friend that can never make their mind up? You pull up to the drive through and start giving your order only to wait for your friend to figure out that they want. Sometimes I am that person.
But I don’t mean that I can’t decide what I want for lunch. What I mean is that I can’t decide who to give my most valuable possession to. Given the weight of the thing, it seems only right that I take everything into consideration before making a decision. I’m afraid this isn’t as simple as the red pill or the blue pill.
Now, please don’t impose yourself here to know what I mean. For the moment I want you to ask yourself, “Who should I give my time to?” not “Who do I give my time to?”
There’s no rush.
Think about it. When you’ve got an answer start reading again.
I’m a beggar telling other beggars where to find food.
Real food is needed. Real truth is where unction meets function. Disciples will not be made until our pride is reduced like hide.
Life is built upon life. Cheap tricks won’t save a life lost in a cave. We won’t use banana splits or any other gimmicks that are only counterproductive and destructive.
How many times will the youth pastor shave his head before he saves the spiritually dead? Continue reading
And when I’m depressed you reflect the last things I’ve said. And when I’m down you’re up, so I want to keep you there by avoiding communications touch.
When I see you I try to consider your experiences. I try to consider your pain. However in vain, my attempts may be, I feel a need to continue this search committees plea. The search committee of all my thoughts and me. I play the songs on repeat trying to listen to escape this feeling of defeat. Continue reading
I held Holy light
It did not fade. Continue reading
The Christian is always waking up. Like the boy who inquires as to why he must take a bath since he will inevitably become dirty again, is the man who inquires why he must get out of bed even though he will come back to that same bed. Continue reading
Doing the right thing is having integrity regardless of bling. Good is declining your selfish desire when it calls with a charming ring. Who’s phone call will you answer; God’s or yours? Ring ring … one is good and one is bling. Continue reading
Doing things with my hands.
Working, and learning, and making new friends.
I had inspiration today.
I went to write it down,
But by then it went away. Continue reading