so remember when I said I would try to blog more? like 2 posts ago, I planned on writing every other day or so? well, while it may seem I've botched that, in all truth, I really just took a break for my birthday. who wants to blog on their birthday?
anyways, year 27 is here for me. It's so far about the same as 26. Frankly, it's the same as 25 too, in some ways at least. We'll undergo some major changes this year though, most of which will happen this summer. (that means baby time for those of you I haven't seen in person lately) In all honesty, I'm ready for things to change. All of life has some level of change in it, jobs, money situation, having things payed off or being in debt still. But one thing we lack is big changes it seems. Like for me, I know that the person I was in early high school is dramatically different from the person I was in late high school. And the person I was then isn't the same as I was in college. And I shouldn't be the same either. I should be constantly changing and growing as a person, and as a follower of Jesus. And that's the part that should change the most, but for me and for others too I'd guess, that's the part we never change enough of. Not that we should be rocked by every little thing, but if Jesus in all his bigness is really living in me, then why am I not changing and growing in that identity more and more? Are we scared of the change? Is it a lack of commitment? Or do we just not pay enough attention to see the opportunity to change and not take it?
As the caffeine junky I am, I had coffee with a good friend last week. He put it this way: we don't have enough adventure in our lives. His neighbor across the street for example. He lives in a neighborhood in mid-Oklahoma City, near a historic neighborhood, but not IN the historic neighborhood. Not the newest or richest place by any means, but not a horrible place either. But this guy was WAY involved in the Apollo project back in the day. So he's a NASA genius. But when NASA decided to do away with Apollo, he got laid off. His wife freaked out about it and left him, and he decided to travel for almost 2 years, just going places. Now he lives in a fair house in a fair neighborhood just living and doing his thing. While that might seem a bit mundane, he did something really amazing at some point in his life. Had a hand in putting people on the moon! And somehow, things didn't pan out like he hoped, but he still found adventure and things to do with himself. My question is: are we all so obsessed with having a new house, new cars, and the american dream, that we chase "the dream" generic when our own dream might be staring us in the face where we are? What if this generic thing we all chase of a house, kids, and vacation wasn't for all of us? I bet it isn't. But do we chase "specific" dreams for ourselves at all? Or do we lose them to the american dream?
gotta go staff meeting time. hope to hear back from you.
live deeper. . .
