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Scattered
Do you ever get in that place?
Trains of thought are only two cars long.
The “groove” is so shallow that it’s actually more like a “plain”.
The one task that really needs the focus keeps getting body-checked by ten others that don’t.
Yeah, I’m there.
Even so, life is actually quite enjoyable these days.
Shannon and I are in the midst of fun times together, as we adapt to life back at home. We’re on holiday from our weekly dance lessons but have traded it in for some weight-lifting a few times per week. We’re trying to add ripped-ness to our rhythm! Definitely time to get all the leftover Halloween candy out the door.
I’ve found my guitar in my hands more recently than I have for a long time. That’s not saying much, aside from the fact that I forgot how much fun this can be.
I did some great laughing and some fun strumming with friends last night.
I’ve re-connected with a childhood friend of mine over the past couple months. This has been one of my highlights since coming home. Simply an easy guy to enjoy. We’re lined up to get season tickets together for the 2007 Rider season, which of course, will finally be OUR year. I suspect that our lives have intersected for a reason; yes, even more than Riders tickets.
I’m playing on the Glen Elm Kings hockey team. My name’s got a goal beside it 5 of the last 6 games too. Yes sir, that’s 5 goals in the last 15 years from a once-again-rookie. Call me Malkin, if you must.
I decided to change my set-for-months sermon topic for Sunday just moments ago. Call me nuts, if you must.
I’m eating beef jerky at work today. Call me a hick, if you must.
I think the Toronto Raptors might win their division this year. Call me a dreamer, if you must.
I still count John Close among my closest friends. Call me desperate, if you must.
Yes sir, this is Scattered. Signing off…
Who We Are… for Real
In describing the way that “some people” live, a guy named Erich Fromm said this…
Today we come across an individual who behaves like an automaton, who does not know or understand himself, and the only person that he knows is the person that he is supposed to be, whose meaningless chatter has replaced communicative speech, whose synthetic smile has replaced genuine laughter, and whose sense of dull despair has taken the place of genuine pain. Two statements may be said concering this individual. One is that he suffers from defects of spontaneity and individuality which may seem to be incurable. At the same time it may be said of him that he does not differ essentially from the millions of the rest of us who walk upon this earth.
In the quest for a life that’s real and that makes real sense, thoughts about living out of who we really are (as opposed to who we should be or wish to be) just seem to strike a chord with me.
Sincere, genuine, simple, pure,… those are great words. I imagine those are great ways to live too.
As Matt Redman sings: “Now to live the life”.
I Knew It!
Researchers have finally figured out what I was already sure of… sitting up straight is over-rated! If you care, here’s the story: Don’t Sit up Straight.
Everlasting
Two songs that have been in on my mind lately contain that word.
Everlasting.
What a word!
Of course, the songs speak of God with that term. Truly, there’s nothing else to which such an adjective can be attached.
And that’s a good thing.
I’ve been taking some comfort these days in the fact that no struggle, circumstance, or feeling that I encounter is everlasting. No enemy, low point, or state of confusion can make that claim. That old saying “This too shall pass”… yeah, it’s true of everything.
Except for One.
And He gets the word “everlasting”, which means that hope always reigns and defeat is never for good, for those who belong to Him.
Some days, I really like that.