And counting...
I woke up this morning and thought to myself, wow, it's Tuesday.
And not just any Tuesday, either. Tuesday July 25, 2006. It's the only July 25, 2006, I might add, that I'm ever going to get.
So I got up and showered and ate breakfast for once and talked to my mom and got ready for work with this awareness that yes, today only happens once, and I wonder what I'll know tomorrow that I don't know today.
I know I'm looking forward to small group tonight at my house; I really love the atmosphere in the house when we're all there together, talking through and sorting out what it means to be on the journey together.
It occurs to be now as I sit here typing that perhaps a consequence of my age and somewhat limited experience is this pervading sense of "this is it"-ness that seems to pop up in my thought patterns sometimes. It's true that you hit rock bottom periodically, and while if you're anything like me you probably spend large amounts of energy trying to learn stupid junk other people do in order to avoid this, it happens, and that's usually when that sense of holy crap, I think the damage is permanent sets in.
john Ortberg writes that the possibility of change is the essence of hope. Aaron Beck is quoted as saying that the single belief most toxic to a relationship is the belief that the other person cannot change.
It's true that authentic spiritual formation takes time, but it's equally true that for those of us who belong to God, it is happening, as surely as I'm sitting here almost late for work, because it's ultimately His job, not mine or anyone else's.
Nice thought.
Today is my one Tuesday, July 25, 2006. Bring it on!
And not just any Tuesday, either. Tuesday July 25, 2006. It's the only July 25, 2006, I might add, that I'm ever going to get.
So I got up and showered and ate breakfast for once and talked to my mom and got ready for work with this awareness that yes, today only happens once, and I wonder what I'll know tomorrow that I don't know today.
I know I'm looking forward to small group tonight at my house; I really love the atmosphere in the house when we're all there together, talking through and sorting out what it means to be on the journey together.
It occurs to be now as I sit here typing that perhaps a consequence of my age and somewhat limited experience is this pervading sense of "this is it"-ness that seems to pop up in my thought patterns sometimes. It's true that you hit rock bottom periodically, and while if you're anything like me you probably spend large amounts of energy trying to learn stupid junk other people do in order to avoid this, it happens, and that's usually when that sense of holy crap, I think the damage is permanent sets in.
john Ortberg writes that the possibility of change is the essence of hope. Aaron Beck is quoted as saying that the single belief most toxic to a relationship is the belief that the other person cannot change.
It's true that authentic spiritual formation takes time, but it's equally true that for those of us who belong to God, it is happening, as surely as I'm sitting here almost late for work, because it's ultimately His job, not mine or anyone else's.
Nice thought.
Today is my one Tuesday, July 25, 2006. Bring it on!