Tuesday...

Tuesday night was one of those nights that restores your sanity. When you read a lot of books, listen to a bunch of sermons, and interact with college students, you get the feeling that all the world is just a bunch of big ideas. You fret over whether you are a part of those big ideas or if you have found the right big idea. When that happens, I begin to get frantic. The pace of my life speeds up, and all the sudden I have less time than I can manage. The world begins to blur because you can't focus fast enough from thing to thing.

Tuesday night reminded me there's more to life than being successful. Life is: a run and dinner with your girlfriend, a haircut from a friend, a time to relax watching a baseball game, reading a book until you are too tired to keep your mind on the page.

Abbie had a wonderful talk. We neither complained nor griped about our lives, stayed mostly away from talking ministry, and focused on how each other was doing. Jim came home and inhaled a tuna melt, and I asked him for a hair cut. What followed was a mundane scene that struck me as hilarious. (Wes Anderson take note) We had a chair in the kitchen where my hair was cut. If you had walked in kitchen after that you would have seen me with no shirt, covered in my own hair clippings, trimming my goatee, Jim squatted like a frog cutting his hair, and an empty wooden chair. I don't know why, but that scene resonates in my soul as something that makes sense.

Maybe, life is not built on the big moments and ideas, but the little ones. We don't have relationships with people unless we spend time with them. We can't deal with life if don't have downtime. We can't impress others if we don't take care of ourselves. And, we will never dream if we don't sleep.

namaste

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