Showing posts from October, 2013

Let's Walk

Tonight as I walked to my car with a friend I realized what can happen over a few steps. As we ventured to the parking lot the conversation changed. It's not that it was better or worse than the few minutes prior but it became more personal. In a classroom, sure, we can talk. However, the distractions of other conversations and people coming and going bar communication to a certain stand-still. I may genuinely want to know how you are doing and will ask when in this setting. But if truly desiring an honest and complete response, this is not the setting to elicit that. Maybe this is just me and my "quality time" preferences manifesting itself...regardless though, I think that the level of communication differs with walking.
When I consider my responses it is interesting how they vary across settings. As an introvert, they should be more determined by the people who I am with. Instead though, the level of genuine interest in another - anyone really - and the willingness to…

Running from...

This song has been on repeat frequently during my long runs the last two weeks. When it's just you and hours on your feet, one mile after another, there is a lot of time to think, pray, and wonder. Audrey Assad is one of my favorites, but I really like the lyrics to this song in particular. In talking about the Irrational Mind I think we overlook what some of the thoughts or battles that we are running from. What might that look like in your life?

There's a train leaving your heart tonight.
There's a silence inside your head and you're running from it.
Down the tracks on a midnight line.
There's a red moon in the sky and you're running from it.
But I'm coming for you wherever you go.
Wrestling angels till dawn breaks through
There's a blessing in the wound and you're running from it.
When all your demons are at your door
it's a soldier they're looking for and you're running from it.
But I'm coming for you wherever you go.
Across the sea, the s…

The Rational Mind: The "IT" Factor

What is that necessary component that all things need to survive?
We all know of that student who by their test scores and past performance have no business pursuing the program they are in -- and yet they are the ones who actually complete the readings prior to class, take notes, study, and ask questions. They may not be the A student but are earning their B and asked later on down the road to explain the material, they are able to articulate the concepts with a profound understanding. 
There's the friend who is riding more than just the struggle bus. They look fine to those who are just passing by, maybe even to friends. But inside them rages a fierce battle. The midlife crisis has hit them a quarter of a century early and they are hard pressed on every side, searching for meaning and truth. A sickness or an identity crisis that would rob most anyone of their joy and hope is the birthplace of transformation. You watch this friend in their fight and instead of concessions to the un…