Friday, June 17, 2005
For It To Be Real, You Gotta Feel It
Life is interactive. No such thing as non-interactive living.
Last night, I went to a going-away party for someone who helped us start our church. Everyone went around the room and told what they liked about the person. It was like a funeral with the body still flapping! We felt the good pain of the good-bye.
Last week I got an email from a young church planter. Their funding is about to run out--but their church is now taking off. The timing is incredible. I heard fear in his voice when I talked to him and he told me he thought everything would be ok…but what if it isn’t? He felt that famous duo of uncertainty and excitement at the same time.
Last night, my daughter and I surfed the web for the right college for her. Looked at cost, entrance requirements--all of that. I felt the joy of excitement of her going off to college along with sadness and fear--that I dared not let her see-- of her no longer being with us. Proud and sad. Releasing, but not wanting to let go, is like a thunderstorm in your soul.
Yesterday morning as I ran, I felt a lot of pain in my left hamstring, but I kept running. I felt more determined. I finished the run--a pathetic run--but I finished it.
When it’s all said and done, I don’t believe the key question is, "How do you feel?" But, "What will you do with what you feel?" Will your feelings push you back or drive you forward? Will your feelings bring you down or will you master them?
This is too heavy to think about. I need some BB (Blue Bell--Texas Ice Cream)--but I need to run more?
Last night, I went to a going-away party for someone who helped us start our church. Everyone went around the room and told what they liked about the person. It was like a funeral with the body still flapping! We felt the good pain of the good-bye.
Last week I got an email from a young church planter. Their funding is about to run out--but their church is now taking off. The timing is incredible. I heard fear in his voice when I talked to him and he told me he thought everything would be ok…but what if it isn’t? He felt that famous duo of uncertainty and excitement at the same time.
Last night, my daughter and I surfed the web for the right college for her. Looked at cost, entrance requirements--all of that. I felt the joy of excitement of her going off to college along with sadness and fear--that I dared not let her see-- of her no longer being with us. Proud and sad. Releasing, but not wanting to let go, is like a thunderstorm in your soul.
Yesterday morning as I ran, I felt a lot of pain in my left hamstring, but I kept running. I felt more determined. I finished the run--a pathetic run--but I finished it.
When it’s all said and done, I don’t believe the key question is, "How do you feel?" But, "What will you do with what you feel?" Will your feelings push you back or drive you forward? Will your feelings bring you down or will you master them?
This is too heavy to think about. I need some BB (Blue Bell--Texas Ice Cream)--but I need to run more?
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