Well, it's been 23 days since my first blog entry. It's not that nothing blog-worthy has occurred since my initial post. Actually, I've been doing some cool stuff: counseling a couple who are planning their wedding, developing leaders, connecting people into small groups and areas of ministry, filming a video to promote Submerge (youth camp) etc. It's just that the pace of life seems to take over, and blogging doesn't happen. This is good evidence to me that I need to take more time for reflection. Blogging could be the modern version of the almost lost art of meditation--to mull over ideas like a cow chewing the cud (yuck, I just threw up a little bit in my mouth...).
My blogging history is a testimony to the pace of my life and work. At the Hospital System I thought of life in annual terms revolving around the organizations budget cycle. Now at Seacoast, I tend to think of life in weekly chunks since that's how often Sunday rolls around. I've gone from 365 units of time per year to 52. It's a little like transitioning from riding a tricycle to being strapped to the nose cone of the Space Shuttle. It's an awesome ride, and I love it...but the increased pace of my life demands more reflection, meditation and general cud chewing so that I can be a more effective leader.
It's a matter of cultivating a discipline, and I've generally been pretty good at setting my mind to something and following through. So, my next goal is to reflect and blog again in less than 23 days from now. The question yet unanswered is whether my ruminations will be beneficial or just me 'blowing chunks'.
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