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The longer we live, the more obvious our abundant blessings appear. But like certain cartoon characters, we never seem to learn. For example, Wile E. Coyote in the Looney Tunes Road Runner show.
I mean, just the other day a news story told of African orphans with no parents, and no identity – not even a birthday. Can you imagine? A twisted conspiracy by the devil to shake our faith?
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Been awake for an hour now, but not fully, wide-eyed, awake.
Sort of a numb-awake, if that’s even a term. The kind of semi-conscious consciousness from working really hard at something and having “sore muscles” from it.
Except, these muscles aren’t physical, they’re spiritual. Ever think so much, or meditate so much that you’re mind and spirit are foggy the next day? Perhaps it’s the equivalent of a hangover, without the nausea.
So many people are struggling with so many things. It’s everywhere and affects everyone. It overwhelms me.
And I often feel guilty.
Do you ever feel similar to this?
Crazy thing is, it’s always been like this.
So it deserves more dialogue, if for no other reason than to clear some thoughts, or at the very least, grab the right folder.
Why do followers want passion?
Forgive me please. A few days ago, I promised to elaborate. So here it is.
Why do followers want passion? Pardon the boldness, but isn’t it obvious?
No. Seriously. Isn’t it obvious?
Who the heck wants to follow someone who doesn’t have passion?
Think about what it is that you admire in truly great leaders.
Passion usually revolves around wanting to do something very important, but with this caveat – to do something important even better. To do more of it.
And the funny thing is, the passion is so overwhelming, that others are drawn to it beyond their control.
Moses, Paul, Peter, John, Mary. Ya with me?
Jesus.
Saturday’s post naming my top three favorite Christian artists, didn’t mention Mark Schultz. Why? It contained only the top three.
My good friend Craig reminded me of Mark Schultz – he’s number four. One song of his is particularly poignant, “He’s My Son“.
Here’s a 1 1/2 minute version capturing the essence. There were many, many nights, before our son’s disease was diagnosed that we felt fairly helpless. Not that we no longer do, but we at least know what we are dealing with.
Is today the day our eyes will be opened?
Do you look around at the path you’re on? I mean every day. Day in and day out. I try really hard to.
How can we not? Unless we have no idea what our goals are.
What are your big goals?
Too much to think about, right?
Overwhelming, right?
It will be if we’re not careful. And that’s what motivates me.