A+ha.

Breathe.

I was having a hard time focusing on my workout this morning. Not because I didn't want to. I did. Really. But sweat was dripping in my eyes. My feet felt like cement blocks. My abs felt as though they were being torn apart. It wasn't pretty. So when I heard a perky little voice from the front of the room say, "Only one more minute until we switch it up!!" my first thought was "#*$@!" quickly followed by "you've got to be freaking kidding me..." and a whole lot more swearing.

*Note: I believe those thoughts were all in my head. I apologize to those around me if they weren't. 

Anyway, just as the swearing in my mind was hitting a crescendo, the perky voice came back with: "And don't forget to breathe..." which prompted the voices in my head to laugh hysterically. "Breathe? Who can breathe? I'm trying too hard to do these crunches..." 

Oh. Yeah. I heard it. "I'm trying to hard..." Breathe. D'oh.

I could translate this gem of an insight into hundreds of different feel good "Aren't we all just trying too hard?" stories about work, family, relationships, government, religion or any other hot-button topic. But I'm not going to. Not right now, anyway. You get it. I get it. We all get it. It's the simple truth that makes life less painful, way more full and a whole lot more fun:

Stop trying so damn hard. And don't forget to breathe. 

More to come...

You? A Minister? Huh.

"YOU? A minister? Huh. Wouldn't have guessed it." That's been the most common response to the "what do you do for a living" question that I hear when introducing myself in workshops, classes or at a convention. As I've spent a lot of time in workshops, classes and conventions this year (a LOT of time), I'd guess that I've heard this response at least...oh, say...a few hundred times. Easily a few hundred times. Usually I just smile and say, "Yup." But every now and then out of sheer curiosity I'll take the conversation one more step and ask, "Why does that surprise you?" I've found that the answer to that question is most often this one:

"Because you seem pretty (cool, sane, fun, approachable, easy going, open minded, decent)." 

Those things are all true, BTW. I am all of those things and more. And I'm a minister, too. In a Christian church. The United Church of Christ, to be exact. And I love it. I love being a minister. I love being a part of a church--a community where people sometimes agree and often times don't. I love it that we all get together week after week after week to share life and ask questions and wrestle with answers and wonder what it in the world it means to be fully human and fully holy. I love it that I can ask people what they are going to do with their "one wild and precious life" (thanks, Mary Oliver, for that beautiful image) and challenge them with Dr. Phil's "how's that working for you?" question, too. Because in their searching and reflecting, I get to search and reflect, too. That's the thing: we are in this life together. All of us. Connected. One. We belong to one another because we belong to God. 

And that's why I love the church. It's the best place I know to be reminded of these truths, to be reminded of who we are and to whom we belong, over and over and over again. Without these reminders, we forget. We start to think that life is all about us. And when we think that life is all about us, we lose our sense of compassion. We lose our sense of empathy. We become selfish and mean and generally downright awful people--and that's not good. Not good for us. Not good for our relationships. Not good for the world.

It saddens me to think that there are those in the world who don't associate "cool, sane, fun, approachable, easy going, open minded and decent" with the church. I hope to change that. 

I guess it's time...

The blog is back. After a loooooong hiatus, it's time to start blogging again. You can check out old blog posts about youth ministry, family stuff, and who-knows-what-else on these pages. Along with these topics, I hope to be sharing thoughts on community, the Enneagram, coaching, Integral Life and who-knows-what-else. We'll see what comes up. Suggestions for topics are always welcome. Happy reading.