When You Look

Jenny and I were driving into church Sunday morning when I snapped this pic from behind the wheel. We had views like this pretty much the entire drive in.

Jenny was especially impressed because her natural sleep patterns (ie, “not a morning person”) don’t allow her to catch many sunrises.

So often the most beautiful things in life are happening all the time without us even knowing. Change when you’re looking is as equally important as where you’re looking.

“Then Jacob awoke from his sleep and said, ‘Surely the LORD is in this place, and I did not know it.’” -Gen. 28:16

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Singled Out

Have you ever gotten a gift that’s thoughtfulness far outweighs it’s monetary value?

You mean, this car’s cash value is less than what it means to you, Christopher?

Nice. I wish.

I woke up this morning to a direct message on Twitter, sent last night by my friend Nathan Reimer. (I suppose the irony here is I’m posting his DM on a highly public forum):

“wish you were here with us at watkins glen tonight”

Included was the photograph above.

The point here is a very dear, old friend was thinking of me. And took a second to use technology, and a forum (Twitter) that’s usually expressly public, to single me out. It wasn’t even a pic of him or his gorgeous family; it was a sports car – vehicles we both love, harkening back to Europe – and of a locale close to his family (in-laws are in the auto business).

This is probably lost on most people, but I edited the photo with an old-envelope border reminiscent of letters I used to get from Portugal where Nathan grew up.

Nostalgia?

Heck yes.

But it has a point.

For all the naysayers, social media does work (or else it wouldn’t be so popular). Because it connects people along the thoroughfare of shared experiences and – therefore – memories.

So give a friend a memory today. An old one. A new one. But single them out. Then leave a comment below; I’d love to know what you did and why – if you don’t mind sharing. ch:

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Vintage was Advanced

I love seeing vintage creations through the eyes of how forward-thinking its designers thought they were.

Cutting edge.

The height of technology.

The latest processes, materials, and style-lines.

We think it’s valuable because it’s oldschool, they thought it was valuable because it was ahead of its time.

What 2011 creations will our children’s children look back on with such classic admiration?

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A Breakdown of Speed

Ask anyone.

They’ll all say they have a busy life. And they’ll all mention how fast time is moving.

But having a gauge on just how fast your life is going can make all the difference on how much you enjoy the moments that are flying by.

Here are some of the tick-marks on my speedometer:

0-10 mph – In this range, I’m relaxed, and most creative thought I have to force to shut down, as well as no talking. Activities include laying in a hammock, napping; at most, reading fiction, at least, sitting on the couch zoned out and on the verge of falling asleep. I’m getting better at making this state intentional, but more often it’s a product of redlining. If I stay here too long, I risk becoming lazy and unproductive; if I don’t frequent it enough, I risk cracking the engine block.

10-20 mph – I’m thoughtful with my time, using it to play with my kids, have casual conversation with family and close friends, read non-fiction, and dream. Oddly enough, most of my creative ideas (as well as direction from the Lord) comes in the shower. This speed seems the most natural, but left here too long and I’ll become discouraged.

30-40 mph – Things are picking up speed as creative ideas demand energy. Tasks around the house get done, and to do lists for artistic and ministry related projects are made, notes gathered. Eventually I’ll leave the home and will have set up shop in my office at New Life. Computers fired up, and starting to engaged with projects. Things feel fresh, and the anticipation of seeing things get fleshed out is exciting. One of the more enjoyable speeds, this pace doesn’t ever last for very long.

40-50 mph – This is where projects take on a life of their own and meet one of three crossroads: #1) they are completed, #2) they are delegated, #3) they are interrupted and delayed. This is a good speed where a lot can be accomplished, but also the place where a lot of #3′s can slam the accelerator to the floor. I’m covering a lot of ground at a pretty good clip, feeling extremely productive.

50-60 mph – This tends to be the speed at which things can go wrong. One completed project provokes another; a delegated project comes back with problems; a present project gets interrupted numerous times. This is typically where frustration sets in. Road conditions, spiritually speaking, are also amplified due to the increase of speed and of the greater handling demands. If my energy level is still high and I have a good team around me, this speed is manageable for a good part of the day. But I often find myself asking for wisdom, strength, and favor from the Holy Spirit, especially as deadlines approach and I feel the not-enough-hours-in-the-day effect.

60+ mph – While only a scooter would redline at 60, for the purposes of my example, this is top speed before the engine breaks down. Here I’m going flat out. Teams are operating, projects are in and out of my office, I’m responding to phone calls, texts, emails, and knocks by the minute. I fight to keep people as my main priority and not tasks or interruptions, and try to complete small jobs that can be accomplished in under 2 minutes. Because of the nature of my work and how many different entities I support or carry entirely, my days can reach top speed within the first hour I arrive at the office for days or even weeks on end. My health – one of my ultimate redlining indicators – tends to fade quickly, and I become susceptible to colds, ear infections, and the flu. My wife is telling me to slow down, as are my closest friends. If I don’t slow down, God makes me. And it isn’t pretty.

When looking at this, it must be noted that the proverbial car was meant to drive at all these speeds. Each gear is designed to be used for various purposes. And left in any one gear for too long, and we fall into error. But if you’re using them all, someone will always criticize you:

“How come you’re being so lazy?” – The person that says this probably doesn’t know you well, and didn’t see your work week. Just smile and nod, and go back to reading your book.

“Slow down or else you’ll burn out!” – Whoever tells you this probably doesn’t know your home-life habits, nor do they understand the weight of reaching souls. There is little time.

The key is finding your stride, your pace. Knowing what gear to transition through or hold in, and when.

There’s a certain rhythm to driving, and being able to anticipate the course ahead – something the Holy Spirit is pretty amazing at – will help you know what gear to be in and for how long. ch:

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Keep Moving

I’m currently enduring some pretty ferocious back pain; disc issues. But the more I keep it moving, stretching, and working the muscles like I’ve been instructed, the better it feels.

Often times lack of creative activity can cause atrophy in our spirits, hearts, and minds. Instead of passing through the territory of the mundane, we set up shop and build a condo there with no real intention of moving on.

The worst part is that stalling our own creative energies always affect others. Like parking your car in front of someone’s street-side garage. And it’s easy to prejudge them: it’s been forever since they’ve gotten out and done anything. What’s the worry?

The worry is that one day they may actually have a stroke of genius and feel useful for the Kingdom, only to find you blocking their way.

If you’re in the realm of the mundane, keep moving. Don’t park and sulk. Work those muscles until movement becomes easier. Others will always be following. ch:

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A Sweet Machine

lotus

This Lotus was sitting at my friend’s dealership (Farr Auto Sales), and I was compelled to snap a pic of her to share with you.

She rocks because she is. That’s all. ‘Nough said.

What cars would you pull over to take a pic of?

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