Jack Bauer or Bust

While watching 24 on Monday night, my friend @gregglovins told me, “The only person that makes you look unproductive in a day is Jack Bauer.” I felt both endeared to him and slightly concerned as–knowing our beloved multitasking TV hero like I do–no one was meant to live at such a high intensity level all the time. Only for 6 days. Or 6 seasons, depending on how you look at it.

Even my mom just told me I’m “like Jack Bauer and Bruce Willis combined.” Does that mean I can get blown up in every confrontation I encounter and still walk away looking like a stud while saying no more than 15 sentences during the entire deal? Well, regardless of the comparisons, I’m notably flattered, but I’ve gotten my fare share of laughs out of them.

Sure, I’ve had plenty of people tell me I’m unhealthy. No, not with implying I’m actually Jack Bauer; with doing all that I do. And to a certain extent, I hear them, and I’m grateful for their interest. In its most benign form, it’s concern. And I recognize that. Noted. But I also take issue with it because–while they may not mean it outright–they are actually implying that I ignore my wife, am not submitted to Godly leadership, and don’t listen to close friends. None of which are true.

The fact is, my level of operation is not new. Ask my parents what I was like as a kid and they’ll say, “He had a new project every day.” Legos. Tree-forts. Duct taped cardboard box bases. Recording projects. The point is, it’s in my blood. I’ve been living like this for over twenty years. I’m a true creative. A producer in the most real sense. It’s how I’m wired.

One long-time pastor I admire recently told me, “I’m not going to pray you stop any one thing you’re doing, because if I did, I’d be asking God to change who you are. Rather, I’m going to pray for wisdom on how to manage your time.” I was so grateful for this statement. It did nothing to demean me or my desire to live life to its fullest, all the while empowering me to seek the Lord for more insight.

You may not be married, raising kids, writing books, mixing a new CD, pastoring teens, overseeing a discipleship school, traveling, editing video, and writing business plans, but your work is no less valuable, and equally demanding of quality time. The question is, how do you organize it? How do you manage?

Here are a few of my tools:

1.) Omnifocus. Created by the Omni Group, OmniFocus is one of numerous projects designed to streamline tasks, to do lists, and projects. It’s one piece of software I can not live without. Granted, it’s on the more expensive side (the desktop version being over $100, and its iPhone counterpart at $20), and needs a good understanding of Getting Things Done, but for the serious producer, it’s a must.

2.) iCal (Mac). It goes without saying that my iPhone is more than just a fun toy or status symbol. It’s how I live. No, no, don’t go fundamentalist on me. (Please people). Without having my iCal at my finger tips–synced with my iMac, iPhone, and my personal assistant’s and my wife’s PowerBooks and iMacs–there is no human way I could keep up with the sheer amount of appointments I have to cope with.

3.) Address Book (Mac). And likewise, every single person that calls me or emails me gets logged into my Address Book. Granted, people I expect to have one phone call or email exchange with don’t get logged. But if there’s a chance of repeat communication, they’re in. The reason for this is that people are my business. Their names, locations, business interests, family members, and histories are essential to maintaining a strong network (something I’ll discuss in another post).

What’s going on in your life? And how do you manage your to-do lists, appointments, and projects? ch:

Keeping the Mundane Fresh

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It’s amazing the life lessons we can learn through our kids. Fascinating, really, if we’re willing to watch.

What I think is “absolutely obscure,” Judah finds highly “entertaining.” My one hoodie string, for example, was the subject of about 20-minutes worth of mouth time the other morning.

And then there was the wrapping paper.

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A whole 30-minutes later, he was still at it.

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And the only reason it wasn’t mangled to shreds (or ingested) was due to a thin foil coating (still intact).

But the process of discovery seems to be the same, no matter our age. We see something we’ve never seen before, do something brand new, and it’s exciting. Fresh. A new job. Marriage. Friendships, church activities, even a new restaurant opening down the street.

Then I noticed that while Judah was busy discovering wrapping paper, Luik had disregarded the stuff, opting for the new set of Duplos he’d just received. Yes, the expression “One man’s junk…” came to mind. Because at some point, “the new” gets filed in the “the old” box, and loses its charm. Wrapping paper for Duplos, Duplos for a video game, video games for a job, job for a car, car for a wife, and a wife for kids–the little poop-smearing cherubs that remind you what it was like to eat wrapping paper. (How’s that for a progression?)

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As human beings, we’re born into the habit of interest exchange. I haven’t spent that much time with Legos, or even hoodie strings for that matter, in a very long time. Why? They simply don’t interest me that much. I’m busy with other things.

But is that it? Is that really the reason? Am I just older? New priorities? Or is it something else?

Clothing ties and plastic blocks still have their place in life. Still are important. Just not to me. Because somewhere along the line, I stopped being what my two sons are.

Grateful.

Judah has never seen a hoodie string before. And everything new goes in the mouth. Sure, his brain is the size of a large orange, and the emotion of gratitude may not register. (OK, a very large orange). But you don’t stick something in your mouth for 20-minutes unless you like it. A lot. And Luik, likewise, just received a very cool gift, which–if he’s anything like his father (previous posts telling us that he is)–he’ll be playing with it for a long time to come. Am I so far advanced beyond my sons that these items are trivial now? No. Because the items have not changed. They are very much the same as they were in the 1980′s I grew up in.

I have changed.

I have become less grateful. For everything.

May my sons always appreciate hoodie ties and Duplos. They’re in the top one percent of children who have them, and it’s my job to model that statistic with the attitude of gratefulness.

What are a few “mundane” things in your life that you’re refreshingly grateful for after reading this? ch:

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