While it may be hard to believe, I was an athlete in a former life. About a year ago, I went to the doctor for a physical and had to do a double take when the nurse announced my weight. I honestly didn’t believe her, so I began to weigh myself every time I saw a scale --the gym, pharmacy, grocery store, amusement park –wherever. Apparently, the machines at the doctor’s office were calibrated correctly, although the doubting attorney in me initially thought otherwise. In response to this very minor crisis, I started riding my dusty, spider-web-clad road bike bought used from a friend up and down the trails near my office. Slowly but surely, I started to whip my 42-year-old butt into somewhat better shape. Read More
Sharpen Your Saw
Is your life as chaotic as mine? The days and weeks race by and we look in the mirror and we almost don’t recognize the person that we see. Our kids grow and change and break our hearts and fill us with joy. We reach this ceiling of complexity wherein we just go through our day and check the boxes of the tasks we are to complete. Whether its carpool lines, meetings, meals, grocery stores, yard work, church, phone calls, emails, Facebook, TV shows…. check, check, check.
I have written one poem in my adult life. It was after I was fired from my first job as a lawyer. You can read it here. I vowed at that time that I never wanted to live that way again, but sometimes I slip back into it without knowing what is happening. People turn around and a decade has past and not only do they not recognize themselves, they don’t recognize their spouse either. These are the hardest marriages to save and the bitterest of divorces in Mississippi or anywhere. Grieving happens, not of what “was” but what “could have been.” We lose touch with our friends and our family and the things in life that make us feel, well, alive. Sharpening one’s saw from time to time allows us to cut through life more cleanly.
A few weeks ago Rachel and I took the kids to the beach. We hardly ever get to go anywhere with just the four of us. We slept late, cooked, read, relaxed, exercised, talked, swam and sat on the beach. I usually have runner’s anxiety and cannot unwind until I hit the wall or the ceiling or the floor or whatever you want to call the point when you get numb and tired. Our guest pastor Mike Breaux in church the other day talked about how to slow down to enjoy the moments of life that we will never be able to relive. Check out the sermon Life Moments here.
I am trying to learn how to sharpen my saw. I am not good at it. Sharpening my saw happens when I exercise, read, think and flex my creativity. Sharpening my saw happens when I see beautiful art or things or engage in challenging conversations or listen to music or work with my hands or holding someone that I love.
How do you sharpen your saw?
I read today that “If you grasp and cling to life on your terms, you'll lose it, but if you let that life go, you'll get life on God's terms.” That God would be the Creator of the universe and the Creator of peace, love, joy, patience, kindness, tenderness, goodness and self-control.
What is the life that you are clinging to? Is your life a product of mass media marketing our a transcendence of supernatural proportion? When you scroll back through the imprint in your mind of your favorite memories, what defines them? We should live intentionally to recreate life’s best moments.
Suzanne Simmons Walters found out about 200 Million Flowers and sent me a message. She is awaiting a liver transplant. Her words are a wakeup call: "One thing that I do know is that as soon as I have my second chance for life, I want to do something that I am passionate about."
I think we live and breathe her second chance every day.