all hands on deck
Hands on, I was learning as I was doing; I was in school with a good teacher. Sometimes you just have to roll up your sleeves and get at it, and not give up till it's done!
Those who know me well, know I don't do much of anything half-hearted. I run well at a certain RPM, a frequency, a vibration (beyond the coffee induced type)... I get a hum going, and it's like I'm flying; if I can find that groove and stay with it. In that kind of environment, it's hard to get the smile off my face. Making ten decisions with a team in one minute is a lot of fun, especially when you pack all the minutes of the day full of such endeavor. Then, at the end of the day, I crash into bed, exhausted in such a good way.
At the same time, I cherish my alone time. I spend a lot of time on my own... it's what recharges me. To be climbing a mountain, walking a stream.... sitting in a grassy field listening to the breeze blow through.
I was a pastor for a number of years... at least that's what they called me. But, sometimes it was a bit like pulling a heavy train on my back. Things moved at a certain plodding pace... I could barely stand it, so I took everyone with me to the streets and alleys where the action was.
It was the same in factory work, welding at one place, and building trucks in another... there was never a dull moment. My momentum in those environments came from the endless conversations I had with people who were asking loads of questions about Jesus. There's nothing quite like sharing the teachings of Jesus to open ears and hearts.
The enigma bit of me is that I love learning completely new things, speaking with lawyers, raising money, dealing with questioning vendors, developing teams, overseeing budgets and operations... But to be real honest, I'd rather break a sweat preaching about Jesus all day long 'till my voice goes numb. I can talk about Jesus Christ all day long! There's a bit of Wesley and Whitfield in me...
What I really love is preaching the beauty of Jesus. I preach him as he is. I preach him until he shows up for himself, honestly... you should see what happens to everyone when he shows up. I love to preach him so much that I don't have to preach him at all because he's with me whether I speak up for him or not. I really truly believe he is with me. And I can go years between sermons; I've actually done that! It's part of the training...
I think the most active saints among us wear out all the angels... They have to tag team with us sometimes, take shifts.
There is a pace and flow to the Spirit-fueled! It's easy and light... It's not always relentless and bone-jarring. But, if I was burying bodies in Haiti with one hand, and singing with an orphaned child holding the other, it would be both/and, not either/or; a hoping kind of pain.
It's all easy and light and relentless and bone-jarring; I'm getting used to living with it all!