Sometimes you just need to breathe. Pause from the routine. Unplug from the everyday. And think, pray, focus, and give concerted attention to the big picture.
This week I need to breathe.
However this exercise can not simply be an adding fresh ideas, thoughts, habits, and rhythms ... I realize it also requires subtraction. Therefore my Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn, and blog feeds will go blank for the next few days. But hopefully my mind won't.
The other day I caught myself red handed. Which is really awkward in case you didn't know. No one is watching but you still feel guilty, vulnerable, and penitent, all at the same time. I had my twitter account open and I was trying to think of something cool to say. See? Guilty.
Preachers face a ton of expectations. Fair or not, people develop and inherit ideas about us and assume we have the script. Some of these conjectures surface when no one is expecting them. They can jump out from nowhere and smack you in the head. Others are on a schedule. Holidays have a particular way of revealing certain pastoral expectations. Especially if one of these special days falls on a Sunday. Visitors and members a like can base their attendance, dress, company, and overall demeanor on one of these days.
The Apostle Paul had no idea what he was doing.
Think about it. Could he have had any idea that a thank you letter he was writing from a Roman prison to a church in first century Philippi would be preserved as part of the Christian Scriptures? Do you think he knew that about any of his work? Some evidence suggestion he understood a larger scope in his correspondence with Timothy. But did Paul ever really know he was writing the Bible?
It may be the most intense and overwhelming thirty seconds in commercial history. Flashes of media and paparazzi guide Sean Combs and his cream-colored suit down a flight stairs of an exotic hotel. The flashes quickly cut to a roof top scene where Mr. Combs (aka Puff Daddy, P.Diddy, Diddy) and his sharp black tuxedo are landing a helicopter accompanied by a few swimsuit wearing women (apparently they didn't talk about what activities they would be doing that evening).