I was thinking about a few things this morning as I was having my cup of coffee. There are a few things that define me that are good and bad. Here is what I was thinking…

• Musically inclined, but not Musically interested.
• Self reliant
• Anal about specifics.
• Distracted
• Day Dreaming
• I tend to pace
• Workaholic
• Creative
• Irritable
• Judgmental
• A little shy
• A little odd
• Cant Spell
• Slow Reader
• Bad Vision
• Slightly Dyslectic
• Prone to a temper
• Creature of Habit
• the list could go on…..

I read a few blogs this morning and they kinda got my brain stirring.

I went over to Without Wax and something in his post got me thinking about how the majority of “Christians”, in my perspective, seem to be missing a healthy dose of “Reality”. Not sure what part is missing, but something is missing.

No more that 4 blogs later I came across one of Carlos’s posts with a banner that some people were walking around with.

Obviously these people have issues and the majority of “Christians” would agree to a point.

Here is my question…

What is it about the average “Christians” daily life that reminds them of God’s existence? What is it that reminds them of the Truth? Once you have these thoughts in mind, think about how loudly they spoke to you. Literally how loud did you hear them in your ears?

Well I’m not crazy so I didn’t hear anything. What I did notice was the subtle consistency of the “Reality” around me; “Life“. The calmness of Nature and peace of Silence.

I just wish more people would reflect a life of Christ than talk about one.

I can’t say much for myself, I’m not the best example of a good reflection, but I would rather reflect than be heard.

The Church is an odd Beast of People and their individual lives. Individuality of thought is a strength, and while being fed is nice, feeding yourself is more rewarding. Im pretty sure we can all agree on that.

I was out reading posts this morning and there were two I read that got my brain gears to turn.

1. manofdepravity (Tyler Braun)
   • What is Wrong with the Church?

     I read Tyler’s post first, which got me thinking about what I thought was wrong with the Church. I thought about a lot of different issues that came to mind, and all the reasons Church has the ability to bug me. I also thought about all the reasons for fellowship.

2. withoutwax (Pete Wilson)
• A Lump In My Throat

  Later I read Pete’s post about an influential person in his life that took a spill, and who has recently posted about mistakes.

Both of these post really got me thinking about the fact that I haven’t been connected to a Church in over 4yrs. That’s a long time I know. I don’t advise that kind of a break from the Church community with out sufficient cause. Although I must admit, I’ve gained a new perspective and found a new desire for fellowship. Perhaps it’s a prodigal son type of situation, but I don’t like to put myself in the Bible stories too much. and no I am not a new believer

Here’s what I’m thinking (pete)…We Live, We Choose, then We’re Judged. Nothing escapes the Book of Life. And, while we can hide our Choices behind the difficulties of this Life, good people do unspeakable things. I’m thinking the equality of sin is never apparent because the wave of it’s effect is measured by our approval.

If Sin was Dirt, and you wore your Sin daily, How dirty would you be. I’m pretty freaking dirty, in fact I probably leave a trail.

I had a conversation with friend of mine today about blogging and what it does, how it works, who’s good at it, why i blog, why he blogs, and all types of thing about blogging. We really didnt come to any major conclusions or final answers, but we did help define our concept of why blog and what makes for a blog I would read.

The general topic of the conversation was, ‘is there competition amongst bloggers?’ My initial reaction was, ‘competition? who’s competing and what are they competing for?’ Stats, Page Views & the ability to say they did it first… “huh?” i thought & we both chuckled…

So here’s my thought, Plain & Simple…

Over the next week or so think about why you blog. After you’ve done a little blog-soul searching tell your readers why you write to them. Some of you might not need to do this, some of you that i read about do this all the time, and its a huge reason why i read about you. None the less, Community is the heart of the blogosphere and where would we be with out our readers.

I wont deny that i look at my stats at least every other day and I like to know how many people read a post and even better i really appreciate it when people comment. But!!! over the last few months since ive been posting and reading on a more consistent basis ive come to know about a dozen people that i would like to hang out with. Thats what does it for me, meeting people that i would call up to hang out with.

So sit back and think about it. If you’re more worried about traffic than content or if you’re more concentrated on your stats than you’re conversations with other bloggers than perhaps you should slow down and have some reflection time.

Things I thought about today

• how is it that the world moves the way it does and yet the general mood seems to have no reflection of its creator?
• my time and energy is spent day in and day out do things and completing tasks that seem pointless. If i was alive 2,000 yrs ago would my daily routines seem less pointless. Has the rise in technology and the speed of our culture changed our perception when it comes to our quality of life?
• in the tradition of remembering Christs death and resurrection (at this point in time) i would rather be silent in thought than boisterous in praise.

Ive always found it interesting to think about where, we as a culture, are in the time line of existence.

Here i sit in the kitchen, it’s a nice quiet morning. All i hear are a few birds outside, the humm of the fridge and ticking of the clock. (oh and the chattering of the keyboard) Im fortunate enough to live in a peaceful part of town and right out my window is a creek. It rained last night and there are still drops in the trees.

Isnt that nice, makes you feel all warm and cuddly. Makes me think about pajama days.

Here’s my thought.

Everywhere i’ve lived, every house or apartment, ive always found a window that I could sit next to and look out at what ever was out there. Some times I think about all the different windows in all the different houses and all the different towns. I am a creature of habit.

I just find it interesting how my habits work. We seem to take what were given and somehow make it our own. What you do to something to make it yours is an obvious sign of who you are.

I’ve always liked the light hearted wimiskle things that make us who we are.

I was just out side and I had my first thoughts of spring. I walked out to a gentle rain, tiny little drops falling to the pavement. That smell of moisture hitting the ground triggers so many memories. Childhood, Baseball, running out to center field and the list goes on.

I just love that smell of a light rain hitting the ground, it smells like dirt. I know thats kinda weird, but when i was young i spent so much time outside playing and getting dirty that i just love it.

I remember being out till dark, hammering a million nails for my wood steps, so I could climb up into my tree-fort. Racing though the weeds and trees, dodging the poison oak, trying to hid from my younger brothers and sister.

I’ll admit, I miss being a kid, but I love being an adult. I could still do all those things if I wanted to, I could still stay out making tree forts and hiding in the bushes. The years could go by but I think i’ll always be that same wild kid with a tendency for trouble.

I was riding in the work truck today, Jim and I were heading back to the shop. We took the 405 through the downtown sections of Portland. I was staring off into the distance when i noticed this guy sitting below an overpass. He was just relaxing on his piece of cardboard with his eyes shut leaning up again the wall. He wasn’t smiling, he wasn’t frowning, he was just sitting there.

In that spit second, as we passed him I noticed that he definitely put some effort into getting there. I didn’t see any easy routs, not to mention its a loud place to be. Jim and I both saw and we kinda asked at the same time, “what is he doing?” I thought, “he’s just sitting, keeping to himself”.

As i thought about him just sitting there I felt a little door creak open in my mind. I started to think about what might have got him there, and all the variables and possibilities of life raced though my head like a river flowing to the ocean. Only, it seemed to get funneled right down into that one person; sitting on the side of the road. “Crazyness”

Then Jim changed lanes and i couldn’t see him anymore.

You know those days when your brain is just on a pile. Its like something is keeping your thoughts all locked up, not in a bad way, just slow. I think i got a little dirt on the brain. You know, grinding the gears and all that.

Kinda makes me wonder sometimes about the potential we have. I’m talking about the full potential of the human mind. The big what if, the reason I watch movies about people people with super brains, the reason I hope for ‘better things‘.

Here’s my Question…
If we lived in a world where people never died and we could actually comprehend and grasp our full potential, how would we live? What would we do? What would we be ???

Thinking about this always gets me thinking about eternal life and what would it be like after 1,000yrs. If everyone used a 100% of their brain and our physical bodies were at their peak what would we accomplish?

There are a lot of things that come to mind, but i think i would be typing for the next two days trying to explain them. Sometimes i just like to wonder.