Moving Blog to Tumblr

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I'm moving to Tumblr. I will no longer be blogging here. I will now blogging here.  Please go there and follow me. No big reason, just trying something different.

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Another Lesson on Love

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For the past year I've been trying to find myself post leaving the traditional church. That process, now a year plus later, has been downright painful.

Once I got past the less money, no more rock star, no more easy, I got to the real issue which was my lack of love for others.

My friend Kathy Escobar from Denver, CO recently wrote a column on "why the word missional bugs her".  In it she says it's about love and how no one likes to be someone's "mission". I agree.

In my current context, I'm surrounded by people on the margins, people who can't give me what I want, people who instead of being someone's mission want to belong, be respected, to have a place at the table. All these things are directly opposite to things I love - power, control, fame, glory. 

I'm not trying to be altruistic, or to say I'm Mother Teresa or Jesus in the way that I love. In fact, I'm the opposite. But what I do know is that my current context is challenging and teaching me to rethink what missional really means. It deals with love.

Love is the Point

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For the past year I've been trying to figure out what the point was. Was it to start something new, to get rich, to get more education, to go up the ladder, down the ladder, build a ladder. It's been confusing.

The last few weeks, after a lot of ups and downs, I hear a voice saying "It's about love". I may still want all the other things, to accomplish, to get there, to reach a destination. I still love goals and visions.

But what's new is nothing new at all. God is calling me to open my heart wider, to love more deeply, to  invest into people's lives.

Maybe it's that young man who needs help moving this week. Maybe it's setting up that English class, perhaps it's being willing to help when I feel overwhelmed or unsure of myself.

Love is an Action and I need to act better. Help me God.

A Project I Think I Want to Do

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I think I need to take the lead on a project at work. Although it has the potential to be a dud, based on the past, and I'm not excited about the event myself, I think I can learn a lot and make it successful. Or I can fail.

But that's okay and in fact, that's a good thing.

I'm 90% sure I will take this on, just need to recruit a team (already started) and go with it. I'll let you know what I decide to do.

Thanks for reading,

Trig

I'll Try to Be Like That Guy

I'm gonna try to be like that guy. He blogs and is very good at it. He uses big titles and numbers everything, maybe that's what I'll do. So here we go:

1. Today, I parked in a No Parking Zone. The funny thing is that the sign said "Parking Cafe". I was confused

2. I Was Mean to the Cook. Today, I was mean to the guy who cooks food in the basement. He makes some yummy food, it smells really good. But today I was mean to him. Not sure why. I was trying to be mean to him but I'm not sure it worked. Instead, I was hungry.

3. Dave Who? The guy next to me on the train kept calling someone he thought should know him. He left him 2-3 voice mails, or maybe it was 2-3 different people, I'm not sure. What was sad is he kept repeating his name to everyone "It's Dave, Dave Miller".

At first I thought maybe people were being rude forgeting their friend Dave, but later I thought, I wonder if these people don't know a Dave Miller and he's just acting like he knows them. Either way, I felt sorry for the guy.

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I hope that worked for you. It didn't do much for me.

Thanks for reading,

Trig

People Get Old Beause They Go To Bed Early

I know I'm old because I go to bed early. That's how people get old, they go to bed at 8:30pm of 9 o' clock. I NEVER used to go to bed early, but now, the clock hits 8pm and I'm looking at my bed like it's cold beer and wings, can't wait! Now my wife is getting old too, she also goes to bed at 9pm. Well, I must admit, I sometimes go to bed at 9:30pm or o a wild night, 10pm. But my wife is asleep by then, usually on the couch next to me. She is so nice. I think the only way to stay young is just to out late at night. Like tonight, I wanted to go to Del Taco and get a burger and coke, forget the diet. But I was too tired to go! So I'm in bed instead thinking about going to sleep. I guess I'm old.

I Made It

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My Soul is officially in Spring. Glad to be here.