Shaking In Our Shoes!

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What are you afraid of?

I could make a list of my own fears, but I’m afraid of how long it might be.:-)

Somedays I’m literally shaking in my shoes, but much of the time I think I’m being affected by fear and don’t even realize it.

I did some research and came across these great stats from http://www.statisticbrain.com/fear-phobia-statistics/

1. Did you know that 60% of the things we fear will never actually take place?

“What if Bird Flu becomes a pandemic and kills us all?” or  “What if I accidentally cuss in the middle of my sermon?”

From the serious to the silly, we spend too much energy obsessing on “what if’s” that never transpire.

2. 30% of the things we fear are things that already happened and can’t be changed.

“I can’t get the moment of the car accident out of my head” or “I remember that day I slept through my final exam!”

It just goes to show how tangible and sticky fear can be.  For some strange reason, we can’t always let go of it, even when we ought to feel free to move on.

3. 88% of the health-related things we fear will never come to pass.

“I hope I don’t have a stroke” or “When I get older, will I lose all my teeth?”

Instead of living a healthy life now, some of us worry too much about what might happen, then.

4. 90% of the things we fear are considered to be insignificant issues.

“What if I forget so-and-so’s name?”  or “What if I’m 5 minutes late to class?”

These are the kinds of fears that we won’t even remember tomorrow, let alone a year from now.  And still, we give them so much attention.

So what is to be done?

I can think of three things that can effectively KILL fear: LOVE, FAITH, and ADVENTURE.

Love is palpable and powerful.  Instead of dwelling on fear, dwell on the names of your children or your partner.  Show love to a stranger.  The more you practice love, the less room there is in your heart for fear.

Faith is strong and directional.  Instead of shrinking in terror, step out in faith!  Go where Jesus would go!  Do what Jesus would do! The more you practice faith, the less room there is in your soul for fear.

Adventure is risky and hopeful.  Embark on a holy quest! Explore!  Undertake something meaningful and hazardous, and find your true focus again, as a disciple of Jesus Christ.  The more you practice Adventure, the more the rewards to your whole being, and fear becomes an afterthought.

The next time you notice fear rearing its ugly head with something,

stop shaking in your shoes…

and give fear the boot.

Have a good week,

Mitch

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Mr. E and I

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I have a best friend, but I can’t exactly tell you what he looks like.

It is never a dull moment when he is around.

We’ll spend hours just reflecting on the things that we know, and don’t know.  We’ll wonder, lost in thought, deep into the night.

This is not to say we never argue, Mr. E and I.

Sometimes he can be frustratingly vague.  He is far more comfortable with uncertainty than I could ever be.

And when we talk about the BIG things– Life, death, God — he seems content to remain discontented.

There are times when I have all but pushed Mr. E out of my life, seeking a more settled circle of friends, like Sir Tenty, Sir Enity, and Dr. Abness, but frankly, I get bored.

I know there is more to life than the surface, than the self-evident, and it is Mr. E who reminds me of this.

He reminds me I don’t have to know everything.  I wouldn’t even want to know everything.

Around each corner and each twist and turn is the promise of more to learn, more to grow, more to explore.

So, it’s my goal that Mr. E and I remain lifelong friends.

Life is long, afterall.

I know it’s not always easy,

but it should always be an adventure.

Have a great week,

Mitch

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Scouts and Trustees

 

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A True Story:

As it turned out, it was just men who showed up to the Trustees meeting last night.

We sat around the table in the library, talking about concrete, and wood floors, and our old church bus.

Meanwhile, right outside our window, the Scouts were making all kinds of noise.

They were taking turns running down the sidewalk, timing each other in a 50 yard dash.

I remember thinking, “Some of those boys will be us in 30 years, drinking coffee and talking about lightbulbs.”

– – –

We headed outside then, to inspect the curb.

There we were, a bunch of middle-aged men, standing right in the the middle of the racecourse.

Once we realized, we scooted out of the way, and watched a few of the boys take their turns.

“7.50” was the time of one boy.

“8.20” was the next.

Even the larger boy, with his 10 second run, seemed to streak by us to the cheers of others.

I thought I caught a whiff of wistfulness in a couple of the other men’s eyes.

I know it was there in my own.

– – –

I’m not exactly sure what happened next.

The sun was setting, and it was clearly magic hour, but I would swear that the next person to run wasn’t a child at all, but one of the Trustees.  He zipped by us, and the time-keeper called out “12 seconds. Good hustle!”

From then on, the groups seemed to merge.  A Scout would run, and then a couple Trustees.  Everyone yelling in encouragement.

Even the oldest of our group, who had somewhat of a limp, made it down the sidewalk, a Scout on one arm, and a Trustee on the other.

They all whooped and cheered for him and his 26 second outing.

And I ran too.  And felt energy returning to my bones, and the evening breeze on my face.

I felt alive.

Soon, magic hour gave way to dusk, and the Scouts and Trustees separated to end their meetings.

The Scouts had future adventures to plan.

The Trustees had facilities to care for.

– – –

Now…

Every bit of this story is true… except for a few parts I may not be remembering correctly. 🙂

But I can tell you this:

God created us to be both Scouts and Trustees.  To adventure into the world, and to care for home base.

And if you want to see what that looks like in action,

just come down to the church next Monday night…

and we’ll be here to cheer you on.

Have a great week,

Mitchdownload (3)

 

Shaking In Our Shoes

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What are you afraid of?

I could make a list of my own fears, but I’m afraid of how long it might be. 🙂

Somedays I’m literally shaking in my shoes, but much of the time I think I’m being affected by fear and don’t even realize it.

I did some research and came across these great stats from http://www.statisticbrain.com/fear-phobia-statistics/

1. Did you know that 60% of the things we fear will never actually take place?

“What if Bird Flu becomes a pandemic and kills us all?” or  “What if I accidentally cuss in the middle of my sermon?”

From the serious to the silly, we spend too much energy obsessing on “what if’s” that never transpire.

2. 30% of the things we fear are things that already happened and can’t be changed.

“I can’t get the moment of the car accident out of my head” or “I remember that day I slept through my final exam!”

It just goes to show how tangible and sticky fear can be.  For some strange reason, we can’t always let go of it, even when we ought to feel free to move on.

3. 88% of the health-related things we fear will never come to pass.

“I hope I don’t have a stroke” or “When I get older, will I lose all my teeth?”

Instead of living a healthy life now, some of us worry too much about what might happen, then.

4. 90% of the things we fear are considered to be insignificant issues.

“What if I forget so-and-so’s name?”  or “What if I’m 5 minutes late to class?”

These are the kinds of fears that we won’t even remember tomorrow, let alone a year from now.  And still, we give them so much attention.

So what is to be done?

I can think of three things that can effectively KILL fear: LOVE, FAITH, and ADVENTURE.

Love is palpable and powerful.  Instead of dwelling on fear, dwell on the names of your children or your partner.  Show love to a stranger.  The more you practice love, the less room there is in your heart for fear.

Faith is strong and directional.  Instead of shrinking in terror, step out in faith!  Go where Jesus would go!  Do what Jesus would do! The more you practice faith, the less room there is in your soul for fear.

Adventure is risky and hopeful.  Embark on a holy quest! Explore!  Undertake something meaningful and hazardous, and find your true focus again, as a disciple of Jesus Christ.  The more you practice Adventure, the more the rewards to your whole being, and fear becomes an afterthought.

The next time you notice fear rearing its ugly head with something insignificant,

stop shaking in your shoes…

and give fear the boot.

Have a good week,

Mitch

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