I Dare You

“I Dare You” by William Danforth was a book that had been given to my father when he took a course through Dale Carnegie in 1959. The table of contents had a chapter entitled,”You Can Be Bigger Than You Are.”There were also chapters entitled “I Dare You To Build Character, I Dare You To Think Creatively, I Dare You To Share.” He gave this book to me in 1979. I have read it numerous times over the years. This was a theme my father lived by and challenged me to live by. As he grew up in a conservative Amish lifestyle he felt he wanted more in his life. He dared to leave the farm and branch out to explore the world in front of him.  My father taught me by his example to always examine the beliefs we have been taught and be open to new understandings. This Sunday is Father’s Day. May you take a moment to reflect on what was the best thing your father taught you? Let us give thanks for the Father’s in our lives I like the title “I Dare You.”What is God daring each of us to do? Be a Miracle...

Don’t trust someone named Huck.

I had just gotten my bike tuned up and was excited about getting out on the bike trails by my new place. There was an older gentleman two doors from my place that was getting on his bike as I road by him. I thought about stopping and inviting him to ride with me but because this was my first time biking in a long time I knew my legs would be out of shape and I wanted to go at my own speed.As I rode out of the apartment complex and found the bike path there was Huck waiting for me. He must have known a short cut through the complex to get here. He smiled. “I’m Huck, I’m 78 but I’m still going strong. Come on follow me. I’ll show you the way to the park.” I was trying to formulate a sentence about going by myself when he took off motioning me to follow. I could have ignored him but I wanted to see where the park was and since he was 78 I thought I could keep up with him. He was going at a pretty good clip but I was fine for the first half hour.  I could see the muscles ripple in his calves as he rode ahead of me. When we stopped at a traffic light to cross to the other bike path, I asked wiping my brow,”how far to the park?” He could tell I was winded, “are you ok? You know I’m 78, the parks not far, come on.” I realized as he took off, there was something going on...

welcome to my country

“Welcome to my country: A Therapist Memoir Of Madness” I found this book Intriguing. Lauren Slater  a young therapist tells of her struggles to relate to her patients.She begins  working with a group of schizophrenics finding the traditional forms of therapy fruitless.She begins exploring some new ways of relating to her clients that bring remarkable results. This was not an easy read for me because of the honest emotions she revealed of herself and her patients.  The book did reinforce the idea that we need to continue to look for new ways of connecting with people who society sees as “broken” or having no hope of recovery.Many times it is our lack of imagination that stops us from connecting with others who see the world in a different way than we do .http://www.amazon.com/Welcome-My-Country-Lauren-Slater/dp/0385487398 Be a Miracle...

Take a Breath

I am moving into my new office this week. Boxes are stacked up, I can’t find a thing. I was feeling a sense of chaos again. When I got up this morning I tried to think what I needed to take with me and my mind went blank. It felt like a computer that locks up and nothing happens. I had too many thoughts going on at the same time and my mind just froze up like a computer does. I sat down and took a deep breath. I remembered the title of a blog a friend Scott Colgazier writes called “Take a Breath ” http://rscolglazier.com/. I planted my feet on the ground, opened my hands up and started taking deep breaths, imagining the breath was coming from under my feet to the top of my head.  I would then exhale imagining the breath leaving my body from the top of my head to my feet. This might sound kind of weird, but it works for me. There is something in the breathing, slowly inhaling fresh spirit and exhaling all my worries. It is like rebooting the computer. If you find yourself feeling scattered or out of focus take a moment and “take a breath.” You might be surprised how good it feels and the fresh perspective it gives you. Be a Miracle...

Look Beyond

There are times when we  are going to an event  where we feel like we will be judged or critiqued. We try to convince ourselves to stay home. It will be safe and comfortable there. Yes,it will be cozy but it can also become stagnate. We need to  look beyond our regular routine and try  a new adventure.  In reality ,we will be  judged. People will make all types of assumptions about us that are not true . It will take time  to build relationships and let people get to know the “real” you.But this should not stop you  from entering into a  new activity or  group. If we want to enjoy  the fullness of life we will need to be willing to  take some chances and try new things. Remember the story about the  mother who went into her son’s bedroom on Sunday morning and exclaimed,”It time to get up for church.” To which the man replied,”I’m not going to church and I will give you two reasons why.. One: I don’t think the people will like me and two: I’m not sure I will like the people. His mother  shook her head and then replied,” I will give you two reason why you ARE going to church.One: your  46 years old and two: you’re the minister of the church!” I  have recently moved  from Florence Ky.and  will become  the Senior Pastor of a congregation in Mooresville Ind. It felt very scary leaving my friends and community  where I had lived for 14 years to move to a new town.  I know when I stand in front of the ...