In the last 8 days I have had two mentoring conversations.
In the last 8 days I have taught three seminars.
In the last 8 days I have reviewed three books.
In the last 8 days I have studied and talked about a book that will be part of a discussion series in face-to-face (and a post here (The Shack, if you are curious).
In the last 8 days I spent 8 hours in a car talking with our high school senior daughter.
In the last 8 days I have walked more than 10 miles with my wife.
In the last 8 days I have talked face to face with one of my sisters and with my parents.
In the last 8 days I have finished a fake-stained glass project for a stage set.
In the last 8 days I ran sound for a funeral.
In the last 8 days I have written an enewsletter, recorded two videos, led a small group, led a staff meeting, taken 8 pictures of coffee cups, tweeted occasionally, had a lot of coffee, started a major month-long project, ignored several emails, had several conversations of the nudging or clarifying variety, and taken the dog to the vet for his annual checkup.
In the last 8 days I have felt like I haven’t done anything.
Apparently I was wrong.
But I probably need to focus a bit more for the next 8 days. Which is wise. Because that’s one of my three words for the year.
This is a post for my mirror and for a small handful of friends who are wondering where I am. It was easier than an email. The rest of you can stay tuned for a post called “Pastor says ten commandments send the wrong message.”)