The story...
I'm thankful that I wrote some of my thoughts as I journeyed through life. I'm often surprised at the clarity of my questions, the degree of focus, and how the conclusions of the moment are helpful to me at a later part of life. I especially appreciate the sketches - they remind me of the stuff that seems to need more than words and story to remember the more-whole picture.
The following picture is a sketch that I made about a vivid dream, about ten years ago, where I seemed to be fully interacting. I woke up with the type of memory, consternation, and feelings that sometimes come from events that we experience in reality.
My video recordings of my lectures were often difficult for me to review or improve. When I developed a new course, I: studied multiple textbooks; reviewed seminal and current journal articles related to the body of knowledge; searched for current events; and reflected on how the knowledge was worked out within my own work life. Therefore, the lectures seemed richer and more integrated than I might create at a later, less prepared, point in time. I was often humbled by what a younger version of me could teach me about the subject. This being true, I ignored the stammers, the awkward pauses, and the misspoken words that'd be sprinkled in. The imperfections were actually part of the richness of the reality of life - the stuff that makes life more real and comfortable.
The people congregating within the only church in town will become comfortable together. They'd have opportunities to honestly reflect on the reality of their lives together. These shared experiences, thoughts, prayers, and daily happenings would be perceived increasingly inline within the will of God. They'd see the Spirit of Christ worked out through real people whose hearts are partially revealed to them.
Just for today...
"... if I listen to my words, I find that I usually tell those whom I sponsor exactly what I myself need to hear." Courage to Change (p. 179)
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