The trouble with life...

I read Roy Williams' Monday Morning Memo and have often shared his writing here. Today is especially worth reading. Here's a snippet:

Tom Hennen has a line in his poem, The Life of a Day, that says,

“We examine each day before us with barely a glance and say, ‘no, this isn’t one I’ve been looking for,’ and wait in a bored sort of way for the next, when we are convinced, our lives will start for real.”

That line is a little bit frightening because you read it and realize you’re guilty. You’ve been waiting for that day when your life will start “for real.”

The trouble with life is that it’s just so daily.

I love that last line--the trouble with life is that it's just so daily. How often are you waiting for some sense of higher purpose, some feeling that God is doing something great in you? To quote an old Steven Curtis Chapman song, "Are you waiting for lightning? A sign that it's time for a change...Are you listening for thunder, as He quietly whispers your name?"

May the monotony of today's tasks become the whisper of God, and may your today be "for real."

You can read the whole Memo here.

What's worth doing?

The past couple of days NPR's "Morning Edition" has featured a cruise line that leaves Tierra del Fuego and sails to Antarctica. Interesting that people pay big bucks to freeze their butts off. But this morning on the way to work they quoted Richard Byrd, not longer after he arrived at the South Pole, huddling in his tent near death, as saying "this was not worth it."

What's worth doing? What's worth giving your life for? I've been personally pondering this question lately, given all the work-related changes in my life over the past couple of years. What kind of work is worth the sacrifice?

I know I need something great to believe in. Going to Antarctica is not on my list.