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Grace.

Sometimes I confuse it.
I think I have to earn it. I forget that it runs freely from the center of His being.

Sometimes I abuse it.
I let my mind talk me into things my spirit wants no part of.  It whispers, “Remember grace? It’s there for when you mess up, so go ahead and mess up.”

Sometimes I reject it.
I convince myself that I’ve gone too far this time.  That somehow I’ve exhausted His supply and He no longer has enough for me.

Sometimes I hide from it.
I worry that the grace poured out on me will only be wasted because there’s no way that I can live up to what He’s calling me to.

Sometimes I don’t recognize it.  When I’ve been too harsh with my children or indifferent to my wife and they still want anything to do with me, I don’t see it’s because of Him.

Sometimes I ignore it.
I go about my day refusing to accept or extend it.  Maybe I’m too busy, or distracted, or apathetic, or self-involved; who knows.

Sometimes I flaunt it.
I’m so proud when I offer grace to those that are so undeserving.  If you got a second, I can tell you about it.

Sometimes I embrace it.  When I realize what’s good for me and that I’ve strayed to far, I scoop it up in arm fulls.  Actually, writing that out kind of makes me think that that’s still pretty pompous. 

But sometimes… 

Sometimes I collapse under its weight.  Those are times when it seems as if I’ve reached the limit of the depth of His well.  Those are the times I remember the ragamuffin’s cry that “we are all beggars at the door of God’s mercy.”  Those are the times that I fall under the glory of the truth that Jesus came into the world “full of grace and truth.”  And in that grace He offers forgiveness, reconciliation, comfort, healing, joy and love.  And there is enough.  There’s always enough.

He is grace.

The Best Way to Define Success

I realized the other day that, when it comes to our jobs, my wife is far more successful than I am.  It sounds funny to say out loud (or write in this case) because I’ve been doing my job for 18 ½ years and my wife has only been doing hers, professionally, for a year.  That doesn’t mean I’m not good at what I do, I am.  I’ve been doing it for almost two decades and I know it inside and out.  At this point it requires almost no thought.  To be fair, my wife has actually been doing her job for 11ish years, but only a year of that has been professionally.  In addition to my almost 20 years of experience I have a lot of training and education that punctuates the depth of that experience; I mean A LOT.  On the other end of that, my wife has very little “formal” training in her skill.  By in large, her skill is almost completely self-taught.  Yet, the fact remains that she is still far more successful than I.

What makes her more successful?  That depends on your definition of success.  If your definition is the amount of money you make, I might have her beat.  Although, in proportion to the amount of hours she puts in compared to how much she makes versus the amount I do, she probably slays me in that area too.  If your definition of success is based on how far up the promotional/leadership ladder you’ve climbed, then I might get her there.  Although, again, she’s self-employed so the minute she started her business, being that she’s the boss, she started at the top of the ladder.  What took me 15 years to achieve, she achieved by simply deciding to start a business.  Sarah – 2, Bruce – 0.  If either of those are your definition, they aren’t very solid goals to move toward.

There will always be someone that makes more money and always someone in a higher position, thus always someone that is more successful.

I used to look at success like that, but over that last few years that’s changed; largely in part due to my wife and others I’ve seen achieve “success”.  So how do I base success?  On this one question:  Do you love what you do?  So what does my wife do that makes her successful leaps and bounds beyond me?  She’s a photographer; and a stinking good one at that. And it’s not that she’s a photographer that makes her successful, it’s the fact that she LOVES it.

I get to go on photo shoots with my wife often.  When I accompany her, I get to watch as she turns a decade long passion into a job that she absolutely loves. I get to be privy to all her giggles and excited squeals as she clicks away and captures that literal “once in a life time” shot.  I also get to see the aftermath, in the editing portion, and there are equal portions of giggles and squeals. Then I go to my job.  I’m a Master Sergeant in the US Air Force (for those that don’t know, MSgt is a fairly high enlisted rank.  It’s the third of the top three highest enlisted ranks.  It’s essentially the equivalent to upper management).  Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the career I’ve had, especially as I draw close to retirement.  Also, I’m so honored to have served my country.  But, I don’t love what I do anymore.

I work in an office, all day, managing people and programs.  I answer emails and go to meetings.  I sign things, assign tasks and coordinate with other agencies.  And I’m good at it, but it’s not what I love doing.  It hasn’t been for a long time.  There are so many other things I would love to do.

Realistically, for me success looks like teaching, speaking and writing.  I love all three.  It’s where I’m comfortable and what excites me.  So my philosophy on success goes like this:  If you can do what you love as your job, then do it. If your passionate hobby can be your dream job, it should be.  That’s success.

So like I said, my wife is a really good photographer.  She has a lot of fans, of which I am the biggest, regardless of what anyone on the internet says.  I’m her husband; I get the “Biggest Fan” title by default.  As her biggest fan I’d be remiss in not telling you to visit her website and FB Page.  Seriously, go there and see how amazing she is.

Seeking Success,

Bruce

Equality for All

I’ve recently read some great blogs surrounding the whole same gender marriage issue.  Most talked about loving others regardless.  Some supported, some opposed.  From a facts perspective, both had very valid points.  One of my favorites brought up the point that we (as Christians) have let this issue distract (<–that’s the link to the blog) us from the point of this weekend… Jesus.  

I’m positive there isn’t a need for another blog post or article or YouTube video about why same gender marriage is or isn’t right.  Everyone has made there stance known and yet we’re still yelling and spewing anger and hate.  I carry no misconceptions about my blog changing peoples minds for whether to support or oppose this issue.  So I don’t intend to try.  This post isn’t about getting my view out there or promoting my agenda.  This post isn’t even meant point back to the purpose of this weekend.  This post is meant to point to the purpose of our life, Jesus, and promote His agenda.  

The truth is you can’t legislate morality one way or the other.  You can try, but it won’t matter.  If you legalize same gender marriage, people will still oppose it.  If you don’t, people will still oppose that decision.  It won’t end.  Truthfully, I’m not sure that this legislation is the real issue.  I know it’s a big deal for many people, but the basis of all this is the desire for equality.  Sadly, that won’t ever happen.  There will always be someone that has more.  More rights, more money, more ability, more privileged.  That’s not to say we don’t fight for what is right, good and just.  I’m thankful for people like MLK Jr.  He’s a hero for sure.  But we’ll never live in a country or world, for that matter, where everyone is equal.

But, there is one place where we are all the same.  Where no one’s transgressions outweigh another’s.  A place where we are loved regardless of us.  A place where we can rest after the strain of our shouts to be heard.  It’s the cross.  We stand at the foot of the cross on equal and level ground.  The cross is not an Easter thing.  It’s a thank God everyday thing.  It’s the place that Jesus, through His blood, sweat and tears, prepared for us to be on the same footing as everyone else.  It’s the place that Jesus meets us and loves us.  There we are equals, all of us.

Regardless of how passionate you are about this issue, if you’re a Christian you have three commands from Jesus (there where a lot of them, but three that encompass them all): 1) Love God, 2) Love others, and 3) Make disciples.  Those three commands require their own post… maybe even their own book, hmm.  But that middle command wasn’t group specific, it actually meant others.  Not just your friends or church or even other Christians.  It means all others.  When you genuinely love God, you’ll love others and you’ll make disciples.  Carl Medaris, author of ‘Speaking of Jesus‘, makes this point perfect when asked by a lesbian, “What’s your position on gays?”  He said, “I didn’t even think about that one, ‘The same as Jesus’: to love them.'”  That’s Jesus’ agenda: to love others.  That was the purpose of the cross and this weekend: so we know He loves us and so we are enabled to love others. 

We’re all equal at the cross,

Bruce

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