Have ever you stopped and looked at your life and wondered, what happened to me? This morning when I took off my shirt to shower I was frightened by the bald, pregnant, Filipino woman staring back at me. It truly was frightening to see myself (in profile) with a gut the size of Texas. While showering I began thinking about what my life looked like 5 years ago. Back then, my belly looked more Connecticut – noticeable but not offensively large, as are the citizens of Connecticut (I would have compared my stomach to Rhode Island but that’s the smallest state in the U.S. and that’s just not true of my belly). Five years ago I was more diligent about going to the gym with my gym “buddy” (his name coincidentally was Jim – KIDDING!). Back then I cared a little more about how my body looked than I do today.
But all of my lament regarding my gird also got me thinking about my life, about ministry and about the things I cared about when I was living in Seattle. It spurred me into action about writing some things down about my life and what about it has changed, other than the obvious. What has changed in my life? What things about ministry, about the church and about God has changed for me? What things should I filter out? What are valid changes? What are changes that just don’t really matter in the long run?
What about you? What has changed in your life? Where were you and what was heaviest on your mind 5 years ago?
Thanks for reading.
Joe

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This is what I had this afternoon – African herbal tea from Starbucks. Total number of herbal teas today – 3. I’m learning that the taste of coffee, first of all, is what I crave. But secondly, I am also drawn to coffee because I crave something hot to drink after a meal or very early in the morning. Tonight, before I went back to church for a meeting, my wife made a delicious dinner. My initial instinct was to chase down the meal with a hot cup of coffee and drink it on the way to the meeting. I caught myself wanting the cup but I stopped myself.
I love coffee. I need to state that clearly and simply before I go on. When I have breakfast with my daughter, I have a cup of coffee. When I have lunch with my daughter, I have a cup of coffee. When I first sit down to work, I have a cup of coffee. I love everything about coffee. I love the way it smells, the way it looks, the way it looks back at me and says, “You need another sip of me. I am delicious.” But, lately, I haven’t been feeling well. I’ve noticed that I’ve been more tired in the afternoon, not sleeping well at night and very jumpy. All that on 3 cups of coffee a day. So, I’m toying around with the idea of not having coffee for a month to see how it makes me feel.