What's Really Important?

After lunch today at work I decided I needed some caffeine. So I went to the machine to buy a can of Mountain Dew. When I retrieved the can I was most irritated to find it was hot. Apparently the machine is broken as some in the office had noticed the problem the previous day (and failed to put a note on it). No big deal... I got a cup, put some ice in it and poured in the Dew. I'm not one to dilute my Dew with ice but this was a special situation.

Once I poured the Dew I realized I also needed a chocolate fix. So I made a trip to the ground floor to buy a candy bar (no I don't count calories... instead, I exercise). Even as I made my way from the elevator to the vending machine I was dwelling on the hot Dew and what I was going to do to help remedy the situation.

Just then I rounded a corner and noticed three EMTs tending to our building custodian as he sat there in a corner of his little storage room. There were others in the room watching as they checked his blood pressure. Immediately I was confronted with the fact that I had spent the last ten minutes fuming over a hot Mountain Dew while this man just could be fighting for his life.

On my way back upstairs I said a prayer for him and began to contemplate why I had let myself get so worked up over nothing.

We live in a world that compels us to be self-absorbed. Televisions shows, television and magazine ads, movies and even many Christian televangelists tell us how wecan be this and we can be that. At some point we begin to feel we are really important!! And so we begin again, just as we did when we were toddlers, to look at life through our "me" glasses. How does this affect me? What is that going to do for me? What's in it for me? Finally, we end up feeling so self-important that the nothing events in our lives become world-ending disasters. "Why should I have to deal with a hot Mountain Dew"??

In the last half of Matthew 6, Jesus points out to the disciples they don't need to be concerned over the little things... things like "what will I wear" and "what will I eat". What's funny is we think those are big things. But Jesus didn't. What Jesus ends up saying is, "But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things (what will I eat, what will I wear) will be added to you".

So what is important? Well, apparently the kingdom of God is important. But where is the kingdom of God? Some say it's exists now as a spiritual kingdom. I can't disagree with that. But how do I seek it? Three things... prayer, Bible study and meditation.

If I focus more on that kingdom what will it do to me? Well, first I would be spending less time on other things, right? if I'm normally spending my time dwelling on a lot of useless things, this would be a plus!

Second, my mindset will begin to change. I begin to perceive things in a different light. I will begin to see things around me from a Godly perspective and from not from a worldly (television/movies/politicians/Oprah) perspective.

It's always good when I'm reminded of my own self-absorption. It definitely made me feel guilty finding myself in this state and being shocked out of it by a sight like the one I saw today. Please pray for this nice old man, our custodian!

Boysenberries!!

My coworkers have been saying I'm a bit obsessed with my berry-picking.  So I decided to add this to my blog.  If you look at the picture to the right you'll see boysenberries.  I found these today while picking.  For perspective I put a quarter in the middle of the boysenberries.  Yes, they're HUGE! 

So what is a boysenberry (Tre, help me out here)?  I found from wisegeek.com that they're a cross between a blackberry, a loganberry (a what?) and a raspberry.  We had boysenberries next to our house in Murfreesboro, AR when I was growing up.  Each spring I'd spend a few days picking them so as to have a mess of preserves through the winter.  Mom would always oblige!! 

So, the blackberries I've been picking aren't nearly this big.  However they're huge for blackberries.  I've determined these are hybrids.  Cabot has always been known for the farmland around it and I'm convinced these might have been left over from those days. 

I went again today and picked about a gallon before getting rained out.  I was aiming for two gallons! 

Which brings me to the point here.  Why do I love to pick berries?  I hadn't really thought about it until this year.  Since I was a child I loved berry-picking... but why?  I guess for a lot of reasons.  I love the taste of ripe berries.  I love the preserves and cobblers that are made.  I also just love getting outside away from everything and everyone and being alone with nature. 

However, I think the primary reason I love picking berries is I just can't bear the thought of those berries going to waste!  There is something inside me that just drives me to do it.  I'm sure it's much more complicated though... maybe I love the feeling that I've harvested something that cost me nothing (other than a few chiggers and scratches all over my hands).  And that will then become something (preserves) that I will be able to enjoy for months to come.  In essence I've gained something at little or no cost.  Maybe this was instilled in my by my parents when I was young.

So, this is a great opportunity to teach my girls about being enterprising... about making the best of opportunities given.  Lauren helped pick (a little... before it got too hot and she got tired of the briars) and Lindsey jumped in and helped with making the preservers... she even made a cobbler! 

"Who can find a virtuous wife?  For her worth is far above rubies." Proverbs 31:10

God Words

A couple of weeks ago, sitting in worship, I noticed Lacey (Our three-yr-old) was using a crayon to highlight words on our worship lyric sheets.  I leaned over and asked what she was doing.  She said, "I'm finding God words"!  She was going through the entire sheet and highlighting words like God, Jesus, Lord or Savior.

So I took a minute to help her (don't tell the pastor).  It fascinated me that she was excited about finding "God words" in the song lyrics.  With all the things she could do during the sermon... color, play with a doll or one of her storm-trooper action figures, she chose to get the lyric sheet out and look for "God words"!

This really got me to thinking.  How often do I put aside the things I'd rather be doing and look for "God words"?  Let's change that a bit.  How often do I put aside the things I'd rather be doing and look for "God's Word"?  When I'd rather be watching a movie or perusing Facebook, wouldn't it be better to take that time to sit down with God's Word and see what He wants me to do?

You can learn a lot from a child.

Stimulus

At first glance you might have thought this post was about the economy.  Wrong!  It's about my life and how I have coped with myself over the past 45 years.

Two years ago I found myself completely overwhelmed by my work.  I was stressed to the point that I had little control over my own emotions... whether or not I was working.  I was losing the ability to make decisions and therefore to get work done.  I found myself experiencing a level of, well, despair, I never thought I, as a Christian, would have to deal with.

I recall Marilla Cuthbert (Anne of Green Gables) making the statement, "To despair is to turn your back on God".  While the Anne movies don't contain much in the way of the spiritual, I have to admit I took that quote to heart.  So what did I do about my stress?  Nothing.  I went to work every day and I came home and had a breakdown every evening (I won't go into details on this, but if you've been there you know what I'm talking about).  I guess I had convinced myself I just didn't have a problem.  If I did, it would mean I wasn't putting my trust in God... wouldn't it?

This went on until finally my stress at work eased enough for me to think more clearly.   I realized I had to do something immediately before things became worse.  The first person I contacted was my pastor.  I discussed my problems and asked him for direction.  I'll be completely honest.  I didn't expect any answers from my pastor.  Not that I don't think highly of him... I certainly do!  It's just that he's a pastor, not a psychologist.  We talked a bit and he gave me the name of a Christian counselor to call.  I did visit with the counselor but I honestly didn't feel like he was the person I needed to see.

One day I had lunch with a good friend.  I decided to open up to him a bit and tell him of my troubles.  To my surprise, my friend could sympathize.  He had been there... had experienced the stress I was experiencing.  He referred me to a counselor, Doug, who was a human resources specialist and a career counselor.  Now, I didn't know this man from Adam, but something was telling me I needed to see him.  So I called him and set up a meeting.

Doug and I had a breakfast meeting.  On our first visit I knew this was someone who genuinely cared for my well-being and wanted to help.  What Doug wanted was to do a personality evaluation, something I've done many times before in one form or another.  I was not impressed.  However, this evaluation was much more in-depth than any I'd done before.  Doug also wanted to bring Dana into the picture and have her take the evaluation as well.

Through the evaluation Dana and I learned a lot about ourselves.  We learned that we are very different in the type of affirmations we desire.  I then learned that I was the type of person who was continually absorbing a massive amount of stimulus.  If it was coming my way I was taking it in.  This meant my mind was trying to process so much information it would eventually become overwhelmed.  That's when I would "zone out".  Doug's explanation of my evaluation results fit so perfectly with my life.  Someone who was easily distracted, unable to function in a very loud or "busy" environment and often unable to make decisions.  This meant I was often unable to complete seemingly simple tasks.  I was a great starter but not so much a great finisher.  I now knew why my mind was continually processing something, anything, everything that came its way. 

I now think back to college and consider how difficult it was for me to study while in the dorm or while knowing I could be doing many other things.  It's now clear to me why I chose the many other things over studying... because they didn't require the level of focus studying did.  I know what you're thinking... "nobody wanted to study in college".  Yes, but for me it was much worse.  I could make up my mind to study, go to the library, sit and stare at a book for hours and have learned nothing.   Why?  Because every noise, every cough, sneeze, turn of a page, squeak of a door hinge... every sight, every scent... everything, distracted me from my main focus. 

I took Doug's initial advice and began to eliminate distraction from my workplace.  I tidied my desk.  I disabled the notification beeps and pop-ups on my computer's email.  These things did make some difference.  I was definitely able to maintain focus for longer periods of time.  However that still wasn't enough. I still wasn't able to focus the way I needed to in order to do my job adequately.  Doug had shown me what was possible and I didn't believe I was anywhere close to that.

I had two options at this point.  Either find another, less stressful job or take that step I had been dreading for months... see a shrink.

Early in 2009 I began seeing a licensed counselor.  After listening to me for only a few minutes he prescribed a medication for me.  Now I am not a fan of prescription medications!  I just don't like the thought of making myself dependent on drugs.  However, I began taking the prescription.  I just finally decided it was worth a try.  I found out very quickly that it worked... and worked wonderfully!  For the first time I was able to really focus intently on what I needed to do.  My stress level dropped almost completely away and my productivity increase dramatically.  Now, when I awoke in the mornings, I felt eager to go to work.  This was a far cry from the dread with which I had been getting up mornings.

Now to the present (well, almost).  A few weeks ago I began having some really intense skin allergies.  The only catalyst Dana and I could find was that the medication I was taking had changed in appearance (while the pharmacist assured me it was still the same medication).  My counselor's office had me come off the prescription immediately and for an entire week.  It was at this point I began to fully realize just how much better my condition had gotten.  When the medication was completely out of my system I found I was extremely sensitive to noises.  My stress level had gone up dramatically, and for no real reason.  Other employees talking in the office became very distracting and stressful to me.  I would call down the girls if the got very loud.  I began to have trouble sleeping again as my mind didn't want to go to sleep but wanted to relive every event of the past day.

It appears the medication was helping to buffer all the many stimuli that were streaming in... allowing me to focus on the tasks at hand. I found I was completely overwhelmed at this sudden new exposure to the torrent of stimuli I had lived with for so many years.  You might compare it to drinking from a fire hose... more than I can handle.

I was finally able to get back on the medication and things have since returned to normal (or the new normal).  Looking back I have to say it was a blessing to have this little hiccup occur.  If I had not come off the medication the way I did I might never have been able to experience so freshly the indescribable attack on my senses I experienced.

I now completely understood the world in which I had lived.  Additionally I felt a great deal of regret.  What if I had been able to overcome this as a child or as a teenager?  How might my life have been different?  Where would I be today?  This regret didn't last for long.  Looking at my beautiful wife and children, I have to believe I'm exactly where God wanted me! 

From a Christian perspective this revelation has shown me a few things.  First of all... it is okay to go to a doctor.  Just because we're Christians doesn't mean we are always going to be perfectly healthy and well adjusted.

Second, It has also given me a new perspective with which to organize and plan my life.  As a result of the stimuli, I had over the years become more and more distanced from social life.  I found myself content to sit at home, watch a movie... whatever involves encountering the least amount of stimulus.  I see that beginning to change now.  I'm able to make more decisions, able to sift through the noise and focus on what I need to do.  I'm able to get off the couch and go read my bible or grab a paint brush and do something constructive. 

That's not all.  I now look at our 3-yr-old Lacey in a different light.  I've used the term "over-sensitive" often in describing Lacey.  Now I see that is 100% accurate.  Lacey is often overwhelmed by stimulus.  She becomes over-stressed about things with which most people would not have the slightest problem.  Accompanying this is a greatly heightened sense of empathy.  She becomes very concerned when someone else is having trouble, is hurt or is sick.  It upsets her greatly if she can't help.

What's amazing is how similar Lacey's personality is to my own when I was her age.  I was a very excitable child who was easily stressed and overwhelmed by situations.  I was often overly emotional over things that were really no big deal (I still am).  Lacey is so different than her older sisters, who are both very laid back.  Lacey is anything but laid back!

I sincerely believe God has used Lacey to help me in my effort to learn how to deal with myself.  Raising Lacey is much like being able to take a step back from myself, watch and learn... or, at the least, understand.  We understand Lacey very well.  We know that she must take breaks and mentally rest from her overload of stimulus once in awhile.  In the same way I find it helps for me to get away from the real world more often... go workout, disappear for a day.

Isn't it amazing how God places situations in your path to help you understand what you're doing?  He asks us to go on faith, not knowing what is to come.  Then, on the path, he begins to give us insight into His plan.  We begin to see how complex and wonderful God's plans are and we feel so privileged just be a part of them!

"Can fever go sideways"?

Last week Lacey was under the weather.  Her temperature was running around 101 to 102 and she was pretty miserable with a stuffy nose and a cough.  So Dana set her up a "nest" on the couch like she has with all the girls when they are sick... a TV tray next to the couch with tissues, water and anything else they may need. 

I had come home from work and was sitting in the living room with Lacey, Dana Lauren and Dana and I were discussing Lacey's fever going up and down.  Dana left the room and Lacey showed just how deeply she can think.  She said, "Lauren, does fever go sideways"?  In our discussion of her fever going up and down she began to wonder what that meant... so she surmised it must be able to go sideways as well.

This really showed me how much like her Daddy Lacey really is.  I was always lost in though as a child.  I was trying to solve the problems of the world... and what I knew of the world was what drove my thought processes.  You see, Lacey heard the words "up and down" and, I'm certain, envisioned something bouncing or moving up and down. 

This just goes to show how different our thought processes are from our childrens' thought processes.  They have a very limited view of the world and that view is all they have to shape the way they see things.

When I go to a movie that may be rated PG-13 and see parents with their small children I have to wonder what in the world they must be thinking (the parents that is).  How could you expect your child to watch a movie that is far beyond their comprehension and not be affected by it?  Why would you expect your child to watch a movie and not think this is just the way people should act? 

I feel such anger towards parents who do this and such pity for the children who find themselves subjected to adult situations they should have never been asked to deal with at such a young age.  They are going to grow up with such a malformed view of how they should behave in this world. 

So when I hear my little girl asking "can fever go sideways" I have to thank God for instilling in me a strong desire to raise my children apart from today's Hollywood and as close to God as possible.  Lacey will grow up with a Christ-like perspective on the world... and, God willing, she will become a trusted friend, a peacemaker, a hard worker, a helper, a loving wife and mother.  When someone around her becomes sick she will know that fever doesn't go sideways... and that she can help.  She will be a witness for Christ and will help lead many to the Lord. 

"Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it. " (Prov 22:6)