She sets the pace…

slowdownBefore every meal that Amy and I sit down to, we lean into each other to express our gratitude and appreciation for each other… and to offer a kiss.  This is a prayerful moment for me as I express these parts of my love for her… to her.  While being able to enter into that space with her is wonderful enough… there are also moments leading up to that which are just as special.

There is often a tug of war over who gets to put food on their plate first.  Often times we will pile the food on our plate at the stove and then move to the table.  I always insist that she get hers first… and she returns the insisting that I go first… I tend to give in most of the time.

She likes it that way.

From the stove, I will move my plate to the dinner table where I will put it down, and anxiously wait for Amy to arrive with hers.  I don’t sit down yet… because my heart is longing for her arrival (even though it is usually just a few feet of distance between us).  Sometimes, I need to remind the kiddos (who are already seated) not to take a bite until she arrives.  She is worth the wait.

Finally… Amy will arrive with her food, and I will time out my sitting down with her… so that I can lean in for that kiss… and the expression of gratitude and appreciation.

This is only one example of one of the greatest lessons I have learned in my life from Amy… the importance of a woman being able to set the pace.

As a man… with many ideas… I have had the double edged sword experience of having the ability to jet off in many directions… satisfying the ideas and ambitions within me.  But have burned out trying… or been too afraid to actually move any of those ideas into reality.

I had no sense of pace.

A woman has a natural way about her that feels her way into waiting.  As a man… I can suggest any number of directions that we could head… all of them may be good… but not all of them may be the way that we should go.  And so I need her…

I need her to set the pace… so that the good ideas drop off… and the great ideas remain.

I need her to set the pace… so that as a man, I can appreciate more that natural intuition she has to feel her way through life with me.

I need her to set the pace… because sometimes, as a man… I miss the urgency of a situation where action is needed… now.

I need her to set the pace… because in my ability to move from point A… to B… to C… sometimes I miss the opportunities to pause at point A.1… A.2…. A.3…

Men tend to miss out on a lot of life… because we haven’t learned to slow our pace down long enough to smell the roses.  We get pace wrong… a lot.

… and so I need her…

To teach me how to to trust… and to find God in the places that move slower in life… to breath in all of the graces I would have missed… had I set off on my own… and expected her to keep up.

01 What’s the Bible About… and intro…

We recently discovered that a young person close to us had the desire to know more about the Bible.  Truth be told, it was a slightly jolting moment, in that I (Chadwick) am nearing the completion of masters studies revolving around the Bible, and yet have not had… or been intentional enough about making opportunities for discussion about the scriptures to take place.

 

Predicating circumstances are an issue for that serve as roadblocks for this individual to be open to me for conversations about the Bible.

 

I am a pastor… with a bit of a knack for keeping conversations at a street level of understanding.

 

I am a pastor… who has been through a divorce, and perhaps lost some of that street cred when it comes to surface level understanding of Scripture.

 

I am a pastor…  at heart… none the less…

 

Regardless of the events that have played a role in this moment of time I find myself continuing to understand the Sacred Texts in… I still feel a calling to the Message of Jesus, the Trinity, the Gospel Narrative, humanity and grace… that can be communicated to this world, regardless of where we have been… and the sins that have caused separation between us… and a community of people that have questions that need to be answered.

 

I still feel a sense of responsibility to share what my training and experience has afforded me to share.  I also feel the pressure of a community, that because of our relationship genuinely feels as if though I need to remain silent.  What nearly two years of dealing with that tension has brought us to is this: the Message of a God who loves in tender ways, as well as tough ways hasn’t given up on us yet… and it is God’s story… through our experience… that needs to be told.

 

There are so many facets to God… and no one experience can box it up…

 

And therefore… from this context… we will take some time to communicate who God has been to us… and hopefully, through it all… something universal will match the rhythm of your life… your experience… in a way that allows  you to understand a bit more, this mystery… which is God.

 

We hope you will follow along… especially you… who feels as though the Bible is something you should be able to wrap your heart, soul, and mind around… just a bit more…


You are loved…