I have for the last 6 years dedicated my life to serving other people to their God-given design.  I have learned to be content behind the scenes.Maybe more than content… Maybe comfortable. And comfort doesn’t seem to function well alongside faith.

One of the great things about being in the rear is that you don't get shot at nearly as often.  I have spent much of my life on the front line, and I don't think I realized how much I had been hit until I had a reprieve.

When it comes to getting hurt, I am definitely of the “rub a little dirt on it,” school. I love quoting George, my marine friend, “Pain is just weakness leaving the body.” In the fray, I think that is still pretty good advice. Sometimes the pace of life demands persistence, and tenacity. But life is lived in seasons, and I am convinced, we all must have seasons of rest. Seasons of renewal. I don’t think there is a formula for this. I think it is something we are led into. When my body doesn’t seem to be functioning correctly, my natural medicine friend, Michele, is always telling me to listen to my body. She says that God has designed our bodies with healing mechanisms, its just that I am often a lousy listener.

Maybe that is the key. Listening. When fully engaged in the heat of battle, one doesn’t have time to listen. One reacts. And we react based on how we were conditioned to react. My life training comes to bear on my life circumstance. How many of us live from one battle to the next, living in constant opposition to invisible opposing forces, whatever they may be?

So maybe stopping, resting, listening is the secret to remaining aware. It seems there is much to discover when we slow the pace of life enough to listen. For to listen is to continually give up all expectation and to give our attention, completely and freshly, to what is before us, not really knowing what we will hear or what that will mean. In the practice of our days, to listen is to lean in, softly, with a willingness to be changed by what we hear. – Mark Nepo

What I hear is that I must keep risking. In order to continue becoming, I must continue to rush headlong into the unknown. The journey is not over. The adventure continues.