I am a driven person.  This is me.  I work best under deadlines and when the pressure is on.  This is both a blessing and a curse.  It is great because I tend to get a lot done, especially when the heat is on and its go-time.  It is bad because when it goes unchecked it leaves me exhausted, my family wishing for a lucid husband/father, and my relationship with God in shambles because “there’s just not time”.

When harnessed, however, this is a great thing.  I believe God created me this way for just such a task as church planting.  He also has watched me at times go overboard and learn some serious lessons along the way.  That is why I’m so excited right now.  I really overdid it during the last few weeks, timewise, leading up to Sunday’s first service.  But that is becoming the exception in my life, not the rule.

Preaching wipes me out — it energizes me in so many ways, but physically I love that “poured out” feeling after delivering the message God has laid on my heart.  This was the case yesterday.  And rather than driving through it, pressing on zombie-like after some mythical goal of uber-masculinity, I laid down yesterday for a Sunday afternoon nap…

and woke up this morning.  And it felt great.  And I’m more rested today than I’ve been in months.  Thank you God for designing us with a rhythm.  And help me to find and maintain that healthy rhythm you desire for my life.