Saturdays are for Boundaries

Working for yourself…being an entrepreneur of sorts…can consume every bit of your time if you let it. People ask me often how I set boundaries in my work. It’s taken me multiple failures & a lot of time to discover that the discipline of rest is one of the most valuable things I can learn. Weekends are the perfect time for it. I was out of town all of last week & my to-do list before leaving town for another week first thing tomorrow morning is a mile long. But, setting a boundary of saving the weekend for rest & friends is worth an insanely busy Monday!

Fear Keeps Me in Check

“What are you afraid of right now?”

I’ve been working on a project for the last few months with three dear friends & that was the question our fearless leader in the group threw out at us the other day.

My answer? Friendships. I’m afraid that this project will eventually kill my friendships with those three individuals. But that hasn’t made me walk away yet. Because even though that is a deeply rooted fear of mine, I still believe some of the most powerful ideas come to life in community. I believe that vision born out of community is perhaps one of the most beautiful creative gifts on the planet. The synergy of relationship, heart, skill, & vision is undeniably powerful. Rooted in bold humility I believe it has the power to be truly life changing in ways we can’t even imagine.

I’ve been trying for the last several months to reconcile that fear & that deeply rooted belief of mine. And honestly, I’ve made next to zero progress. But after voicing that fear with those friends today, I’ve realized that perhaps it’s not about reconciling the fear but about pushing on in spite of it.

The truth is that with the right perspective, fear doesn’t stop me, it simply keeps me in check. 

Do you let your fears stop you? Or do you view them as guardrails to guide you on the journey? 

Profoundly Ordinary Moments

I’ve written about them before. That special group of people that gathers on Sunday evenings whom I haven’t quite found the words to describe just yet.

But perhaps that’s the point. Perhaps “community” is a sufficient description because to dissect it any further would only remove the mysterious yet tangible beautiful spirit of those people.

The thing I love most about that community is the moments. The profoundly ordinary ones.

This past Sunday it was dancing in the rain. Yes, a dozen or so 20 & 30 somethings dancing outside in the pouring rain, thunder crashing, lightening flashing. For a moment I think every one of us was fully alive. Experiencing the joy of being present. Laughing as we jumped wholeheartedly into the moment like carefree children.

I truly believe it’s the profoundly ordinary moments…the ones too simple for words… ultimately shape us. The ones whose beauty can’t accurately be summed up, only felt. The life in between the milestones that sustains & nourishes us.

Can I encourage you to look for those moments in your life this week? They’re waiting with an open hand inviting you to come in & sit down for a moment to savor them. 

Stories that Mark Us…Reflections on Love Does

“I don’t know how to explain Bob’s love except to say it is utterly & delightfully devastating.”

I hadn’t even made it through the introduction but I knew this book was going to be one of those that becomes a landmark along my life’s journey. I kept reading. That first sitting I read a third of the book before I stopped. Then I went & wrote four pages in my journal, texted a couple of friends with encouragement, & asked a few others to answer some tough questions for me.

It was a short sentence on page 7 that really got me “I wasn’t a project; I was his friend.”


My strategic process wired brain oftentimes causes me to approach friendships like they’re projects. I truly love my friends, but I also can’t stop trying to help that grow/fix their problems/figure life out/etc. I made a resolution right then to be intentional about not approaching friendships like projects. To listen without providing answers. To spend more time encouraging than admonishing.

(The really honest truth is that I approach friendships like projects because oftentimes being able to help people figure out a problem makes me feel valuable…like I have worth in that friendship…but that’s another post for another time.)

A great story is one that causes me to reflect on my own, write my own, & live my own. Love Does left me inspired to strive to be known for more than just loving Jesus. Don’t get me wrong, I want to love Jesus. But, I want to be known for loving others with everything I am because I love Jesus with everything I am. I want to live it not just say it. Practice it not just study it.

What story have you read recently that has marked your life’s journey?