A jig is a dance and implies energetic stepping & this feels like the opposite of jet lag. If you’ve ever heard a song played at half speed with the words sounding long & drawn out, incomprehensible, and the music total nonsense, this is how jet lag feels. It’s no bueno.
Thankfully, time in God’s hands is a good thing. It helps me to remember that God has organized time and events in my life such that even when I have jet lag & eventhing seems slow, God is in control. So whether we want things to speed up or slow down, God’s timing in our lives is perfect, regardless of how we feel or the circumstances of our lives 🙂
“Wakey Wakey,” said my body at 4am this morning. When I looked at the clock, my brain said, “Sleepy! Sleepy!”And that’s the challenge with jet lag: you wake up at crazy hours & you want to sleep when it’s time to be awake. I’m just back from Cambodia, so it takes a little time to reset ones clock & let the body catch up to the proper time zone. Getting upset won’t help the reset.
Sometimes, we also need to reset our focus & priorities to what is best aligned with genuine love. Instead of managing to the culture around us or pursuing creature comforts, let’s upset the mundane & conventional to go after what’s exceptional & revolutionary.And we can start today by doing the quote from Mother Teresa, “Do little things with great love”
Presently, I’m making my way back home to Denver, from a very busy & productive trip to Cambodia & Bangladesh. This trip was productive for me in ways that I didn’t anticipate in terms of making some new friends & have some very rich fellowship with friends that I’ve had there for more than 10years. It was productive, as well, in loads of ways for Saving Moses & I’m still processing some of the developments, looking for God’s wisdom.
But here’s the true confession: when I start the journey home, I can be very unpleasant. By this point in any trip, I’m usually tired, spent & I want to sit on my back porch, yesterday. So if there are flight delays, airline people who aren’t helpful, or other small challenges, I can have a short fuse & it’s no bueno. So I’m sitting in the airport, having just heard the announcement that my flight is delayed almost 2 hours & there’s a chance I’ll miss my domestic flight to Denver. Despite how justified I feel to be hostile & obnoxious, I have a deeper anchor in my soul than my tired body & impatient feelings. The Holy Spirit is my helper & helps me to display the Fruit of the Spirit rather than the revulsion of the flesh. The first step to walk in these Fruits is to make the true confessions to the Holy Spirit & then ask for supernatural Help 🙂
I’ve recently returned from a very quick trip to Belfast Ireland & have been navigating the normal jet lag & weird sleep hours that accompany international travel. Consequently, I’ve been waking up at not such exciting hours in the night. Today, I woke up at 2am (I think my finger is infected because it was throbbing) & I was none too happy about being so alert when I should be so sleeping – lemons 🙁
But here’s some lemonade: yesterday, I woke up at 3am and very perky. I decided to use the “extra” time to do some work on a book I’m writing about the Holy Spirit. Needless to say, the house was quiet and I could nestle into listening to the Holy Spirit guide me about how and what to write. As a result, what we wrote is very engaging, insightful and beautiful.
So here’s to making lemonade out of lemons in our daily living 🙂
Heat, humidity, crowds, chaos & haze. We’ve been traveling now for over 40hours & we’re closing in on “almost there.” I’m presently sitting in a waiting hall for domestic flights & trying to get a little oriented. I had a nice but BRIEF chat with some Chinese guys from Shandong province, where Mao was born and in a few hours, we get to visit one of our biggest malnutrition clinics.
Whenever I visit Angola, I’m always reminded that its only been in the last 10years that there has been any stability whatsoever here. They had more than 30 years of a MASSIVELY brutal & inhumane civil war & before that, Angola was a Portuguese colony for over 300 years. This is important because wherever there is political instability, babies often experience the most significant impact because the infant mortality increases proportionate to the quantity of instability: long instability = masses of dying babies / high infant mortality. So for the next few days, we will be visiting our malnutrition clinics, meeting some wonderful moms & seeing how the benefits of consistent therapeutic milk plays out for malnourished babies who would likely die without our help.
Stick around w me thru this blog, Facebook & twitter so we can make this journey together 🙂
So presently, I’m in a bit of a time warp because I went to Turkey for the weekend & came back last night. The total trip from start to finish was less than 80 hours. In that amount of time, I was in 3 different countries, visited 4 of the 7 churches John addressed in Revelation 2-3, learned lots of cool historical & biblical stuff, rode on 6 airplanes & spent no less than 10 hours driving to various places. With this in mind, I’m very happy to know my name & present location 🙂
Along with the above excitement, here are some things I like about jet lag:
time feels less definite & concrete but more amorphous
in my present mindframe, I find myself leaning into God more for moment by moment help
coffee seems to taste better ,)
I have a viable excuse for not making sense ,)
it seems like I feel or sense God better
my family relationships feel very gentle, tender & rich
Ok, right off the bat, please forgive me for not blogging since I’ve returned from Angola. And here’s the honest truth: when I come back from these trips where I connect with moms, infants, healthcare workers, etc who live on the frontlines of infant mortality everyday, coming home can sometimes be complicated. This return, especially compared to last year, is less difficult emotionally for me, but is more physically difficult. Please don’t interpret my thoughts here to be complaints because I’m deeply thankful to God for this absolutely magnificent honor of getting to love “the least of these”. Nevertheless, my body is pretty worn down so I’ve been endeavoring to maintain my essential priorities that of course include nurturing healthy relationships with my family.
With all of that being said, let me also include that I had one of the richest times of the year with God yesterday morning – waking at 3am due to the time change. We had some delicious fellowship meandering through Acts 3, when the beggar was healed at the temple.
I’ll get back into the blogging routine here & shortly we’ll be putting up some great pix from our Angola @savingmoses trip 🙂