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Sunday, December 08, 2013

Reflections on Risk Taking

I was able to spend the lunch hour yesterday with 30 men from a variety of industries discussing the challenges to taking risks, through the Iron Project.  The leaders led us through the 5 areas that men need to risk: physically, in friendships, in our faith, emotions and jobs.
We highlighted that the largest hinderance to risk is FEAR.  (Perhaps this is why Jesus 17 times tells people “Do not fear”).  In many of my recent conversations with others considering church planting, or pursuing a new career, ultimately our conversation turns to the practical reality of money.  I believe that this not because money is the only concern, but because it is the easiest to wrap our brains around.  
Money is a very tangible marker…a balance sheet clearly declares whether you have the “margins” to make the move.  And if anything, hopefully our market crash of 2007/8 taught us the danger of leverage very little margins.
As a result, I left the gathering convinced that to make major risks in life, we have to have confidence.  Therefore, the question is how do you gain confidence.  I believe that in order to have the necessary confidence, we need to build out “margins” in our lives.  Not just financially, but also physically, socially, and spiritually.
Like wise financial training that teaches us to nest away portion of our profits in order to build the necessary margin to take a risk, our discussion made me wonder what would that look like in these three areas of our life.
1)  Physically:  If you want to take a risk like running a marathon, one of the most vital components is the taper.  You cannot train hard all the way up the race.  You have to back off, storing up energy to complete the 26.2 miles. 
Similarly, if you want to bench 300lbs, you cannot just keep living on the edge putting more and more plates on the bar.  Your muscles need time to be restored.  You have to build up, and time it just right to peak at the critical point.

2)  Socially:  Taking a risk socially is harder to quantify.  Perhaps it is asking out “that girl.”  Or opening up to a buddy to go deeper than the Duke/UNC game.  A friend who does campus ministry says that he will often tell a freshman boy who he knows has absolutely no chance, but  is asking nervously, “Do you think she would go out with me?”  ”Definitely.  Go for it.”  He is pushing this boy to take the risk, to fail, to pick himself up, because by doing so he is building up a confidence margin that will allow him to do it again the next time.
True community is formed through shared time, space and a common mission.  So to forge the bonds socially requires that we start set aside time and space on a common mission with other people.  This will then give us strong friends we can call upon when the stuff hits the fan in life.
To “come back” to church to learn how to listen and talk to God in this season is why its so hard to hear Him.  Life has gotten too loud with bosses, wives and kids all screaming for attention.
What is vital is building out that relationship in the calm and quiet seasons.  It’s nesting away 15 minutes with God’s word, trying to pray when there isn’t anything pressing, looking for God in the ordinary.   This builds out the margins in our life that give us the confidence when we are about to take a risk.

3) Spiritually:  I have often seen, heard and experienced the mantra that those youth who grew up in the church will return once they get married, an illness or have children.  However, whenever I can grab the ear of a 20 something, I try to explain that by that point they are drinking from the firehydrant of life desperately grasping for something to hold onto.  They struggle to understand why that perfect love is now a bit pedestrian; they realize they have to tell their spouse where they are going when they want to get a loaf of bread; and then discover that those rugrats need yet another diaper change. 
For me, it wasn’t that risky to leave the stability of a successful church to go out without a paycheck, without an office, without a phoneline, without much…but I believe that is because I had built over the past 12 years a healthy body, a strong marriage and a deep faith.  In a way I am cashing out all the margins I had stored up in my life–my savings account, my energy, leaning on friendships, and clinging to my faith.  Becaue at the end of the race, I long to hear God’s promise, “well done, good and faithful servant…”

Wednesday, December 04, 2013

F3::Signposts Along the Way: My EH Story

My reflection after one full year in the F3 community.

(Disclaimer: The names have been kept the same to blame the innocent…and if you recall the story differently, that’s fine but this is my reflection.  I have spent the day on my 1yr reflecting on the impact of F3 in my life, and thank you all for obliging my longwinded reflection.)

Read the reflection here

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Reflection::The Gospel and Social Media

(There are many more profound articles on the use of Social Media and the gospel...this is NOT one...but a mere reflection on God's movement in my life recently and how Social Media has played a role)

Last Sunday, I went before a 200 year old church's session to share with them the mission and vision God has given us for this church plant.  One of the questions that was raised was how I was utilizing social media, and it made me recognize that Social Media plays a vital role in this mission.

I frequently laugh that it took my getting involved with a men's group whose average age was 43 to get hyper involved in Twitter.  Before the Blue Ridge Relay, our team of men from 34-47 sat at Chili's discussing the benefits of Twitter, while high school cheerleaders sat one table away lampooning the foolishness of Twitter.  However, I do believe that Social Media--when used effectively--can be harnessed for the Gospel's use.  

The witness of Jesus Christ is that God put on human flesh to enter into the world of humanity.  He met people on their turf and in their space.  It makes one wonder why God chose a technological infant era to penetrate the world, rather than use the media saturated culture we now live in.  The city of Jerusalem's total population was 40,000 people (less than Panther's Stadium), and Jesus never traveled more than 37 miles (Southpark to Davidson College)...yet He altered the realm of human history.

So how can the Church harness social media now?

I have found it relatively simple

First embrace it:  Become a city on a hill within the virtual world.  Use blogs, webpages, twitter, Facebook, Vine...and keep using them--they grow stale fast.

But then transform its use:  
We must acknowledge and realize that Social Media will allow people to peer into our lives, but it is not enough.  There seems be a cultural understanding on Facebook (and maybe it's just our Southern gentleness in the virtual world) that you can never say, "Oh I saw on Facebook that photo, status update, etc."  It's almost as though the virtual world and the real world should never collide.  

Ultimately though, for real faith to emerge it requires a face-to-face conversation over table fellowship.  This is what God's witness in Jesus Christ proves.  Transformation occurs not through virtual means, but genuine relationships.  No booming voice from heaven, but God's word came through a larynx and the vocal chords of Jesus Christ.

While many folks crank out their friends, web hits and followers, we have to recognize that most of those are booooogggggussss relationships.  If we are allowed to remain just connected on Social Media, no depth will occur.  We should use these tweets, updates, photos, blogs, reflections, as starting points for real conversations.

I have found that as I tweet, blog and Facebook it gives people an avenue to peer into my life and faith walk.  But it isn't until I saddle next to a guy on a run, or at the coffee house when they say, "What you wrote made me think..." that the Gospel transformation gets to take shape.

Therefore, I have recently begun to hear about VINE and started to wonder how my ministry might utilize VINE as a way to open up faith dialogue during the week for our community.  Anyone want to grab a coffee and help me flush that idea out?  





Friday, November 15, 2013

F3::The Art of the EH

Having traveled throughout the F3 Nation this past month, I have seen the importance of BELONGing to men joining this movement.  And its broader implications for our faith lives and how we make disciples.


A youtube video I saw recently emphasizes the way we make disciples is not by programs but by relationships.

Thursday, November 07, 2013

Devotion:: TheAgony

Ever since being tagged with the moniker of AGONY from the Pax of F3, I have seen this word pop up all over the place. Then Lindsay's devotion had this in it by Max Lucado
"I'm not in the business of coincidences"



Hebrews 12:1 
“Let us run the race that is before us and never give up.” 

The word race is from the Greek agon, from which we get the word agony.  The Christian’s race is not a jog but a rather demanding and grueling, sometimes agonizing race.  It takes a massive effort to finish strong.
Likely, you’ve noticed that many don’t? Surely you’ve observed there are many on the side of the trail?  They used to be running.  There was a time when they kept the pace.  But then weariness set in.  They didn’t think the run would be this tough...
By contrast, Jesus’ best work was his final work, and his strongest step was his last step.  Our Master is the classic example of one who endured…He could have quit the race.  But He didn’t.

Monday, October 28, 2013

F3::Determining Your Sphere of Influence

Often we are dictated how we can make an impact, while rarely considering: What's your sphere of influence?

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Saturday, October 19, 2013

F3 Metro Journey:: SixPack, Some HolyWater & Coffee

Two days after the MudRun, I figured it was time to break open a six pack.

Monday
#DMZ
Q: Field of Dreams
HRMCalCount: NA
My Moleskin: Having just completed the MudRun, my body was sore; but Field of Dreams led us out onto the football field; 13 years of football training had taught me that once you cross that white line you leave it all on the field.

Tuesday
#WIB
Q: Waco
HRMCalCount: 895
My Moleskin: This was the second hardest F3 workout I have done.  That evening, I had read that "a man longs for an #elder, a man who goes ahead of him to show him that it can be done, and a #brother, a peer who will struggle alongside him."  This captures my workout as DREDD got ahead of me to lead me into a realm I did not know could be accomplished, and Swiper was the buddy in the trenches pushing me.

Wednesday
#Ranger
Q: Ben Franklin
HRMCalCount: 835
Backblast 
My Moleskin: This workout will go down in the annals of F3 as 23 PAX split off to form a Ranger2.0 workout.  At the second stop of 20 burpees, I made the strategic move to saddle up next to the Q, which meant, I was stuck being the flesh-anchor of the remaining 8 PAX.

Wednesday
#Smokey (3rdF workout)
Q: Swiper
W/O:  Esther and Pride
My Moleskin: Good reminder that pride creeps into our life when we take the good things in life and focus on how they will glorify us and not God.

Thursday
#Bastion
Q: Sauerkraut
HRMCalCount: 751
My Moleskin:  Not sure of Sauerkraut's baking skills as his Triple Layer cake with a cherry on top seemed to get top-heavy as we built it out.  But enjoyable FNG Bastion outing, and he had us going that the workout went by faster than any before.  Looked down and my watch read 42 minutes when I thought we had probably gone 28.


Thursday
#Yardstick (3rdF workout)
Q: Brautworst
W/O:  How good is good enough?
My Moleskin:  Talked about that our belief in Christ has to be an all or nothing-if you want to be intellectually honest.  Either He is Lord or not.  We added a forth category to Lewis' famous Lord, Lunatic, Liar where other people were just making this up about Him.  Made me realize how rampant that is in our academies and churches-as if we can dismiss bodily resurrection and miracles as quaint metaphors and still have a robust Christian faith.


Friday
#Fortress
Q: Coach
HRMCalCount: 732
My Moleskin:  Large PAX out this AM, but a good workout burn.  The Shop-Till-You-Drop of Jump Squats, adding 2 more at each store, sounded like nothing.  But I literally went from the front of the pack to holding up the PAX by the end of them; #FOF!  EHed an FNG.

Saturday
#Mustang
Q: Gandalf & Show
HRMCalCount: 1105
My Moleskin: By the end of this journey, I was glad to be able to sleep in until 6:15...then I realized this was gonna be an hour long pain session.  Good thing that the PAX was filled with some vocal mumblechatterers.  Headed over to the Caribou Coffeeteria for a great 2ndF time with my brothers; 10 months into this brotherhood and I have discovered what true men are like.

Aye brothers! On to the next adventure.  

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Race Recap::Blue Ridge Relay 2013

As the clock declared 6:25, and the van began to pull out of Myers Park Methodist's parking, I was handed a 2 inch binder with directions and a laminated card with our split times written on it.  It was precisely at that moment that I realized why I love F3...here were 6 men that left early and had logistically prepared for the challenge of running 208 miles within 31 hours, harnessing our type-A, GSD personalities.  So began the perfect convergence of everything I love as we heading off for the Blue Ridge Relay.
After a ruckus pre-race dinner at Chili's, where our table of 6 men 35 years old+ were espousing the benefits of Twitter while a table of high school cheerleaders mocked Twitter next to us, we grabbed our final few hours of sleep before the next 48 hours of running, (not)sleeping, and fellowship began.
At 7:30am, our team arrived at the top of the mountain in Virginia to begin the long journey to downtown Asheville.  The basic structure of the BRR is this: 9 runners (or 6/12 depending on your level of sanity) rotate through 36 legs ranging in severity from 2.2 miles downhill to 10.1 uphill.  As one person runs, the van with all the other runners sprints ahead to setup the next runner at a transition zone where the just completed smelly, sweaty, and sore runner is thrown into a van to repeat.  This occurs over the next 208 miles and 30+ hours.
Out in the early morning, we met other teams who would read that above paragraph and say, "Sign me up and let me pay you $200+ to do this."  Having varied between large marathons and small half-marathon trial races, I have determined there are a "certain" type of men and, especially, women who are drawn to these races.
4 short hours later, my turn arrived.


Leg 5: 
"If that was moderate, then it's gonna suck for you mountain goats."
Distance: 5 miles through West Jefferson.  

Having been crammed in the van watching 4 other runners race, I went out of the gates strong...too strong as I blew downhill in a sub 6:30 mile and a quarter.  I know that if my HR hits over 180bpm it begins a slow leak; and I accomplished this 184bpm within the first 10 minutes.
As I ran along a shoulder on a four lane highway into West Jefferson, I heard a car approaching behind me and honking.  Assuming it was my team cheering me on, I gave them a double fist-pump and F3 approved "AYE!"  Only to discover it was a "mountain woman" who skillfully pulled around me while  giving me the finger and holding her cigeratte in her claw at the same time.
The final stretch was purely uphill at 7% grade, and as I hit the exchange zone the first gasp out of my mouth was: "If that was moderate, then its gonna suck for you mountain goats."
And so I have affectionately named each of these legs after the first words my tired body exhaled.
Time: 35:18
Pace: 7:03
Kills: 1

Leg 14:
"the RealDeal"
Distance:  10.1 miles to the base of Grandfather Mountain.

Leg 14 was the section I was most excited about.  Ten miles uphill to the base of Grandfather mountain.  This was a scenic climb passing waterfalls, a dude dressed up as Wonderwoman, overlooks, the BlueRidge Parkway and a van full of "The RealDeal" women stretching their glutes at the crest of ridge.  This run was when it moved from light to darkness, which caused a strange sensation as my final two miles were in complete darkness minus the 3 feet illuminated by my head lamp.  Within the enveloping darkness my steps seemed shorter.  But ultimately I reached the transition zone,
Time:  1:24.00
Pace: 8:23
Kills: 6

Leg 23
"Did you hear that ghost train"
Distance: 5.6 miles in the dark

Leg 23 was the section I was least prepared for...because of the mental challenge of running in the fog, on a dirt road, in the mountains, for 5.6 miles at 2:30am.  Huddled up with another F3 group, I knew I was about to get passed by their team, so I took off like a shot into the foggy darkness, only to be passed by Bunny in the first mile.  As his blinking light disappeared into the fog in front of me, I came to a crossroads.  Convinced that the first turn was a left, I started to sprint off to the left, when a van pulled up and honked..."Runner, Runner...oh its you Agony...wrong way."  At 2:30am in the utter darkness, they quite literally saved me from being a lost, sobbing mess, down some dirt stumbling upon a methlab.
But after setting my feet in the correct direction,  they too disappeared into the darkness, leaving me running along a dirt road.  Due to the fog I had turned off my headlamp and used a small hand light that illumined 2 feet in front of me.  I couldn't see anything, when suddenly a slow grinding metallic noise started to crescendo.  It was such a loud sound of a train--whose lights I could not see--that I swore it was barrelling down upon me.  But just as quick as it appeared, it too disappeared leaving my ears ringing.
In the end, I was glad to finish this leg.
Time: 47:53
Pace: 8:33
Kills: 4
Killed: 1 (Bunny)
Leg 32:
"Beer me"
Distance:  9.6 miles downhill

By 9:00am the next morning, I had re-energized by being around friends and fellow F3ers at the Pancake Church, and was eager to complete my mission.  I got to run straight downhill for 9+ miles.  This was a glory run as I could open up my legs and haul allowing gravity to do the work.  Then just as I hit the flat part of the run, there were other runners within striking distance giving me a mental game to try and pick them off one by one.
Hitting the transition zone and handing off, I stumbled off to my left and into a creekbed.  I had run that leg with Snickers bar in my shorts pocket that had melted and then resolified through the coolness of the creek.  While  simultaneously chomping on that treat, two runners from RockHill blessed me with a Yuengling.  Never has there been a more glorious moment than drinking a beer in a mountain creek with a snickers...until Today hollered at me so we could go pick up Silent Bob after his Mountain Goat Hard run.
Time: 1:06.18
Pace: 6:56
Kills: 3
Killed: 1



Total Stats
Distance: 30.1 Miles
Time: 3:53:29
Pace: 7:44
Kills: 14
Killed: 2
Chicked: 0

Getting to enjoy the scenery and the fellowship with the men of F3 and other teams we came across--like theRealDeals, RedHot Ultra Mamas, Wasson&Brinleys Team--along with pushing my body to a new level of adventure and extreme has made for me the BlueRidge Relay the best time of my life (excluding my wedding, kids birth, and yadayadayada all those other important dates too).  

Friday, September 20, 2013

F3::Called to do Hard

In our pop-psyhcology, media-saturated, comfortable American lives, we tend to do what's easy and fail to embrace the Hard.  Taking one of my favorite sermon illustrations (full sermon here), are you embracing the Hard and living with NoRegrets?  Read how we are called to do Hard


Thursday, August 29, 2013

F3::Gearing Up

Recently I have broken one of my "life rules," and it forced me to consider what am I wearing?  When people see me, what type of life am I displaying?  

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

F3::Climbing Everest

As I am getting to live my dream, I have realized how God has challenged me to climb my own personal Mt. Everest in life...How do you determine your Everest?

Click here for my story about Climbing Everest.

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

F3::Open Space



The #1 question I have received after announcing that I am planting a new church in South Charlotte is, “Where’s it going to be?” Or this question is followed by a set of derivatives: “did they give you a building?” “Do you have a building yet?” and no-kidding “will your new building have a gym to attract families?”

Monday, July 15, 2013

F3: Summit PB&Js

A tradition I started years ago was to pack a PB&J for summit climbs.  While it initiated on paltry 5,000ft. mountains, resting atop a mountain while devouring a warm, smashed PB&J became a simple joy...


Wednesday, June 26, 2013

F3 Blog: Counterfeits




Years ago, when I was fresh out of college, I was on a trip to the Dominican Republic.  While walking the beaches I was approached by a gentlemen who was selling me Cuban cigars:  25 stix for $25...

Click here to find out what happened

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

F3: Confessions of an Adventure Junkie



Confessions of an Adventure Junkie
Last fall I ran the Savannah Marathon for my third marathon; upon crossing the finish line I felt the exhilarating feeling of disappointment.
The fall before that I completed my first Half-Ironman, and as I hit the finish line I saw that my wife eye’s were filled with pride and amazement at my accomplishment, but I just wobbled away amotional.
The summer before that I climbed two 14ers in Colorado in one day, but looked wistfully at a beautiful lake across the valley, wondering how could I get there instead...

My other F3 stories can be accessed here

Friday, February 01, 2013

50x52: The Starfish and The Spider

This is technically a reread, having read this back in 2009, it was a refreshing review. Especially in light of the rapid technological advancements of twitter. The basic premise of the book is decentralization is the unstoppable force in (post)modernity: It spreads out ownership, and allows for participation.
The starfish leadership principles are core to F3Nation.com, Napster, eMule, eBay, Craigslist, etc. but I would argue that this is nothing new as we see it at play in the Bible as Jesus is the ultimate catalyst (read the book to understand that connection), the essential need for core ideologies--Biblical principles--and the mission of Jesus to be the decentralization of the Judaic/Temple stronghold. The reformation then becomes another starfish movement that revolutionizes the catholic church. And finally the original American experiment of democracy is a governmental example. Unfortunately our original sin (Adam's attempt to centralize power by eating the apple) causes the natural tendency of humans to centralize and institutionalize everything...even Christ's body--the church.

Definitely a great leadership book for those inside and outside the church.





Sunday, January 06, 2013

1/6/2012--Cashiers--Soloblast

Q and Pax: Agony

The workout--
Trial run up Rock Mountain trail at Sunset
At top:
SSH x birth age (33)
Burpees x faith age (17)
Mericans x years married to an amazing M. (10)
Meg Ryans x each 2.0, 2.1.1, 2.1.2, 2.1.3
Trail run home in the darkness

Moleskin:
-I have run that trial many times, and began hiking it at age six. Though I know each turn, each switchback, each slippery rock, every time I crest the summit, God reminds me of something new. Sitting and watching the sunset, I felt compelled to count off the major blessings He has given me as the sun poured over the top of the horizon.

-I have bought into this F3 logic fully as I see how these three things are critical in my life. Thanks to the men who had been working on me to get involved with the f3nation, these last 6 weeks have been life affirming. Though I scoffed at first as I ran and cycled alone in the gloom wondering just who the hell these guys at freedom park were. I have come to discover that they, like me, are men just working our tails off trying to be men to our families, our spouses, our kids, our callings and our God.


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