Thursday, November 27, 2008

nashville and escalators

a few things i loved about nashville:
  • a quote from a semi-cheesy class: "Imagination is dangerous because it can be a catalyst for us to dream and do things outside ourselves."
  • wearing boots is always acceptable; actually you should probably own two pairs
  • music on the street corners
  • NHL plays there
  • small town feeling in the middle of a big city
  • seeing the need and wanting to be part of the change that is happening there

trying to find somewhere 'nashville-ish' to eat breakfast, but completely abandoning that mission at the sight of the "hot doughnut" sign in front of Krispy Kreme.

the golden leaves have all fallen: making room for christmas lights.

a plate nailed to the faux shelves at san antonio taco company the broken escalator in the conference center that reminded me of truth my heart needed to hear.[disclaimer: this may seem obvious and lame to some of you, but regardless i learned something walking up the escalator] i've heard people talk about the humor in frustration with broken escalators, because a broken escalator is merely a set of stairs. it leads you to the same place, doesn't cause a serious detour that takes way longer; it just causes you to use some muscle instead of gliding to your destination. so, as i approached the "stairs" i realized that i've been that person that becomes confused when the "escalator stops moving". in other words, there are times when my life seems to stop, or change suddenly & i've stopped moving instead of continuing to move forward. in the midst of that, the Lord still asks me to move forward, to use the simple lessons i've learned like: how to walk, to have faith that He is before me, to draw strength from Him, to seek His guidance and understanding; and to continue to move forward. yes, the escalator has stopped, but there is still a way. yes, it's different, but i'm not left without direction. yes, it may take effort. yes, i may be tired. yes, He is still enough. yes, His voice is still just as clear.

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