Live to Work

When I interviewed for my current job, my boss was very clear that the company culture was one of “working to live” rather than “living to work.”

On the surface that made sense and, consequently, was exactly the type of work culture I was looking for.

But for all the wrong reasons.

Some of my earliest jobs were horrific.  Long hours, low pay, uncomfortable working situations.  I worked in a mall during the holidays (more than once pulling a 12+ hour shift).  I worked for a company that demanded overtime yet refused to pay more than $1000 per month in salary.  I worked for a development company where I was cussed out daily by my supervisor for no apparent reason.

I have had several jobs where the idea of working for the sheer enjoyment of working was a hugely foreign concept.

Now, though, I work for a company I respect with people I trust doing a job I enjoy.  It’s quite remarkable, actually, considering how I got to where I am. [Read more...]

My Prayer

Last weekend I had the chance to see a truly amazing concert.  But what made the night even better was the remarkable woman with whom I attended the concert.  Frankly, one of my best Saturday nights all year.  Great music, great messages, great company, and great conversation.

But that conversation was actually quite convicting.

On the way back to town, we started talking about common interests.  Music, television shows, etc.  Somehow we got on the topic of ministry and missions work.  She told me about a trip to Costa Rica and explained how she’d like to do the same kind of work abroad in the future.  Then came the question.

“Have you done any missions work?” [Read more...]

Statement of Faith

I find new ways to challenge my faith in the oddest of places.  Lately, though, it was a random political conversation I had with some friends on Twitter.  If you’ve been living under a rock for the past few weeks, you might have missed the “Occupy Wall Street” movement sweeping across America.  It’s something I’ve only paid attention to in passing, but on the whole many of the “we are the 99%” arguments resonate with me.

Yesterday, the whole conversation started off innocently enough:

Hoping #OWS can trigger a new "Progressive Era" (except Eugenics or Prohibition; please read before criticizing): http://t.co/Vmon0wiI
@mikeschinkel
Mike Schinkel

We quickly began discussing and debating the point.  Everything from what the Progressive Era represented as an abstract concept, to specific historical evidence and how it tied in to the inevitability of certain tyrannical and corrupt institutions. [Read more...]

Reflecting on a Decade

Ten years ago today was picture day at my high school.  Despite everything else that happened on September 11, 2001, we all still gathered in the Auxiliary Gym to take our annual year book photos.  Business as usual, except for the tone that overtook the entire day.

In every class we sat glued to CNN waiting for updates.  No one really knew what was going on, but even if we did there was little we could do from Oregon but sit, watch, and shake our heads in anger, frustration, and fear.

It was those three emotions, though, that brought out the worst in me.  That day, a part of my character that, even a short 5 years later, I’ve reflected upon with shame. [Read more...]

Patience

I wasn’t born with an abundance of patience.  As a kid, I could rarely sit still for more than 5 minutes at a time, I stayed up all night in anticipation of big events, and I’d often ask “are we there yet” before we got to the end of our street.  Not an atypical story for a kid, unfortunately it’s a phase I never really grew out of.

In college, a friend finally pointed out to me how annoying my impatience really was.  I wanted to get to a movie an hour early – my argument was to beat the rush for tickets, grab concessions, find a good seat, and plan for the eventuality of hitting traffic on the way.  The problem was that I was carpooling with a friend, and he had no intention of sitting around for an hour waiting for previews.

It’s taken me years to learn patience, and it’s an on-going effort for me.  But occasionally, I see reflections of my younger, more impatient self in others and I feel pretty convicted.

Last weekend, I went backpacking with the Boy Scouts.  We were camping in the Three Sisters Wilderness Area just outside of Bend and spent the majority of our Sunday climbing to the summit of the South Sister.  All in all we had a blast, but I also learned a lot about myself and my hiking companions through the trip. [Read more...]