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I suppose I am getting older.  I can't remember things anymore.  I don't remember what I have blogged and what I have not completely.  There are times I have a blog post topic, and then I never get to post it, but in my mind I think I had.  So bear with me as I get older.  Speaking of getting older, I tore my ACL in May.  Tweeked again in July.  Playing Ultimate Frisbee the first time, turning quickly the second.  I am not in my 20's anymore as my body reminds me periodically.  And that is ok.  I am enjoying getting older.  I really am.  The other night I got together with a couple of friends in the BKLY - friends I used to work a summer camp with - um, yeah - in 1992.  One of them I had literally not seen in over 20 years.  So back to the ACL.  Hocus Pocus you're off focus.  I have been happy to be in physical therapy for the last month.  I lost quite a bit of muscle in not using my knee after the inj...

I am not going to lie to you - the transition back to NYC this fall was the most challenging so far.  I am convinced that hitting the 'easy' button - i.e. returning to the suburbia life in Michigan - for July was part of that difficulty.  It is hard to live a life of comfort and ease and self-serving behaviors in a most luxurious and comfortable environment for nearly a month, and then return to the streets of Brooklyn.  I didn't want to engage with serving others first.  I kind of enjoyed serving myself for a while.  But the more time I spend walking around this place, the more I am reminded of why we are here on earth as followers of Jesus.  To lay down our lives and serve others first.  This is no small task.  As a matter of fact, I don't truly think it is possible to do.  Unless of course, we press into that which Jesus calls us to do - to rely on Him.  To trust that He knows what is best, to trust that His perfect limitless will fo...