Huh? Where am I?

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Wow… what happened!  Last night I realized that it was Monday and writing my blog didn’t even cross my mind.

Have you ever had one of those days where you find yourself consumed in the moment and nothing else has the fortitude to pierce the veil of the moment?  That was my day.

To be honest, yesterday did rattle me a bit.  Not because I thought I was mentally slipping (although some may argue that point) but because the blog has some level of importance to me in my life and I forgot it.

I think consuming days happen to us all at one time or another to some degree.  We get busy and lose track of stuff. 

What is sobering, is when we allow times in our life to become such a whirlwind that we get sucked into the vacuum of activity and lose track of the things that are important

The severity of the whirlwind is measured by the level of importance of the things we lose. 

I have known some people that have allowed the whirl of life to be so consuming that they endanger the most important things on earth – Faith and family.

Just so you know, I don’t put my blog on the same level of my Faith and family.  But losing track of the big stuff begins with losing track of the smaller stuff.

A True Story

This actually happened to a friend of mine.  I will call him Bill (really his name was Carl, but I will call him Bill).

Bill was on the “fast track”.  He was very successful and he had every indication that the future was looking even better. 

He was on the road a lot… well… constantly.  But in his mind, being on the road were the dues he had to pay for success. 

This went on for several years and as you can guess became a source of stress in his life and marriage. 

The importance of the important” was being lost.

“The most important thing, is keeping the most important thing, the most important thing.”

-       Stephen Covey

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Bill’s wife gave him a reality check in a very positive and pointed way.

After a typical week on the road, Bill was arriving home about 9:00 on a Friday night.

He steps into the front door and was shocked to find his wife (Donna) next to their four children who were standing very orderly in birth order formation. 

What made the scene even more dramatic was that all of the children were nicely dressed.

This really startled Bill.  He immediately started to panic wondering what special event he had forgotten.  Was it a birthday, celebration, an anniversary?

Finally, Donna broke the silence with the following series of statements.

“Children, I would like to introduce you to your father.”

“Bill, this is your oldest son, Mike.  He is 12 years old and a sixth grader.  He is a good student and his interests are soccer and video games.”

Donna continued to introduce all the children to Bill in a very calm and unemotional manner. 

Needless to say… this got Bill’s attention. 

This event pierced the veil that clouded reality. 

The scariest thing about losing touch is that we don’t know we’ve lost touch.

I don’t know about you, but I want to make sure I stay in touch with the smaller important things to assure never losing touch with the larger important things.

Hopefully this little blog is a pin prick to poke a little hole in a part of your life where you may be losing touch.

Thanks for hanging out with me.  See you Thursday.

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