Church Administration 2.0

I’m a blogger, I can’t believe it.  I’ve always wrestled with the idea of blogging, but always felt inadequate, or that it could be a bit prideful to think that someone actually wants to read what I have to say…. and for that matter… who am I to offer my words without someone even asking for them ?

 I felt this way, until  last night.  Last night as I stood in my living room drinking my nightly 4.3 ounces of sweet tea before I head off to bed and it hit my like a ton of bricks.

It’s not

good for

man

to

be 

alone.

 Just as you see it written is how it happened in my head, it was like Rob Bell was doing some type of dramatic speaking in my mind.

As you may know last Friday (Dec 7), my wife gave birth to our second baby boy.  Things seemed to be going well… I started a great new job, having a baby, Christmas time, happy happy + joy joy.  Well we came home from the hospital on Tuesday and Nichole had to be re-admitted for infection on Friday.   This sparked a chain reaction like fireworks at a smokers convention.

So I had to find someone to take care of London while we went to the hospital.  So many questions… is she going to be ok? how long will she be here? who will keep london? can the new baby stay with her in the hospital? who will take care of my dogs?  i’m not going to have to call out of work on my new job am i?

it’s not

good

for man

to

be

alone.

Long story – short.  We have a wonderful group of people that stepped up to the plate.  I started getting answers.  Yes the baby could stay, but only if I was there too.  People offered to take London.  Mom stopped by for the dogs. I would sit at the hospital.  People came to sit with Nichole while I worked on Monday.  What would we have done without people.  People who care, people who love you, people that not only love you, but are willing to go out of their way when you are unable to help yourself.

 Last night as I sipped my 4.3 ounces of sweet tea in my octagon shaped mini-glass, the weight of all of it just settled in. 

 that’s it!

that’s what it means.

In Genesis when God said the simple words: it’s not good for man to be alone, it wasn’t just a phrase for his justification or reasoning to create Eve.  He was sending a message that would ring through eternity.  Life is not meant to be alone.  You can’t.

it’s

not

supposed

to be

that

way.

God places people in our life, because life is not to be done alone.  It’s about helping others and sacrificing for the sake of someone else in need.  Let’s not be hogs of our own time and then steal the time of others without doing our part.  I want to do anything I can for the people that brought sanity back into my life.  It’ s just how it works.

So, why can I now freely blog? Because it’s not good for man to be alone.  It’s my duty to share what on my heart or in my mind because we don’t hold all the tools necessary to do the job on our own.  I need your blog, and you need mine.