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Perpetually Frustrated

As long as I can remember I've been a pusher.  Even as a kid I was always brainstorming ways to improve my bedroom (I still want the swimming pool room).  I'm almost never completely satisfied with how a room looks, a song went or a sermon was preached.  Even when I'm the only one making decisions I'm constantly rethinking plans hoping to improve what has been done.  

I once heard Andy Stanley say that this critical eye or thinking process is a part of my make up because I'm a leader.  I believe that to be true; however, I can't help but wonder if this has become a crutch.  Am I truly looking to lead into the unknown or am I just fostering an attitude of perpetual frustration?  Do I simply lack the ability to be happy?

I don't have an answer to this yet.  I'd really like to hear some of your thoughts.  So blog, facebook, twitter, google+ world...is this a visionary characteristic or simply immaturity?  

My Name's Forest, Forest Gump.

Late last night in a moment of delirium or clarity, (the line is blurry at 1am) I came to a conclusion that I just might be the Forest Gump of ministry.  

Let me say that this is not a plea for encouragement.  I'm not fishing for compliments.  I just want to explain my rationale.  

Forest is a character who despite his ordinary and humble upbringing found himself in a series of fascinating moments in history and in relation with monumental figures in society.  For no particular reason at'all, Forest met presidents, started movements, and was in some of the most memorable moments of our history.

Now, I've never met a President, started a movement or been direct audience to historical moments.  However, when it comes to what we call "Christian Vocational Ministry" here in the United States, I've been around some of the most influential people in the game.  There's no reason why I should have been in some of the meetings I've sat in or eaten dinner with the people I've shared a meal with.  When you look at where I come from, who I am and the abilities I have, the word ordinary sits on the tip of the tongue.

But just as God would write it, I've been there.  I know those people.  I was in that meeting.  I did share a few hours at a dinner table with those guys.  I'm both better at what I do and more aware of how little I actually have to offer because of those "chance" meetings.

So there you have it.  My name's Forest, Forest Gump.  Life really is like a box of chocolates.  You never get what you want but you usually get more than you need. (That last part is my version.)