Archive for November, 2010

Small Steps to Giant Leaps


I think about theoretical physics regularly.

What I understand of it is flat-out mindblowing. There are few subjects able to humble me faster.

In his latest book, The Grand DesignStephen Hawking explores the most recent advances in the study of the vastness in which we live. The current hypothesis holds what we perceive as a universe is actually a multiverse. Within it, all things are happening at all times. To put it another way, every possible outcome to every possible situation occurs and we only see this one.

I am awestruck and dumbfounded.

Everyone loves big miracles.

We spend much of our lives looking for gargantuan leaps from burning buildings to blessed safety. It seems as though the human brain is unable to comprehend anything short of drastic action on God’s part. We think about His omnipotence and stand around waiting for a bolt from the blue as proof He’s working.

Almost everything happens in small steps, though.

With our eyes trained on the horizon in search of His massive end result, we ignore the tiny blessings in between. We focus on what God’s going to do and forget to notice what He’s doing. The change is often so gradual, we are oblivious to how wondrous it really is — and that it’s a prerequisite for the larger miracle we’re praying for.

We are blind to the fact we must be made ready, too, shaped and molded with care.

We transition through countless gateways packed so close together the distance between them is infinitesimal. What seems to be a continual path is in fact trillions of doors opening and closing to guide us along — if we don’t choose to open a different one on our own. We move through them without any concept of how supernatural each one is, a true act of God in and of itself.

By this, we grow.

Life is a long series of opportunities to change, to improve or regress.

The shift is too slow and, at times, painful for our liking.

When God’s providence shines down upon us and what we’ve been waiting for arrives, we would do well to rejoice for the work He has done in us, too.

We like who we are much more when we remember who we were.


Brew Grit

The Monk’s Prayer



I’ve hit a creative block.

In the midst of some upheaval and confusion, I’ve found myself unable to express much of anything. My brain is fatigued. On top of that, my primary tool — my laptop — is uncooperative.

It would be easy to shut down and play another day.

I’d rather scrape for what I can get, crawling through a mental field of broken glass and burning cinders. There is little in the well, but I must drink.

What else can I do?

This is what I have to give, so I must, regardless of how small.

Election Day

There is an appeal to the voting booth.

We step inside, with all our choices laid out before us, tick the boxes and move on. Sometimes the results go our way and others they don’t.

We are hardly afforded such a luxury in life.

Options are murky, at best.

Knowing the lesser of two evils is often impossible.

Pick one.

The opportunity to make a different selection will present itself later.

Every day is Election Day.


Distractions abound.

We get pulled away from the important things by fleeting dalliances demanding our attention.

Discipline is a challenge.

Single-minded focus is the root of accomplishment. Without the ability to close off entry to the mind for all but the most purposeful thoughts, it is too easy to drift into a scattered pattern of wayward actions.

Achievement is merely a propensity to handle interruptions.

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