I’m pooped. Been getting to bed late because I’m working on stuff for the worship gathering and waking up early to get extra prayer and Bible study in before I work on other things. We got invited to a party our neighbors were having so I dragged my weary body over there. I was standing there, watching all of the people mingle, and I decided that I wasn’t going to do anything. No mingling, no getting-to-know-you conversations no ice breakers, nothing. I was tired and just wanted to kick back.

Then it happened. Someone walked over to me and asked how I knew Steve and Lisa, which inevitably leads to a question about how long I’ve known them, which leads to a question about how long I’ve lived in KC, which leads to a question about where I moved from, which leads to the BIG question… why did we move to KC? Then I have to talk about church planting, and the church plant, and our preview services, and a funny thing happened…I wasn’t tired anymore.

Why do you think that is? (BTW-we got two more families onboard with our vision tonight, God’s pretty awesome, huh?)