Another Day

Good early morning, faithful reader. Tabula Rasa. The blank slate. That's what today is. I've got some stuff planned to do, but that will be secondary to the opportunity I have. You see, I can fill today with whatever I want. I have to do the show, I have to take my cat to the vet, I have to pick up some stuff... but I can do it however I choose. I get to pick my attitude.

I am tired now. 4 hours of sleep will make you that way...a late night of video work for the Lima, Peru campus. It would be very easy for me to be grouchy today. Just write it off as lack of sleep. Besides, I've earned it...I'm the late night martyr up working way past when most people have already turned off the Oscars. Bologna. That's not possible. I haven't earned the right to treat people in a way that Jesus wouldn't. My choice to work late does not mean that the Kingdom should be negatively affected by my grouchy behavior. There are too many opportunities for me today. A blank slate. Tabula Rasa.

I read an email last night from someone positively changed by the television show. Not just..."I was moved by Troy's words" but "someone in my family accepted Christ as a result of watching" type of an email. It was moving to say the least. I thought about it for a few minutes after reading it. I realize that I have been hand picked by God to have a role in the production of this show. I take it for granted. It's my job...it's what I do...it's what I'm pretty good at... all lame. It's not what I do...it's what I am blessed to do. My opportunity for impact. My chance to use the gray matter to make a difference in this community for Christ. Today I will continue work on show 106. A blank slate. A fresh start.

I don't often challenge you, faithful reader...but I feel as though I must. What are you about to do with the next 24 hours? What kind of an impact do you make with your life? Have you stopped going for it and slipped into passive mode? Are you looking forward to the next time you can put your head on that pillow from Wal-Mart and sleep? What is causing you to treat each day like you are guaranteed so many more?

I waste so many hours just existing. God created me for so much more than that. My prayer is that I can fill the blank slate of my day with stuff that matters. Tabula Rasa indeed.

BV