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<title><![CDATA[Politik]]></title>
<link>http://theworldisbrightandbeautiful.wordpress.com/2008/12/05/politik/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2008 05:16:38 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Tonight I had the chance to see an old pastor of mine, a man I very dearly love and miss. It was ver]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Tonight I had the chance to see an old pastor of mine, a man I very dearly love and miss. It was very strange, because even though it has been literally years since I&#8217;ve seen him, it felt like we&#8217;d just had coffee the day before. I was dumbfounded by the feeling of <strong>family, community, and relationship</strong> I still get around this guy.</p>
<p>But I was more struck because I don&#8217;t know how that really happens.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s depth of relationship, quality of fellowship, love, joy, peace, family. Sure, he&#8217;s the head of his flock. But talking to him you feel like he&#8217;s a fellow sheep and shepherd all at once.</p>
<p>This is something God has been dealing with me on a lot. I&#8217;ve sort of lived my life like a politician. </p>
<p>You see, my greatest desire is to have genuine relationship, true fellowship, and bonded family ties with my church. </p>
<p>But I think too often I find myself greasing palms and kissing babies, polishing my plastic smile instead of sharing myself and opening up enough to truly connect with people. </p>
<p>At church, at work, you name it. Where I want to connect with people, invest in people, get the best out of and pour the best into people, I find myself platforming. I maintain a certain level of well-rehearsed yet safely removed charisma;</p>
<p>In other words I make a thousand friends a day but I still go to bed lonely.</p>
<p>Where do you think this comes from? I think this is one of the greatest challenges about being called to and involved in ministry, the &#8220;platform relationships&#8221; we build.</p>
<p>To be honest, I&#8217;d much rather know 3 people like brothers and sisters and spend most of my time having relationships with them than be the kind of person who emotionally grazes everyone I meet.</p>
<p>What&#8217;s the missing ingredient in having real connections with people?</p>
<p>Do you ever feel like a politician?</p>
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