Be+

I'm a be-er (pronounce be-ur..not beer).
More and more I find myself coming to terms with it. I don't mind do-ing...it just doesn't make me come alive like be-ing. Be-ing is why I like Starbucks more than their coffee. Be-ing is why I like Saturday mornings more than Saturday nights. Be-ing is why I left a chunk of my heart at a coffee-shop in Spain and not at the Prado or the Beach. Be-ing is not the absence of action...it is the abstinence from action. It is the deliberate choice to slow down and EXPERIENCE my life as it flies past rather than trying to chase the speeding train of time in hopes that it will not go so quickly if I'm running at the same pace. It is taking a  moment to reflect and write it down before I am too old to remember how it feels to be young. For me it is the BEing that leads to the BEcoming.

And yet the love of my life could not be more different. Out of love and self-sacrifice (though he'd scarce admit the agony of it) he sat with me for hours at a coffee shop last Sunday....allowing me to "be" (whatever that means!). I could see the stir-craziness in his mind as he waited ever-so patiently , hoping that at any minute I'd say "let's go DO something...ANYTHING". He, like many of those I love, is a DOer. DOing makes him come alive. It is in the DOing that he has the best ideas, feels the most accomplished, and feels the most connected to God and the rest of the world. What I find in being still, he finds in the exact opposite.

And he is not wrong for it.
Neither am I.
We were made to complement one another just as all of the BEers were born to work alongside the DOers, each showing the other a side of God (as we are all made in His image) that they we could not have previously imagined.