The past two days I have been able to spend time with friends.
Unfortionatly this is rare for me and becoming scarce as the business grows.
The problem is simple: One Village Coffee is about helping a community internationally, but I continually become more compelled to develop community locally. Simply stated: I believe relationships are the foundation for change, the kind of change that is sustainable.
The kind of feeling you get when you listen to Sigur Ros on a ride home, with the full moon guiding your way.
Sunday I drove around my town stoping at six different places with a dear friend, who was brave enough to start this venture with me. We were looking for a place to share a drink and catch up on life. Even though we work together, rarely do we spend time listening to eachothers lives.
Sunday was a meaningful night…
Today I had the oppertunity to meet up with some new friends three different business people in my area. During my time with them, I started to realize how significant relationships are and how little time I spend developing them since I started this business.
I feel like I have to do everything in my power to make this thing work. I have a deep fear that if I take my eyes off the task at hand, the whole thing will crumble.
However, in my quest to solve a specific social issue through business, I have personally suffered. I have become lopsided in my perspective of purpose. The reality is, even if and when what I am apart of completes something significant, that is not the most important thing in life, that is not my identity. My identity is somewhere between what people see and what I see in myself.
Here is where I live, somewhere in the tension of significance to myself and significance to others. This is where I need another perspective. A God’s eye view, which I know is impossible, but I desire non the less. I desire a God, bigger than my reality, bigger than my identity. Something to worship more than a cause, a being to believe beyond myself.
I have begun a journey to the center of all things.
