In the 8th grade, I forgot how to walk.
I know how ludicrous that sounds, believe me. I thought about keeping it quiet, but I’ve decided to embrace my weirdness.
Here’s what messed me up. An adult pointed out to me that I walked on the tips of my toes, and up until then I had never thought about it. It was true. I had this cartoon bounce that stuck out from the crowd. I immediately tried to adjust as any insecure kid would, but from that moment on, things weren’t right. I began second guessing every step.
I picked a few people to copy for a quick fix. I studied a friend’s cool sway. I added a little Texas beau leggedness. By genetics, my feet flare out like my dad’s, so I went with that too. All of this mixed together and made what is now my bizarre way of walking to this day. I think I even still bounce a bit.
How ridiculous is it that someone could forget something so basic? How could someone lose track of something so fundamental that even toddlers can get it?
Unfortunately, churches struggle with this all of the time. We have forgotten our purpose, our most basic reason for existing. Continue reading →



