Maybe it's the fact that this Barista reminds of Adele - accent and all - which makes me want to do my impression. (I think you'd like it, unless you're a hardcore Adele fan).
Maybe it's the fact that it's 80, sunny, and crab season...
I'd say it's a combination of three, with a heavy dose of finally feeling refreshed. I'm not ready to sing a muppets montage or anything, but I am feeling content and at peace for the first time in a week or so.
We re-announced to Revolution on April 1 that we were leaving to plant a church in Baltimore at the end of 2012 - and moving there this summer while we finish at Revolution. The announcement led to some great conversations with folks who have a connections to the city (a person, a resource), or know it well enough to know why we're going. Then, with NCC's Mission team here in Annapolis, we did several projects in Baltimore, which only served to fuel the flames of excitement. We topped off the week with having 299 people attend Revolution for Easter, which was awesome.
Then I crashed.
It started with the fatigue from a week of long hours and little sleep. Then, I was hit with a fever whose prescription was not more cowbell, but shutting down completely for about 36 hours - even having to cancel on a friend I really wanted to see who was visiting DC. (If you know me, you know that I NEVER do stuff like that). Upon attending a conference planning session for PCTC, I knew I'd have opportunities to talk about Baltimore; yet, as people asked, I felt fear and self-doubt creeping in (accompanied by headaches and other after effects of being sick).
I think those in "Kingdom Work" need seasons like this - for two reasons. First, it reminds you that you're not superman. Vince Lombardi said, "Fatigue makes cowards of us all." If you're doing big things for the Kingdom, take care of yourself. Sleep. Spend time with friends. Sabbath. . Sometimes, if you don't unplug, your body will help you do so.
Additionally, "the crash" helps you check your motivations. It's been good remember that we are not the answer for Baltimore, despite my closet of hoodies and my church planter approved reading glasses. . That's good news, because I've been to enough conferences at this point to know that I would struggle to live in any city that "needed" that...especially if "I'm going to ask condescending questions because I'm smarter than the breakout speaker" guy is there. We are not the hope, but we can play in supporting role in what God is doing in a city we love...and we do love Baltimore.
God has encouraged and refreshed me over the course of the past two days. I'm grateful for a bigger story than the story of the Ancarrows.