Measure Twice, Cut Once

In optics, when we measure a person’s seg height for progressive bifocals we have to dot their pupils to know where that imaginary bifocal line is gonna go. When I measure people, I always measure where their pupils are at with a marker, erase it, then measure again. It’s not because I can’t see where their pupils are. It’s because I want to know that I know that I KNOW the measurement is correct. It’s kind of like the carpenter’s rule–measure twice, but only cut once. Why? Because you want the finished product to be what it started out to be.

My friend Judy told me awhile back I should write a blog post on transition. It seemed like a good idea at the time but it’s been so hard to get anything down because of well, transition. You see, I’m neither here nor there. I am right now.

I’ve been thinking so much of the effect I have on the people around me and the influence, if any. I’ve been thinking how when I’m sad, the people who love me are sad too. When I’m tired, that tired attaches itself onto the person next to me. And it’s really easy in the middle of a transition or even with this time of year, with Christmas coming and stuff, to just be like


when the truth is, the person next to me is feeling that way, too. Maybe on a scale of 1 to 10 they’re at a 4 and I’m at a 6, but they’re still feeling it too. I guess my point is this….

man up, dude. Measure twice, cut once, and man up.

There is a place that we come to that is neither here nor there. Do you understand? It’s in that place where regardless of how much faith you do or don’t have you just need to toughen up.

I heard someone say last week, set aside time to be holy, and I thought that was stupid. I thought it was stupid because first off–no, I am not holy. And secondly, well, I’m a little spit fire.

Then I read it again the next day, only phrased slightly different, set aside time for holy communion. And I began to understand.

I began to understand this thing, that you and me and all of us are somehow, in.

Whether I’m here or there or nowhere or right now or not quite right now, the Holy is there. It is there so we are there and we are here and we are nowhere and we are.

I am.

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