This week we talked about a lot. 1 - Peter stepping onto the water while the storm raged around him. 2 - The insane cognitive demand of modern life – and what happens when we don't unplug and give the mind a chance to spin down and idle. 3 – My impatience with Theo and the remembering that presence isn't proximity alone. It's participation. 4 – Getting sideways with my wife. Getting "emotionally flooded." Acting from my wounds instead of my values. And then having to FIRST, to make it right, to give her my strength (and not perpetuate Adam's failure of passivity with the feminine). And underneath all of it, I think there's really only been ONE lesson. THE WORK is the work. Not knowing about it. Not reading about it. Not agreeing with it. Not listening to another podcast about it. I say this last one with reverence and a little fear of God, but not just PRAYING about it alone. Actually DOING IT. Putting one foot in front of the other into the moment of impossibility, the fear of the unknown; putting in the work that life and God is asking of you. Life will eventually put you under enough pressure that your ideas about who you are, the books you've read about discipline, about marriage, about parenting – none of it actually matters very much. Your training does. The sets and reps you've put in. Your willingness to step forward into the unknown and into the fear. Can you regulate yourself when you're frustrated, hurt, angry? Can you stay curious when your five-year-old asks question number 57? Can you repair when your hurt would rather sweep it under the rug while hoping she goes first... or forgets about it altogether? Can you put the phone down when your digital-lust wants another hit of social media? Can you keep your eyes focused on the Highest when you're being pulled by the winds and waves of life? Can you actually be the man you've been talking about becoming? Wishing to be? I didn't get all this right this week. I made mistakes. That's why I do this work.