Taco Day Tres Update
While you can anticipate a full update the Taco Day Tres site by tomorrow AM, I figured for those of you anxious biting your nails for an update on how things went this past Saturday, I figured I'd post the photos, the time lapse video, and the totals we have so far. Tis Taco day was by far the best documented, most well received, and most talk about taco Day yet. Thanks for all of you who played a role in helping make it such a success!
And I am happy to announce that German Mike repeated as this year's Taco Day Tres eating 24 tacos (and living to tell about it!)
Taco day Tres Totals:
Total People: 120+
Total Tacos Eaten: 493
Total $$ Raised for JustOne: $1186
Taco Day Tres Media:
Photos via Flickr
Kitchen Time Lapse
Front Porch Time Lapse
Dining Room Time Lapse
All 3 Camera Time Lapse
JUST ADDED: Official Taco Day Tres Video
The absence of margin
This morning while forcing some silence/refelection into my schedule, I realized my inability recently to create margin in my life for the things I most need (which happen to be intimately associated with the things most important to me). I am finding little time for solitude, for spiritual practices, for reflection, and for creativity. I am reminded when faced with this uncomfortable reality that those things which demand the most from us in the economy of our lives will get the most of us. We have demands upon us, from others, from family, from those we work for and with, for those we wish to help, from those who we share life with. These are good and normal demands. But with much quieter screams, the person inside us beckons for life, for health, and for balance. To nurture myself is vital to the ability to offer myself to others.
I must change the economy of my life.
Art
This week I had one of the most moving experiences of my life. I am indebted to the power of art to evoke emotion, to remind, to tell story, to confront, and to recapture my imagination from the prison of the mundane. I am convinced I need art to help me to see the beauty of the world again, to regain confidence in all of humanity as created in the image of God, and to appreciate the love I have for my wife, the gift of my kids, and the sharing of life with good friends. Words can't begin to do justice to the experience and my words become jumbled, cheap, and useless when trying to share the experience with others.
What the art was that invoked this in me isn't as important as the acknowledgment of the power of art to speak into my life and to give clarity to the confusion. I am convinced it is a primary way God speaks to our world.
Taco Day Tres
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