Okay, I Admit it. I’m OCD.

July plus Texas equals HOT! It’s a simple equation every Texan lives with. My Michigan bones still have enough permafrost in them that I appreciate the heat when I first go into it. Hydration is key to survival.

In an attempt to stay out of the heat I went for a run about ten in the morning last week. That meant I saw different folks along my route then I usually see in the late afternoon time.

There was one guy who had some stuff connected to one of the ballfield stands for his workout routine. He had apparently been watching me as I stopped to collect trash as I made my way through the park. He asked me what I was picking up when I came near him.

“Trash.” I simply replied.

“Wow. Thank you.” He returned.

I continued with my workout by running a few more feet until I came across more of others’ carelessness.

Two days later I went out during my typical afternoon routine. I was surprised to see my new friend there.

He apparently had some time to think about our encounter in the 50+ hours. This was our exchange this time.

“Okay, admit it. You’re a bit OCD. Aren’t you?”

Not sure if he was someone looking to have me committed to an institution I replied. “Apparently.”

By then I remembered what OCD stands for: Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

He smiled as our conversation continued. “I tell my kids they get that from me.”

Since I didn’t want to get sucked into an impromptu group counselling session I replied. “I figure I can either complain about how the park looks or do something about it.”

He looked around. “We sure do have a clean park here. I guess you’re one of the reasons for that. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” I said as I kept moving along. “Gotta keep my heart rate up. I’ll see you later.”

I’ve had time to think about those encounters as well since then. Mostly what OCD could stand for.

It could mean Outrageously Cute Dude. Some folks think I qualify for that.

Or maybe Obvious Common Dud. My ex-wife might chime in on that one.

Once my books come out perhaps Overly Creative Dude will surface as a possibility.

The one I most want to be known for and hope sticks best is Obsessive Christ Disciple.

I’ve lived long enough to know this life isn’t about me and my happiness. It’s about telling as many people as possible about how they can be in God’s kingdom that will be ruled by Jesus Christ.

To that end I realize I need to learn as much as I can about what Jesus expects from me. That’s the disciple part. I need to learn like His followers did when He walked this earth almost two thousand years ago.

That level of learning can come in many forms. A seminary education would be nice, but is unnecessary.

Personal time spent studying the Bible is crucial. That’s where God gives us His guidelines to live by.

The read through the Bible in a year method is like eating fast food without getting out of your car. It’ll show rather quickly.

I prefer my way of staying stuck on one passage for a long time to derive as much as I can out of it. That’s how I come up with my devotional posts.

I don’t know about you , but this Webster calls that obsessive.

So I hope that qualifies me as OCD.

Do you want to join me? We can hold a group counselling session sometime.

Don’t worry about the stigma involved. We’ll call it a Bible Study so we still fit in with regular Christians.

Keep smiling.   Wade

I’m a truck driver turned writer. My writing drives people to Jesus.
I love sunsets/sunrises, dark chocolate, coffee, cats and dogs (as long as their owners pick up after them) and solitude. My relationship with God through Jesus Christ is most important to me, not a religion. This writing gig is all God’s idea. I only wish to bring more attention to Jesus with it.