I have a bit of a problem with the movie-star mentality that the church often has with popular preachers and teachers. Driving around in a big city, seeing their faces splashed up on bulletin boards advertising this or that upcoming event just somehow makes me feel…I dunno…like closing my eyes and letting out a big sigh.
Not that I don’t have my faves, people from whom I get some of the benefit of their personal relationship with our common Father and Savior. But the operative word there is “common”, meaning I have the same access with the same responsibility to hear from God myself, as opposed to settling for allowing all my understanding to derive from their hard work. That’s just mental and spiritual laziness. Continue reading “Just hangin’ around”
I was always one of the tallest kids in class. Back in high school I used to joke that the main reason I was on the girls’ basketball team was so that I could get off the traveling bus first just to intimidate the opposition. Despite what they may have initially seen, in reality they didn’t have much to worry about. My lack of athletic prowess may have been caused by hidden orthopedic challenges (no longer hidden, I might add!), latent asthma (ibid.), or simply a lack of interest and/or talent. Like my 6’5” brother once observed, tall people rarely have to jump…for anything.
Nevertheless, what we see with our eyes can be scary, because we have a way of interpreting it through the lens of past experience, which is not necessarily a bad thing. In fact, it’s a safety mechanism. If there’s a motorcycle coming down the road, past experience says it behooves me to move. Unless, of course, I’m an 18-wheeler with the right-of-way, then I expect the burden of wisdom to rest with the motorcycle.
With this in mind, I suppose I can have a little compassion on Continue reading “Buckle in, God’s got a plan”