Here I am to save the day!

superheroHere I am to save the day!

Look up in the sky! It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s … you?

Why not? Who hasn’t dreamed about casting off the bondage of gravity and flying through the air like Superman or sticking to the side of buildings like Spider-Man or rescuing helpless vegetables like Larry Boy?  I mean if a cucumber can do it, why can’t I?

Unfortunately, reality has a way of ruining a good fantasy.  After all, superheroes only exist in comic books, cartoons, and movies.

I am just one person. What difference could I make anyway?

Instead of doing what I know is right, I do wrong. Romans 7:19 CEV

But still …

I wish I had the power to always do the right thing.

I wish I had the power to make things right.

I wish I had the power to love the unlovable.

I wish I had the power to fix things gone wrong.

Amidst my wishing, I find God speaking to me through scripture:

Make sure that nobody pays back wrong for wrong, but always strive to do what is good for each other and for everyone else. 1 Thessalonians 5:15 NIV

Maybe I can be a superhero …

Maybe by learning to practice grace in my life … accepting God’s forgiveness,

I can learn to practice grace in other people’s lives as well.

Practice Grace this week.  In your life and others.

Who knows … maybe that’s the secret to becoming a Superhero!

Giving the gift of light

It’s amazing how much light one match can create in a room of darkness.

The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world. John 1:9

Every Sunday at church we pass the offering plate. Often times I hear this called “taking up the collection.”

I have come to understand that is wrong on so many levels.

I take time each Sunday to remind our congregation that our offering is an act of worship as we sacrifice to give a portion of what we have been given.

The idea of the gift of light struck me this week.

May all your gifts be light in a world of darkness.

On the way to Sunday … something new

I am not really an adventurous sort, but for some reason I was compelled to try para-sailing this past week.  Perhaps the fact that my son wanted to go and I didn’t want to chicken out was part of the compulsion.  I must admit the idea of hanging from a parachute connected by a couple of hooks while being pulled around by a boat in the middle of the ocean might seem like fun to others it just has never had much appeal to me.

The view was amazing, but the view was no different than that which you would see from a plane or while gazing out the window of a tall building. The thing that was most striking to me while being suspended 500 feet above the water was the absolute quiet. The quiet was overwhelming. Being accustomed to spectacular views from a plane window, I am also accustomed to the sound of the engine and the people around you.

We both hung suspended from a parachute with no engine, no one else talking. We both watched in silence the vastness of the ocean. The silence was breathtaking and I think we are both trying to figure out the words to utter in order to describe the experience.

I would do it again, but I am not sure I can explain why.  As we reached our zenith, some 500 feet above the water, my son looked at me and said, “Dad we’re flyin’ just like Mary Poppins!”

I think I will remember his words more than anything else – that and the sound of his laughter as our toes splashed down into the cold ocean water.

It struck me when we got out of the boat and returned to safe land. Most of the enriching moments in our life (and especially in ministry) are when we are willing to take risks that move us out of our comfort zone and away from our routines.

The view from a Para-sail was worth the risk and I will keep that view in mind the next time I hesitate to step out of my comfort zone and change my routine.