Controlled falling

Walking is actually falling with control.

Took the kids skiing and I was very happy with Joshua’s progress.  He wasn’t so sure about the process last year.  He complained and was frightened.

This year he sang, “Wheeeeeee” all the way down the hill.

It occurred to me as I was looking at some pictures of him on the skis that I could not tell if he was skiing or falling.  

Isn’t skiing just falling really fast down a big hill with boards strapped onto your feet and a goal of keeping said boards between you and the ground (so you can actually fall FASTER)?  (fun)

‘Tis the season to remember a Baby born of a virgin and lying in a manger.

The greatest fall of all times!

Jesus fell from Heaven to walk around on earth.  It occurred to me as I was contemplating Jesus’ stay on the planet that maybe, just maybe He had fun down here.

There was a lot of work, no doubt.  Extreme purpose.  Persecution.  Sweating drops of blood.  He actually died!  It was a big fall.

But if you love adventure and believe that giving is better than receiving (I think Jesus did), then perhaps this was an exciting trip for the Savior.  

I am not trying to diminish the holiness of Jesus.  That is impossible to do.  What I am suggesting is that Jesus was not afraid of His trip but reveled in it.  Why?

He walked with you.  That is what He wants.  He did all of that so He would be called Emmanuel (God with us).

He fell from Heaven to have a relationship with you.  Best relationship ever.

Can you hear Jesus walk with you and cry out, “Wheeeeeee!”

Is that falling or is that skiing?  

Jesus, I want the adventure of a lifetime.  Let me not be afraid to fall next to You!

  

When every day is Thanksgiving

I was driving my kid to town yesterday and we were listing to the radio that was turned up too loud.

A song came on that I started singing.  The chorus includes something like, “Lord, I need a miracle…”

So I’m singing loudly  (because that is what I do).  I look back at Daniel and I traded my singing for crying  (because that is what I do).

I believe that I need a miracle.  I know I want one.  I’ll bet you want and need one too.  This world could sure use some Jesus walking around in it.

But I stopped singing because I realized that I was singing the wrong thing.

Sometimes, instead of singing, “God, I need a miracle,” we should really sing, “God, I have a miracle.”

I am so thankful for the undeserved miraculous intervention that has been poured onto my life.  I wonder why I don’t talk about that more.  I wonder why I don’t shout it at the top of my lungs from the top of every mountain.

Which reminds me of another set of lyrics:  “Every day is Christmas when every day is Thanksgiving.”

And that reminds me of yet another set of lyrics:  “This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” – Psalm 118:24

Jesus, I am thankful – help my ungratefulness.

IMG_2529.jpg

Daniel in a cake pan (that is what he does).  Who could look at this and not be grateful?

Insult on Christmas

It seems like this is the time of year where we indulge in that tradition of accusing people of declaring war on Christmas and then getting  our feelings hurt.  But it is not a war at all – it is more of an insult.  There are definitely people that declare an insult on Christmas – we just react as if it is a war…

Can I tell you a story about an actual war on Christmas?

“Then Herod, when he saw that he had been outwitted by the wise men, flew into a rage. He gave orders to massacre all the male children in and around Bethlehem who were two years old and under, in keeping with the time he had learned from the wise men. Then what was spoken through Jeremiah the prophet was fulfilled:” – Matthew 2:16-17

It is called the massacre of the innocents.  Herod, the ruler at the time of Jesus’ birth, wanted power and title so desperately that he called for the extinction of EVERY Jewish child born in Bethlehem so he could kill one Jewish Child – Jesus.  (He missed Jesus by the way)

Make no mistake…  THIS is the war on Christmas.  It has nothing to do with Christmas lights or cup colors or media interpretation.  War on Christmas is like every other war; innocent people die so power and title can be satisfied.

It was under these circumstances of war and terror and murder and genocide and political power struggles and pride (fortunately, none of these things exist today) that Jesus entered the scene.

Please hear this promise from God:  Whether you declare war on Me or simply insult Me, I will still be on My way to rescue you.  

Christmas happened that year, and, Christmas, as it turns out, will still happen this year.  

Jesus, I can’t wait to see You.

That is Amazing

If I want amazing results from my kids, then I will encourage them in an amazing way.
If I am asking my coworkers to produce an amazing result, then I will pour amazing resources into their  work.

If I am going to drink an amazing cup of coffee, then I will appreciate my barista in an amazing way.

I am going to try something for a while and I want to see if you notice.  I am going to try to change the product before production of the product begins.

I want to walk into a restaurant and by the time the waiter submits my order, I want him to say, “Wow, I really feel motivated to be the best I can be right now.”

I want my kids to walk away from me saying, “I feel like I can do anything.”

I want to be a person that walks through this life and surprises people with encouragement.  So much encouragement that people have to say, “That is amazing encouragement.”  (When is the last time you heard that?  When is the last time you said it?)

What will happen when I encourage in an amazing way?  What will happen if you do?

Let’s try it for a week or two, and see if we don’t change the world.

Jesus, help me do one thing in an amazing way this week:  Help me give courage amazingly.

Ephesians 4:29