When did I pick up the trait of dream squashing? My daughter Kylee wants to build a fort in the back yard out of scrap wood, stones, mud and all other things messy. She was so excited. She had it all planned out exactly how she would do it. I quickly told her this would not be possible for it would make a mess and we would just be tearing it down soon. Wow, there’s a good pick me up. Go after your dreams sweetheart, but don’t do it in my back yard, and not with my scrap wood. I need someone to take a piece of that wood and hit me upside the head.
In crazy pursuit of the unattainable goal of having things that don’t matter be in perfect order, you quickly loose sight of substance. Isn’t it interesting that we can lie our heads down at night on false security that all is in order, while in reality our relationships are a mess.
I now turn my words to Kylee.
I want you to build your fort. Build it the best way you know how. Enjoy every moment of it. And when it is all done, I hope you’ll invite me in to share moments and lemonade.
I love you Kylee.
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Monday, June 9, 2008
The Great Giver
Could it be that in His world amongst the singing angels there’s room for a banjo?
Why do I have so much fear that as I seek the light, I will loose who I am, and all things fun will be no more? It’s no wonder so many don’t seek. But we are seekers. We are really good at seeking out excitement and pleasure. Can you blame us?
Here’s the great lie. As we approach the light, we will become more restricted in the things we can do and experience. I’m just beginning to sense that not only does He not restrict, but if we let Him, He will increase our capacity to experience joy and pleasure in ways that before were unimaginable. I have no idea how this happens, but from time to time I catch whispers that it’s true.
He is The Great Giver. He would have us enjoy life and feel all those wonderful feelings that we are so unwilling to give up. But we must do it His way. If not, all is temporary, and the fun and excitement will sooner or later be replaced with anguish and misery.
Give me balance, that I might enjoy the good things of this life, all the while remembering Him, the one who gave us all.
Why do I have so much fear that as I seek the light, I will loose who I am, and all things fun will be no more? It’s no wonder so many don’t seek. But we are seekers. We are really good at seeking out excitement and pleasure. Can you blame us?
Here’s the great lie. As we approach the light, we will become more restricted in the things we can do and experience. I’m just beginning to sense that not only does He not restrict, but if we let Him, He will increase our capacity to experience joy and pleasure in ways that before were unimaginable. I have no idea how this happens, but from time to time I catch whispers that it’s true.
He is The Great Giver. He would have us enjoy life and feel all those wonderful feelings that we are so unwilling to give up. But we must do it His way. If not, all is temporary, and the fun and excitement will sooner or later be replaced with anguish and misery.
Give me balance, that I might enjoy the good things of this life, all the while remembering Him, the one who gave us all.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Summer and Time
Tonight there’s a smell of summer in the air as well as the scent of time marching forward. Out the window I hear crickets singing their songs of summers gone by.
This evening in the summer grass, next to Jakey and my grandpa, I caught an interesting glimpse of time. What different perspectives of time we share. For Jakey time is frozen. He does not comprehend it, especially when I tell him we will go golfing in a couple of days. For me I wish too much to have it back. For my grandpa he wishes for more as he fights his battle with cancer. I vote for Jakey’s perspective. We certainly can’t bring time back, and we never know what tomorrow will bring, but tonight under the first summer sky there was me, Jakey and grandpa, and it was, for a moment, as if time stood still.
This evening in the summer grass, next to Jakey and my grandpa, I caught an interesting glimpse of time. What different perspectives of time we share. For Jakey time is frozen. He does not comprehend it, especially when I tell him we will go golfing in a couple of days. For me I wish too much to have it back. For my grandpa he wishes for more as he fights his battle with cancer. I vote for Jakey’s perspective. We certainly can’t bring time back, and we never know what tomorrow will bring, but tonight under the first summer sky there was me, Jakey and grandpa, and it was, for a moment, as if time stood still.
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