April 25, 2016
I hope your Monday morning is going well and you don’t feel like the words to the old Mama’s and Papa’s song. According to their song called “Monday, Monday” . . . “Every other day of the week is fine, but whenever Monday comes, you can find me crying all of the time.” If you feel that way today it might be time to find a new job. Or maybe you need to come visit us at FBCWS.
If you were at church last night or follow Jennifer or myself on Facebook you probably already know that we took a little adventure motorcycle ride up north a couple of hours away on Saturday to see my daughter and her family. It was the first time I have really ridden more than about an hour on my bike and my part went pretty well. Jennifer’s seat was not quite as comfy as mine so I’m not sure I will get her back on unless I find a softer replacement seat. But we had a good time and the grandkids got to jump on for a tame ride in front of their house. I think at one point in Gainesville we cleared all traffic behind us when somehow I turned the emergency flashers on and couldn’t find the switch for about 20 seconds. I guess they thought I was a motorcycle policeman or something. We also rode into the night for about an hour going up and the bugs came out. I thought Jennifer was going to wreck us when one hit her in the leg. It was kind of funny too when we first started she said, “Now, depending on how many close calls we have . . . .” and I was like, “Woah, woah, I’m not planning on having ANY close calls.” And we didn’t. Ha. I even told her at one point that after a few hours on the bike I wasn’t sure if I felt older or younger. But it was an adventure. It was fun. I was reminded of Bob Goff’s words (which Jennifer quoted a week ago at our Commissioning Service) from his book “Love Does” where he says, “I used to think knowing God was like going on a business trip with Him, but now I know He’s inviting me on an adventure instead.” I truly believe that life should be an adventure and the best kind of adventure is the one God wants to take each of us on. It’s not always safe and it’s not always comfortable. In fact, to have a real adventure I think it almost can’t be safe and comfortable. It requires us to move out of the slow lane and over into the lane where it seems a little scary at times. And we are reminded God is there with us every step of the way. But we are the ones who have to take that first step. We have to get up and move. As Pastor Ed Young said in a tweet today, “You can’t be the hands and feet of Jesus if you’re sitting on your . . .” God’s adventure means getting up out of that chair even when you don’t really feel like it. Now, to have an adventure with God it doesn’t require you to also own a motorcycle. “The kind of adventure Jesus has invited us on doesn’t require an application or prerequisites. It’s just about deciding to take up the offer made by a father who wants us to come.” Harley optional.
Three weeks from today we will be in Amsterdam and on our way to Poland. It is hard not to be too excited but the emotions are building. I’m trying to save my blog in two weeks to share with you more about our trip. But I wanted to mention today that we found out this last week that I will be preaching in Rome. Not Rome, Texas but Rome, Italy. And no, it will not be at the Vatican (I’m still waiting for my call back from the Pope) but it will be at an evangelical church there in downtown Rome. Needless to say, that further amped up the excitement level. Please continue to pray for us and all the little details we have to work out between now and then. Be in prayer as we continue to finalize the specifics for every day. Be in prayer that God will be doing the planning and opening the exact doors to allow us to be used by Him every single day we are gone. More to come on this particular Mission Trip adventure!