I remember the date well . . . January 1, 1988. It was New Year’s Day, college football was on television and seat belt requirements became law in our state.
I love my rights. Don’t ever limit my opportunity to speak out, don’t infringe on my 2nd Amendment right, and don’t tell me I must wear a seat belt. A seat belt was uncomfortable and restrictive. It impeded my driving. It did not help my driving improve. In fact, it only was a benefit if I got into a life-threatening accident. I very rarely had a fender-bender, much less a tragic car crash.
And, it was just another move of an oppressive and over-reaching government to control me. I believed and could argue that seat belts were just the first step in a lifetime of limiting my personal freedoms and taking away my rights.
Daryl is a long-time friend. He is warrior. A fellow “8”. He is passionate and purposeful. He and his wife, Jo have lived a love-story with valleys and mountaintops . . . like all of us.
Daryl recently talked about his life the last few months . . . Daryl’s Story
I listened to this video clip from Waymaker Church’s Easter streamed service.
As you listen to these four short minutes, consider the following:
Perspective . . . Pivot . . . Pursue
All of us live seeing out existence from a chosen perspective. For some, it is from a viewpoint of “entitlement“, where I am owed something. For others, it is out of guilt . . . this is what I “deserve”. And, for some it’s “control” because I determine who I am and who I become. For me, I see a life that has a Master Creator Who loves me more than I could ever imagine and gives me the opportunity to do “more than I could ever ask or think” (Eph 3:20 NLT). I choose how I see things . . . my perspective.
There are times when life doesn’t go as planned. Relationships become hard. Work hits every roadblock. Life starts to drain, damage and destroy all that you have dreamed of. So many just sit and “pause”, while it may be better for us to “pivot”. It’s usually not getting “rid” of anything, as much as getting “right” with things. Alignment is the discipline of accomplishment. I choose to change directions . . . I pivot.
And, then I charge forward with new perspective . . . I pursue with purpose, passion and a plan.
It begins with which story I’m telling myself . . . I make a choice to choose.
Passion Week – Silent Saturday
Be still, and know that I am God . . .
Psalm 46:10 NLT
When the routine of life comes to a screeching halt . . . when the unimaginable becomes a reality . . . when anticipated dreams become regrettable nightmares . . . hope is gone, feeling is numb, emotions are raw and the silence . . . the silence is deafening.
On the Friday of His last week, Jesus’ death culminated His trial, torture and crucifixion. There were the cries of the crowd, the mocking by Roman Soldiers and the tears of His followers.
Friday was loud . . . Saturday was silent. Read More