Sprung?

So Spring is officially here...yeah...awesome. Seriously though, it looks great...from inside my car. Then the deceptively freezie wind coupled with the allergy spawn smashed my head with a hammer.

Most Important Lesson

As I read over the lesson for this week, I realized it wasn't a part of the story that offered much room for humor. Today we talked about The Last Supper and some of the last instructions Jesus had for his disciples and ultimately for us.

This was an important lesson. This is the first step at laying the foundation of what Jesus did for us and why. Most of the words are provided for us, but there is always a struggle on how to present the truth and beauty of God's plan for salvation without losing the attention of all those little minds.

Over the next few weeks we will continue the story up through Easter. I have a lot of important lessons ahead. I couldn't help but ponder which one would be the most important. What part of the story will strike the hearts and minds of 2nd and 3rd grade boys and girls?

I hadn't thought about it long before I realized my most important lesson was. It wouldn't come in the next few weeks. It wouldn't even happen on the stage in those 20 minutes a week I am privileged enough to share God's story.

My most important lesson I teach is the way I act when I step off the stage. It comes with every action I make and how I live when I am not thinking about who is watching. My most important lesson I will teach on how to live is found in the way that I live my own life.

The most important lesson we all teach is how we live...every moment of our lives.

No pressure.

Put Away the Ores

With the new month comes a new virtue to learn for my church's children's ministry. We're talking about Hope.

We've had some tough virtues to try and teach 2nd and 3rd graders. The last four weeks, our virtue was "Fairness". I think we wasted a great chance now. The lessons mostly didn't make sense and were straining to teach something about fairness with Bible stories that really dealt with something else. Given the proper time, it seems like we should have taught the kids about how life isn't about everyone getting the same thing. That is usually how we envision fairness. However, to use our pastor's words, the story isn't over. That is what can give us hope for the future and hope for right now. We, as humans, are going to screw things up. We screw ourselves up, we screw our children up, we screw up our siblings, our parents, our friends and those we perceive as enemies. A lot of times we do it without even trying. Our hope doesn't lie in man though. Our hope is with a God that is making everything new.

I know what it is like to lose hope. I've been there. I've been on the edge looking down after putting my faith in things and people and this world. I thought I could swallow my pain if I had enough booze to wash it down. I had known of a God who I didn't just drift away from...I put the ores in the water and paddled as hard as I could. I was a cynic and a critic. I played the games with logic and dared anyone to prove me wrong. I was an enemy of God and those who claimed to be godly. Nothing made me want to puke more than listening to two-faced "Christians" spew venom at those with different views and lifestyles and beliefs. Hearing them pluck verses out of context to justify their own views and prejudices with their WWJD bracelets and icthus emblems...what a joke. Hypocrites. I didn't want to associate with any of them and I didn't want to associate with God. So, I rowed my boat not so gently down the stream, making sure to take a moment every so often to give a middle finger to those on the shore. It wasn't long before I couldn't see land anymore though. It wasn't long before I was a new kind of lonely; wanting desperately to be left alone and desperately to be pursued and found and brought back home. I wanted God to fight for me and show me He loved me and tell me 'Everything is going to be alright'.

I'm so glad He did.

I'm so glad He does.

I'm so glad He will.

I used to think the church was full of hypocrites, but not anymore. I've put my faith in God now and that is where my hope lies. I have stumbled enroute to my destination and I will no doubt take more wrong turns in the road ahead. Getting to my destination doesn't rest in my hands though, but in the hands of a loving and faithful God. I don't know His plans for me and I won't know the full picture of my life until my time on this world comes to pass. The story isn't over yet, and I still have a lot to work on so I don't help push someone else out to sea. There is a reason God sent His son Jesus to walk the walk for us. We can't do it on our own. We screw things up. Whether out of stupidity, pride, shame or so many other things, we continue to sin as we walk with Jesus. We live as hypocrites in this life, hoping for the redemption and cleansing the new earth and new heaven will bring.

The church isn't full of hypocrites though. There is always room for one more. And the God of heaven and earth is desperately seeking you too.