Previous month:
June 2011
Next month:
August 2011

Posts from July 2011

We Need A Big Dog Challenge Every Now And Then

Draft_lens2372427module14592412photo_1233958706a_bike
A few weeks ago I was about 15 miles into what I planned to be a 30 mile bike ride around Visalia, Farmersville, and Exeter. Searching for a way to avoid a busy section of highway, I found a quiet country road that was absolutely beautiful. There was no traffic and this road was far enough away from everything to be quiet and peaceful. Just the hum of the thin 700cm racing tires on the hot paved road, the hypnotic rythm of the chain running over the chain ring moving me along the country road, and the angry growls and barking of a pursuing monster dog. Dog? Dog! Yikes!

I don't know if he was just chasing for sport or if he was hungry, but I wasn't about to wait there and find out. I shifted up into the big chain ring, jumped out of the saddle, and went into a sprint that made a Tour De France cyclist look like a turtle. It's amazing how fast a fat preacher can move a bicycle with the threat of being eaten by a mad dog. I escaped with my life...barely. My planned 30 mile ride ended at about 20 though.

I've thought about that little episode over the past few weeks. Here's a lesson I'm taking from that sprint. Adversity can sometimes bring out things in us we never knew were there. I had no idea that after 15 miles of riding I could spring from a comfortable 15 mph cruise to over 26 mph...Now I know. I think there are times when we are not reaching our full potential because we aren't being challenged. We get into an easy cruise mode and think we are tapped out and performing at our full potential. I guess every once in a while we need a big dog to chase us a little so we can see that we could be doing more.


Your Tears Are Noticed

Glass-bottle I have a confession to make. I'm a softy. I have to work really hard sometimes to hold back the tears. One of the ways I do this is to watch for Kathy's tears and then tease her a little to lighten the mood. "Are you crying? Ahhhhhhh! It's not real. It's just a movie." Don't feel too bad for her though, she does the same thing to me. In fact, we now just glance at each other and laugh, both denying that we're fighting the tears back.

You can learn alot about someone by their tears. How tender their heart is. What they are compassionate about. What they are passionate about. Tears reveal so much about a person and God knows every tear that makes it's way from our eyes and down our cheeks. There is not a tear that falls without His notice.

Psalm 56:8 (ESV) You have kept count of my tossings; put my tears in your bottle. Are they not in your book?

Our tears are all noticed by God. He collects them in a bottle. He not only notices them, He notes them in His book. God knows what each and every tear was for. He knows what moves us, hurts us, frustrates us, touches us.

So the question is...Why don't we cry out to Him more often?