So don’t be ashamed of the testimony about the Lord or of me, his prisoner. Instead, share the suffering for the good news, depending on God’s power. God is the one who saved and called us with a holy calling. This wasn’t based on what we have done, but it was based on his own purpose and grace that he gave us in Christ Jesus before time began. – 2 Timothy 1:8-9
Yesterday it was cold all day here in Wake Forest, 21-degrees first thing in the morning, then hitting a high of around 40 in the afternoon. But it was a beautiful day; brilliant sunshine, clear air, bracing, inviting.
So late afternoon, when I needed to get some thank you cards to the post office in time for the 5:00 collection, of course I bundled up in my coat and walked. The experience was refreshing and invigorating, and I was reminded once again of how grateful I am that we live in a walkable town.
I was also reminded of how easy it is to miss such peaceable interludes, because we imagine we’re too busy, or that the tasks that press in on us are so important, or that we don’t have any time. “No way!” someone exclaimed the other day when I mentioned how much I enjoy walking into the town center; “I wish I had the time to do that kind of thing!”
So I set my stopwatch when I left the house, suspicious that walking to the post office isn’t really such a big deal. I was right – just twenty-five minutes there and back, including stopping to talk for a minute with a couple of people I otherwise would have never met.
Twenty-five minutes to achieve a little exercise, to enjoy such a beautiful day, to drink in the fresh air, to appreciate the lovely town we live in, to keep my intrusive smart-phone deep inside a pocket, to take a few moments to whisper thanks to God for all my blessings.
LOOKING DOWN THE TRACKS: As I crossed the railroad on East Holding I looked down the rails, running into a stand of trees as they make their way through Wake Forest, and I wondered about the journey. Not just The Journey, but my journey; my journey here to Wake Forest, the journey Rebekah and I are on together, the way forward for us as a church, the call for each one of us to continually make our way – sometimes one hesitant footfall at a time – into a future that is defined by faith, hope, opportunity, and promise….
…I tried to look around the bend, to peer beyond the turn, and of course I couldn’t. I used to worry about that, but now I realize that the truth of promise is who walks with me, not necessarily what’s around the next corner.
What I do know is this, and it’s more than enough! “I know the one in whom I’ve placed my trust, and I’m convinced that God is powerful enough to protect what he has placed in my trust until that day” (2 Timothy 8-12).
Until that day – DEREK