Race To Get There
I was over in Tidioute the other day for office hours and did some visiting and some work around the church. When it was time to come home, though, I flew down the road to get home. I knew that I was going to get home about the same time as the girls were going to get off the bus, and I knew that Lori was going to be at the house and I just couldn't wait to get there and see the three people I love more than anybody in the world. So, yes, I pushed the car a bit above the speed limit a time or two (or three of four) but I was so excited to see my family - I just couldn't wait. I hadn't seen them for HOURS. It was important - urgent - I HAD to get home.
Yeah, you probably know where this is going, right?
That night I had a meeting at church.
Was I as excited to get there? Did I break any speed limits to get to the meeting? Was I as excited to see those people - who are also my family - who I also love (sorry, not quite the same way or not quite "as much" - but I do still love you very much) - and some who I hadn't seen in DAYS or even a WEEK?
Um...
Truth is, I was a little excited to go to the meeting. And I DID want to see these people. I do love them and I do want to meet with them. I NEVER dread the meetings we have because I don't see them as meetings - but as connections, opportunities, points of contact between me and you - especially the "yous" that I don't get to talk to very much through the week otherwise.
When we start to have meetings just because we have to have a meeting...well, it's time to stop having the meetings, right? And the first symptom of that is the dread in the pit of the stomach that says, "I don't want to go. I wish I was at the dentist's office instead..." Yeah, I've been to those meetings too...
And it's a choice I make. Every time. I go early to every meeting, class, worship, everything if I can*. Because being there matters to me - and you being there matters to me. 'Cause I know something's going to happen. Because God is there...
*I have kids, I have problems, I get sick too, I get it - sometimes life gets in the way. But if it really matters to me, I'll show up. On time.
Yeah, you probably know where this is going, right?
That night I had a meeting at church.
Was I as excited to get there? Did I break any speed limits to get to the meeting? Was I as excited to see those people - who are also my family - who I also love (sorry, not quite the same way or not quite "as much" - but I do still love you very much) - and some who I hadn't seen in DAYS or even a WEEK?
Um...
Truth is, I was a little excited to go to the meeting. And I DID want to see these people. I do love them and I do want to meet with them. I NEVER dread the meetings we have because I don't see them as meetings - but as connections, opportunities, points of contact between me and you - especially the "yous" that I don't get to talk to very much through the week otherwise.
When we start to have meetings just because we have to have a meeting...well, it's time to stop having the meetings, right? And the first symptom of that is the dread in the pit of the stomach that says, "I don't want to go. I wish I was at the dentist's office instead..." Yeah, I've been to those meetings too...
And it's a choice I make. Every time. I go early to every meeting, class, worship, everything if I can*. Because being there matters to me - and you being there matters to me. 'Cause I know something's going to happen. Because God is there...
*I have kids, I have problems, I get sick too, I get it - sometimes life gets in the way. But if it really matters to me, I'll show up. On time.
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