July 2007


TunnelHave you ever ridden through a tunnel? It can be a harrowing experience - especially if the tunnel takes you underneath a large body of water. Have you ever seen the movie “Daylight” where people get trapped in the Holland tunnel that’s under water? Some get injured. Others die. Only a handful make it out alive. I think about this movie everytime I’m in a tunnel.

Tunnels are usually darker than the outside environment and the enclosed, constricting area can make some people feel uncomfortable. Have you ever felt like your life was going through a tunnel? What part are you in? Perhaps your just entering a dark moment or you’ve been in the darkness for a while. Are you half way through or three quarters of the way?

birthday cakeToday is my birthday. I am now 33 years old. One of the members at my church replied when I told her, “Oh, the same age as Jesus.” Well… Jesus was 33 when he was crucified… ouch. But it was only three days later when he was resurrected! So I guess things can’t be all bad. :-)
Actually, things aren’t bad at all. Is there pressure? Sure. Am I a little stressed out? Yeah. Could I use a little more money? How about a lot more? A new car would be nice and to finally pay off my student loans… But things aren’t bad because I am reminded that God is with me. So that means everyday that I wake up and see the morning and can get out of bed and can move and think and eat and so on… is a GOOD DAY!

Onion LayersWill the Real You Stand Up!
The real you is hidden beneath the layers… Do you believe this? Have you stopped to realize that what you often see on the surface when you look in the mirror is not the real you? No. You are somewhere deep within, looking out of the body that allows you to interact with this physical world.
Think about it. If you lost an arm would you cease to be you? What about both arms? What about both legs? What about a kidney? If you were paralyzed would you cease to be you? If you had a heart transplant would you cease to be you? No, you would not. This fact helps to demonstrate, if we take the time to really contemplate our existence, that who we truly are is deeper than what we see in the mirror or what others see when they look at us.

Over the past three weeks, five people that I personally know have died. One person died in the arms of their spouse.
I don’t even know what to say to people - all the prefabricated answers don’t make sense - so I just show my presence, listen and pray.

There’s nothing like the death of a loved one to make you begin to consider the value of your life. Are we doing all we can with the life we’ve been given?

I want to share a poem with you, from my book, which speaks to this very issue.