meditatio at the water's edge

Ramblings...

--> On Saturday night with the sun long gone down, my three year old son falling asleep on my lap as we sit on on a beautiful Michigan beach, I say, "Jaden, who made the stars?" He perks up almost instantly, looks up, and clearly states, "God."

Funny how we often keep kids from the communion table. At water's edge, we don't. I am thankful for this. I think my boy (or God's boy) is getting this kingdom stuff as he lives among people serving the king. For those of you in Jaden's life, thanks! It means more than you know.

--> Today I saw an incredibly violent accident. Two cars collided at 50 m.p.h. Two 17 year old girls in a Cresida and one 30 something guy in a day old (no kidding) BMW. Three people could have been killed, but all three walked away. The Spirit allowed me to be available to witness the crash, call 911, and console a few young ladies until a dad arrived. I was honored to be part of those 30 minutes... today I was reminded that the kingdom is at hand. Someone should have been seriously hurt.

--> On Sunday night at our gathering we had two guests. The Kingma's (Jim and Karen if I remember correctly) joined us. They spoke into our lives, gave us great energy to continue re-imagining church and the ecclesiology that too often limits our ability to be missional. They also prayed! They layed hands on us, and they prayed for the few of us who are part of this goofy group of people following Jesus in slightly different ways. Kingma's --- if you read this --- thanks! You were voices of encouragement from the heavens. No kidding.