Author: Paul Silcock

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It’s Fall – No Wait, It’s Winter

We were in the middle of enjoying some nice fall weather when, out of nowhere, winter broke in. 

Fall, Winter

Maybe I’m exaggerating a little, but not much (note: I wrote this a week ago, so no, I’m not exaggerating). We were regularly experiencing temperatures in the teens a week ago, but now the mercury won’t raise to double digits.

It really hit home to me last night, but it’s been on my mind for a few days now. 

My wife, Lily, and I were at a hockey game last night and parked our car several blocks from the arena. It was cool walking from the car to the rink, but nothing like the walk back at 10:30 pm – that was bitter cold! It didn’t feel all that windy but the cold air was ripping right through us.

The worst part about it was that it was only -2 C outside, which should still be fall jacket weather.

But not last night. That -2 C felt like it was about -12 C or more.

Some regions don’t understand this, but here, whenever the temperature is given on radio or TV, it always comes with a caveat.

It goes something like, “The temperature in Kingston right now is -2, but with the wind chill it feels like -12”.

The temperature is never given without the “but with the wind chill …”

In the summer, they replace “but with the wind chill” and say “with the humidity, it feels like…”

We can’t get an actual temperature reading. Going by the thermometer just doesn’t do it here.

… Which also means that when Lily asks me EVERY time she leaves the house “what’s the temperature outside?”, it really doesn’t matter because that’s not what it feels like.

It’s like watching the national news on CTV or CBC. After you’re finished watching it, you know we were not given the truth, but you don’t know what the truth is. 

With our weather you literally have to go outside and stand there to get a real sense of what you will be facing when you actually leave your premises.

And that’s one of the differences between living here in Ontario to, say, Saskatchewan or Alberta.  

When you leave the house there you know what you are going out into. There is no guessing. 

Here you walk about twenty feet outside and you just have to make a comment on the weather,  like we did last night: “Man, it’s bitter cold out here!” 

Why didn’t I know that before I walked outside? Why did it take me by surprise? 

It’s because of that wind chill factor, that’s why. 

Wind chill is like the carbon monoxide or Radon of the outdoors. It’s colourless, tasteless, odourless, and it’s deadly. 

Oh look – I’m writing this blog post on November 10 about how winter has been sprung on us, while my grass is still green! 

I haven’t even collected the leaves off the lawn yet. 

If climate change is here, I’d like to know who’s benefiting from it … because we sure aren’t!

Here’s the thing: Sure, God has given us the Bible as a guide to living. He shows us His plan for this world and where it is all heading. We can see the provision God made for us all in Christ Jesus. But God also gave us the Holy Spirit. He’s like wind chill – you can’t see Him or feel Him. And you must be paying attention and listening to Him to receive guidance for your daily life. Be sure you recognize and pay attention to the Holy Spirit. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question:  What do you need more guidance regarding? Leave your comment and questions below.

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I Was Offended … Or Was I?

I can’t put a finger on the last time I was offended, but I’m sure it had to be in the last day or two. I’m sure of it because I don’t like what some people say about certain things.

I was Offended

People get offended all the time, and I know they get offended because they say so. There is not a day that goes by in the news that someone is not offended by something. 

One online dictionary definition of the word “offended” is “resentful or annoyed, typically as a result of a perceived insult.”

… I should be offended every time CTV’s Lisa LaFlamme tells me what Canada is thinking or feeling. She’s usually wrong when it comes to me, and that insults me that she would clump me in with every other Canadian. 

I have my own thoughts, thank you.  

Truthfully, even if I don’t like what some people say, I don’t take offence because I know they are stating an opinion. 

Opinions are just their own thoughts – that might be wrong, or only partially right. It’s not offensive because it’s JUST … THEIR … OPINION.

Maybe our skin needs to be a little thicker. We need to hear a speech we don’t agree with and not be so hurt or insulted … it’s just an opinion.

The other day on Hockey Night In Canada’s Coach’s Corner, Don Cherry (a hockey analyst) made some comments about Remembrance Day and poppies not being worn. 

Some people have jumped all over his comments as insulting and offensive to newer Canadians. … Probably most of them were not watching hockey that night, but news writers and broadcasters have made sure that everyone in Canada got a fair shot at hearing what they considered offensive.

But if they were not personally insulted by the comments, how could they be offended? 

The thing is, Don Cherry may have made some remarks that were not positive and uplifting to people who are new to Canada, but they were just his opinion.  

He may be completely wrong in his thinking, but let’s not act like we are all about 95 years old with skin so thin that it tears by just bumping into a door or something! 

I think it’s fine for people to point out that Don Cherry might be wrong in what he said. (It probably would be hard to actually prove him either wrong or right.) But they could have the opinion that he is wrong and offensive in what he said. 

But giving their opinion that way really should be offensive to Don Cherry. They certainly insulted him in their remarks.

That begs the question: Is it alright to offend someone who has already offended others? Is it correct to offend one person but not correct to offend a group of people?

What it comes down to is not whether individuals were offended or not, but rather that they didn’t like what was said and they didn’t agree with it. 

That is called “opinion” and we should all be able to have one, whether our opinion is right or wrong. 

And if you don’t agree with me, I’m offended. Hey, I think I may have just been offended today.

Here’s the thing: God says that there is one way to get into heaven and to escape hell, and that is to place your faith in Jesus Christ. Some people may not like to hear this; they may say it offends them. It offends them because they don’t want to agree with it or adhere to it. God is not offended; it is only their opinion. It will also not change their outcome. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What do you need to have thicker skin about? Leave your comments and questions below.

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I Was Wrong But It’s Not Irreversible – Part 2

In my last post( read here) I wrote that doing something wrong is not irreversible. I had been doing up the straps on my knee brace in the wrong order for about twenty-nine years.

was wrong

The brace is still a saviour for me when it comes to sports – especially hockey – but for the last several months my knee has not been feeling very good. It’s been sore and sometimes a little swollen. 

But since I discovered the proper order to tighten the straps on my brace, it has made a huge difference. 

For the last while, I needed at least a day after I played for my knee to feel good enough for me to consider playing hockey again. Now my knee no longer feels sore, unstable, and tender for a period of time.

Not only have I corrected the wrong I had been committing for nearly thirty years, but in correcting that wrong I have seen an improvement in my knee’s stability. 

It is never too late to consider correcting something you have, for a long time, been doing wrong. 

When we elect a government, that year after year puts the country into a deeper and deeper debt position with seemingly uncontrolled spending, it is still correctable. 

We’ve seen it in the past. Where a government has been in power for years and an election has brought a new party into power, that change has brought the country back into fiscal responsibility. 

It’s also true with your conscience. 

We all have one. It’s that little inner sensation that tells us when we are doing something wrong or doing something right. 

Time after time we can go against our conscience in doing wrong and, after a while, we won’t have any sensation regarding that wrong. We will become numb to it; it won’t even register in our conscience any more. 

This can go on for years – just like all the years I was doing up my brace in the wrong order. 

But it is not irreversible.

If we admit we’ve done wrong – even though we don’t have a sensation about it from years and years of doing it – we can still correct it.

And when we start to correct the wrong, the amazing thing is that the sensation starts to slowly come back. Our conscience has never left us; it just grows quiet when we silence it. It can come back, be renewed, and be healthy again. 

I have a friend who smoked for years and years. He never thought anything of it, never considered anyone around him who didn’t smoke. 

Finally, after decades of smoking, he quit. Now he can’t stand the smell of cigarettes; he can’t bear being in a space where others are smoking. He thinks it’s insensitive of them to smoke with others present. His sensitivity came back. 

A long history of doing wrong is never irreversible.

Here’s the thing: You may have turned your back on God for years. Maybe you’ve never considered Him, never cared for Him. Don’t think your years of neglect and possible abusiveness towards God is irreversible. No, you can decide to reverse your wrongs by believing in Christ to save you from all the wrongs you’ve done for however many years you’ve been doing them. The Bible says you are then a new creation. It’s reversible. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question:  What have you previously been thinking is irreversible for you? Leave your comments and questions below.

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I Was Wrong But It’s Not Irreversible – Part 1

Don’t ever think doing something wrong for a long time is irreversible.

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When you do something wrong for long enough, one has a sense that it will be permanent.

It’s probably true with some things that if you set a pattern, and that pattern is in place for a long time, it will not be broken. So if the pattern is wrong, that’s just what it will be.

Recently I was checking the knee brace I’ve worn for almost three decades. I wear it when I play sports, and particularly sports that require some side to side movement. 

I don’t wear my brace when I ride my bike or play golf, but I do for most other active sports – it gets lots of use.

Since I’ve had this brace for years, and my knee has been bugging me for several months now (I’ve written about that here), I decided to do some checking. Maybe it was time for a new brace. 

I looked up on the internet the company that makes my brace and found some instructional videos on their website. I clicked on one that was specific for my particular brace. 

The video was about how to properly put on the brace. I almost clicked it off because I certainly knew how to put mine on. But since it was such a short video, I watched the whole thing. 

What I discovered was that I’ve been putting on my brace the wrong way for almost 30 years! 

Now the brace is sophisticated – it’s custom made to my knee – but it’s not hard to put on.  

… But I’ve been doing it wrong all these years.

I’ve been doing it wrong in the order I do up the straps. There are only four straps but they need to be secured properly and in the right order. 

I was stunned that I had been doing them up incorrectly all this time. 

The next day at hockey I followed the order from the video. I secured the strap under my knee and then the strap at the bottom of my calf. Then I moved to the strap just above my knee but didn’t secure it quite as tight as I normally would have. I finished with the strap around my thigh, done up a little looser. 

Wow, what a difference! My brace felt so much better while I played and it seemed to stay in place without moving down my leg. 

It was amazing.

Who would have thought that, for all these years, I have gotten away with doing up my brace incorrectly? Yet the brace didn’t break and it still provided some support to my knee. 

I would not have been able to play hockey or baseball or volleyball without it. I would not have been able to ski without wearing that brace … but I’ve been using it incorrectly this whole time. 

I have more to share on this in my next post, but …

Here’s the thing: It’s not that surprising that we can be doing something wrong for a long time and not really have any repercussions. This happens with some sin. We can live in a sin for a long time without seemingly suffering any ill effects from it – no repercussions, no judgements. But there will be a judgement day. As long as you are breathing, you have time to right your wrong.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What have you been doing wrong for a long time that you should change? Leave your comments and questions below.

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Reflecting On Your Life Is The Start Of A Change

Today, after I got home from the rink, I was reflecting on my play. 

reflecting on your life

It wasn’t my most stellar day on the ice: in the first shift I ran into one of my teammates by the boards and fell down. In two attempts to get up, I fell or almost fell over again. 

Some of the guys I’ve played with for years got concerned. They know I’ve had a heart attack … and that it happened playing hockey … though that was seven years ago. 

Several guys asked me if I was alright, and suggested that I should sit on the bench for a bit. 

I knew that I was fine, but I did feel a little embarrassed that I had trouble getting back up on my feet.

If I had a video of me playing pickup with the boys last year at this time, and compared it to video of my game today, I think it would show a huge difference.

I’ve lost a few really noticeable steps in my game, and in only one year.

It’s similar to watching a movie you like over and over again for years. Then when the actor makes a new movie, you notice, “Wow. They’ve all of a sudden really aged.” 

You were so used to seeing them at the age they were when the first movie came out that it’s a shocker to see them in their present state.

The Bourne movies are like that for me. There were three movies that came out over the course of three years: Bourne Identity, Bourne Supremacy, and Bourne Ultimatum.

They are probably my favourite movies of all time. I’ve watched them over and over.

Then, about nine years later, they made another Bourne movie that was simply called, “Jason Bourne”.

Wow, what a difference! The actor, Matt Damon, had really aged in that one. He still had some of his brilliance from the earlier movies, but he was a little more ragged. 

We don’t see the aging process in the movies. The actors are stuck in time; they seem timeless.

Oh, but not me; I’ve aged. I’m only one year older than last year, but I feel like I’m five years older on the ice.

For me it’s not a time trick or a movie illusion. As I was reflecting on it today, for me it’s my knee.

My knee has been causing me problems (I wrote about it here) and has then made my on-ice experience more complicated.

Because my knee has been weak, I haven’t exercised much. I’ve also cut down on how much hockey I play this year. Those are two things that degrade my play.

But there is another spinoff effect and that is, I’ve gained weight. I’m about 10 pounds heavier than last year at this time and, for me, that’s a big deal when skating.  

Because my knee has been sore, I’ve not exercised and, because I’ve not exercised, I’ve gained weight. 

So today, reflecting on all these issues have made me feel like I’ve aged several years on the ice. 

Somehow I need to roll back the time.

Here’s the thing: If there’s something in your life that you’re putting off dealing with, something that you think you don’t need to make right with God at this time, beware that it might not take long before your life shows signs of problems in other areas because of one area you refused to make right with God. Don’t make that mistake. At present, you may be showing more than your age.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What do you need to take to God right now? Leave your comments and questions below.

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Goodbye End; Hello Beginning

The end has come, but the beginning will start soon. … I never would have said those words years ago, but they are fitting today.

Goodbye end; hollow beginning

Today we close up our cottage for the season and we won’t be back until the end of April or beginning of May – that is six months from now. 

… The end of the cottage season has come to a screeching halt. There will be no more trips up here for six months. 

Today I will put the finishing touches on the close. The final task before turning off the power and locking doors is blowing out the water lines. 

They say that everyone has the same amount of time, that we all have 24 hours in a day, and 365 days in a year. 

We all work within those time constraints, but I tell you that time seems shorter for me these days. That 24 hours for me is not like 24 hours for a 7 year old. 

I remember being young and trying to savour every bit of my birthday because the next birthday seemed forever away. 

I remember thinking that grade two was never going to end and that grade three would never happen. Well, that’s partly because I repeated grade two.  

But there was this sense that, in some cases, time seemed to stand still. 

When the summer was over, it wasn’t coming back any time soon.

But that is not the case now. Today we will lock up the cottage and walk away from it for the entire winter … but that time seems to go so fast now. 

It won’t be long before we are back at this place. The leaves will be budding on the trees and not falling off as they are now. Everything will be turning green, new and fresh, and not brown, yellow, red and orange. 

Now all the foliage is decaying – I filled three big paper yard bags full of shredded leaves yesterday. When we come back the grass will be growing at a rapid rate.

Between now and then, the same amount of time passes as it always has. But the time seems to pass more quickly.

I know this because it doesn’t seem that long ago that we were making our first trip of the season to the cottage. 

And that time has gone so quickly!

Yesterday I shot some video with my drone – sort of my way of saying goodbye to our retreat place (you can check it out here).

That video will stay on my YouTube channel all winter long and through the spring. But any time I look at those clips I will not be thinking of that day, but about the days to come. 

Maybe that is why time seems to go so fast. We are looking forward to what is coming up ahead. 

Children live in the moment and time seems to stand still for them. Adults look to tomorrow and time seems to move at lightning speed.

Maybe we need a little balance between living in the moment and looking to tomorrow.

Here’s the thing: Christ will come one day and this life we have had here will seem like it was a flash in time. The eternity that lies ahead of us, what we have anticipated for so long, will stretch before us as endless days to be savoured moment by moment. We will be able to live in the moment AND look forward to tomorrow … provided that we have here and now made the commitment to follow Jesus and submit our lives to Him.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: How would living in the moment help you? Leave you comments and questions below.

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We Made It Just In Time

We’ve all experienced that sigh of relief when something happened just in time. 

just in time

… Like when you made it into the house just before a downpour of rain. You chuckle to yourself – no, you laugh at the rain – as if to say, “You missed me; I’m safe. Better luck next time.”

I remember playing hide’n seek when I was a kid and one time the person who was “it” was close to me, but I thought I could outrun him. I took a chance and, when he was looking the other way, I took off. 

I ran as fast as I could but I underestimated the speed of the kid who was chasing me. 

He was gaining fast as we approached home base. But just before he caught me, I touched the post and was safe. 

I was so out of breath, but that couldn’t deter the smile on my face that went from ear to ear. 

We looked each other in the eyes and both knew that if there had have been another couple of feet I would probably have been “it” the next round.

… That didn’t stop me from singing that little tune that gets under every loser’s skin: “Nananananana”.

There is a distinct and joyous satisfaction when you make it in the nick of time. Whether it is escaping a downpour of rain, beating a red light, or getting past the door of a store just before the manager closes it for the night. 

Whew, we made it.

Well, that’s maybe how SNC-Lavalin felt the other night when the Canadian election results came in. 

The Conservatives had made it clear that they would open up an investigation into corruption if they got into power.  

The company executives also knew that if the Liberals won the election they would be safe from any repercussion over past corrupt business dealings. 

You could almost see the executives chewing their fingernails to the bone as the night went on, wondering who would win.

Better than that, I imagined those SNC-Lavalin executives running with all their might down a street as the police chased them in hot pursuit. They were panting, exhausted, but running for their very lives, sweat dripping off their brows, in their suits, their ties flapping in the wind behind their shoulders.

And then it was declared: the Liberals won a minority government. 

That was it. They ducked into the building to their right and locked the glass doors behind them.

The police had no authority or access to enter. 

The executives, hunched over and exhausted, wiped their foreheads of sweat and looked out the glass doors at the police. 

They chuckled and quietly, looked at each other, then back at the police, and said, “Nananananana”.

Oh, that feeling they must have had to know the possible nightmare threat would not materialize. 

It must have felt good. 

But not as good as the next day – October 22, 2019 – when SNC-Lavalin stocks took a major leap in the stock market from $2.24 – $19.92!

Here’s the thing: In life we can go from close call to close call, each time rejoicing that we made it by the skin of our teeth. But all those just-in-time games we play are short term for this life. You might get into heaven by a slim margin ( 1Corinthians 3:15 ) but there will be no rejoicing in your good fortune. Don’t play hide and seek with your relationship with God. Don’t find yourself running to get in on time. Secure your relationship now and grow it. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What do you need to stop running from? Leave your comments and questions below.

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A Good Excuse Is Not Hard To Find

Every once in a while we just need a good excuse to attend a conference.

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This past week I attended a two-day conference on leadership. It’s an annual conference that I usually try to get to. 

The logistics that needed to be in place to attend included finding someone in advance to speak for me in church on the Sunday that followed. I also had to make sure my schedule was free from appointments and meetings.

None of that is too hard to do. I only have to want to make those arrangements, and then set them up weeks, or sometimes months, in advance.  

Probably the most common reason people give for not attending a conference is that they are too busy. However, the real reasons might be that they don’t see the value in attending, may not like the disruption in their schedule, or are deterred by the cost.

It’s just simpler to say, “I’m busy”. 

Years ago when a girl didn’t want to go on a date with a guy she would sometimes say, “I’m washing my hair tonight.” Her response gave the impression that turning down his invitation had nothing to do with him.

But even the dumbest guy could figure out that there was something more behind that excuse.

“Too busy” is an easy defence. Everyone knows what busy is all about. We are all busy; life is busy. Everyone I know from the retired guy to the public school kid is busy. I don’t know anyone who talks about having all the time in the world. 

You can’t argue with that excuse. We love to use it; it’s at least partly true.

Have you ever been asked to do or attend something and felt a little cornered to say “yes”? But then you checked your calendar and saw that you already had an appointment on that date. You almost had to control your joy and excitement as you adjusted your face to look disappointed before saying, “Oh, unfortunately I’m busy on that day.”

The “I’m too busy” excuse is one of the great excuses we use for getting out of things we don’t want to do. We use it even for something that’s good for us. 

For instance, the conference I attended this past week was world class. The speakers are always top notch, but this year the numbers were down. 

Instead of an excuse not to attend, people need a good excuse to attend. 

And one of the greatest excuses for attending something that is going to cost you money and cause you to rearrange your schedule is … it breaks your routine. It gets you out of your daily rut; it changes things up. 

And that is good for you. It’s healthy for you. It’s a break from everyday sameness. It adds spice to your life. 

And along with that great excuse is that you learn new things that you benefit from. 

So set up a budget, save up, and sign up for a conference this year to put a little spice in your life. 

It’s a good excuse.

Here’s the thing: The easiest things to do in life are the same things we are doing, even if they are wrong, harmful, or good for us. God longs to bring the best to your life, which will mean breaking from the same thing to do something that’s best. Don’t fall back on your regular excuses. Come up with a good excuse to do what God wants.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What would add some spice to your life that you need a good excuse for? Leave your comments and questions below.

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It Was All Victory Until My Defeat

There are times when you have victory and times when you taste defeat. I experienced both in the same day.

All victory until my defeat

When I was in my teens, every Saturday the ABC television network had a show in the afternoon called “Wide World of Sports”. It was a 90 minute sports update from around the world. 

In the opening credits they showed the extreme variety of what they covered and there was one line that stood out: “The thrill of victory and the agony of defeat.” They showed a ski jumper falling just before the end of the jump ramp. It looked painful.

Anyway, that was my day – the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat … and it happened in two different sports.

Well, not really sports, but I had to stick with the theme of the show. 

In the morning, I preached a sermon and it went well. I felt good about it, others appreciated the message, and I felt I really connected with the congregation. Ultimately, I felt that God was pleased with my talk.

But later in the day, my victory turned to defeat in a whole other area. 

That same day in the afternoon we had Thanksgiving dinner. My wife, Lily, went all out and it was a beautiful and tasty spread. 

But the preparation for that meal started the day before and took several hours. The day of the meal involved even more preparation and more hours to put everything together. 

But it was all worth it – mouth-watering turkey, potatoes, carrots, broccoli in cheese sauce (well, you could keep the broccoli) … oh, and stuffing for those who are into it. 

Apparently, some of the best stuffing you can find of the planet, according to some sources. I’m not a real stuffing guy myself.

Then to finish it off, we had homemade pumpkin pie with real whip cream … more whip cream than pumpkin pie, which really makes it awesome.

It was an incredibly great meal that took hours and hours of hard work to prepare and then was eaten in probably less than a half hour. 

After the meal our guests started to make their way to different places. When it was time to clean up, there were only two people left in the house: Lily and some guy who would be me. 

The kitchen had stacks of dirty dishes and pots and pans. Lily loaded as much into the dishwasher as she could, but it barely made a dent in the piles. 

She then started to make soup and take all the meat off the bird for leftovers. 

I decided to come back to the kitchen when it was dishwashing time. But what I ended up doing was falling asleep watching football on TV.

By the time I woke up, everything was all clean and Lily had spent literally hours cleaning up and putting everything away. 

That’s the moment I felt my skis go out from under me and I came crashing down on the edge of the ski ramp. Ohhhhhh the agony of defeat! 

Lil had received no help at all. … Well, just like in sports, there’s always next year.

Here’s the thing: It can happen so easily and quickly that you have a great victory, followed very closely by a demoralizing defeat. To prevent that, don’t forget God in your victory, how He provided for you, how you need Him. That way you won’t be as tempted to assume your victory was your own doing, allowing Satan to use your pride to plummet you to defeat. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What recent victory do you need to give God the credit for? Leave you comments and questions below.

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When Your Agenda Is Not Your Agenda

Sometimes you don’t have control over your agenda. Circumstances can take precedence, or a boss may place demands on you, but whatever the case, you know when you are not in control of your day.

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This weekend I did a lot of hanging around – it was Thanksgiving weekend here in Canada. We do it earlier than the States, probably because it gets cold earlier. We’re still harvesting in mid October, but by the time the end of November comes around, places like Saskatchewan and Alberta can be deep in snow.

This Thanksgiving we had our family around and that meant just hanging out and carving each other up as we reminisced of years gone by.

I discovered that with all the family here my agenda was not my own. I didn’t get to do what I wanted when I wanted.  

Even writing this blog didn’t happen early in the morning when I like to write. I was out to the stores three times and each time the purpose was primarily for someone else.

It was interesting because it reminded me of about a twenty year stretch of my life.

When Lily and I were married, we waited about four years before we had kids. In that time our agenda was our own. We did what we wanted when we wanted and for how long we wanted to do it.

But from the moment our first child, Karlie, was born things changed. Our agenda each day was not really our own.

It was high-jacked everyday after that, in some form or fashion, by our kids … until our second child, Mike, moved into his own place.

Then, as quickly and miraculously as we had lost control of our daily agenda, we got it back. 

In fact, we’ve had our agenda back for so long that it’s difficult to remember what life was like when we had a couple of pirates controlling the ship for so many years.

Well “matey”, I guess I just rediscovered what it’s like to have Captains Blackbeard and Jack Sparrow battling for control of the details of our day.  

It’s always interesting – never a dull moment – and there is lots of comedy.

But I’m not doing what I might have planned if I was in control of my agenda.

For one thing I would have had my blog post written long ago. I also would have felt free to do the things that were on my list of things to do. 

… But when I think of what is on my to-do list, there are a whole lot of things I don’t really want to do. 

So the high-jacking of my agenda might not have been a bad thing after all. 

Maybe what’s really at stake for me is the feeling of freedom. Freedom is not a real thing because I’m either tied to my list or someone else’s agenda. 

… For some reason, I just feel more free with my list. 

It’s all moot because everything went back to normal on Monday night. I got my agenda back. 

Here’s the thing: We like our freedom so much that we don’t like to give our agenda up for anyone, even God. But your freedom is really an illusion because there is always someone or something in control of your agenda. It comes down to whether you choose to feel free with God’s agenda or someone else’s. Bob Dylan was right when he sang, “You’re gonna have to serve somebody. Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord, but you’re gonna have to serve somebody.” Choose God and choose His freedom.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: Who has control of your agenda? Leave you comments and questions below.