One lovely thing and one disturbing.
Got back from kayaking yesterday. With referals to my previous post on kayaking (aug 2007), the floating makes me think of grace. Only this time, I was overwhelmed by the sense of Jesus being my strength and guide. Sitting in the doubble kayak, feeling the strength and steering of the kayaker behind me, I felt I could go on forever. For I did not need to rely on my own strength. The notion that someone else’s strength would suffice made all the difference and made my strength come forth and put into use with gladness. I was physically reminded of the presence of Jesus in a very concrete way. Now as I am back, I keep bringing that sense of God’s strength and steering back to mind and body, and the notion makes me relax. He is good. Thank you to my kayak buddy for enabling me to have this experience, and to the one who gave me her seat.
My big sis refers to doubble kayaking as a well-functioning marriage, with the woman deciding the pace and the husband steering. I loved that parable too, and kayaking away I could feel what she meant. Perhaps she’ll write something about that as she dances on the keyboard…
I have met a fascinating man who really disturbs me. His name is Shane Claiborne and he talks about descipleship and really living the life of a Christian. As I read his book and as he shares his life and frustration and love and fun, I know I can only end up doing either of two things: 1) Ignore him, and Jesus, or, 2) pour out my life and begin to live – to lose myself compleatly and possibly win Life.
Pic: LK. Alternative ways of keeping dry.
