After a fabulous time in Michigan with the family, it’s off to the races again. I started out Saturday night from SouthBend taking a short flight to Chicago to spend the night with my brother, Lars. It’s always great to make the most of the time we have even though it’s short. Sunday morning, I nearly missed the flight from O’Hare to Colorado Springs connecting with my long-time friend, Donavan. You’d think I would have the flying thing down, but security lines in Chicago are sometimes horrendous. Don and I jumped in his Dad’s Sensna 170 and flew up to
Ft. Collins and back. It was awesome connecting with his folks for a coffee. Monday afternoon, I was deposited back at the airport aimed toward Phoenix via Denver.
Here in Arizona, my good friend, Rob and I have been talking about working with YWAM in Cambodia and praying into that a little. We’re staying in his Mom’s beautiful house and I had the chance to meet some of his family as well.
Among other things, we talk about all the travel and being effective witnesses for the gospel no matter the circumstances. As Christians, do we check out and then check back in? Do we have to get geared up to give or is it ok if we are interrupted? What’s the difference between sleeping under a mosquito net in Uganda without power or running water and being here at a beautiful
house in a retirement community for a couple days? It’s a life of extremes for sure, but are we to live differently depending on where we are?
The answer, to me, is no. I try to look at every day the same. It doesn’t matter where I wake up or where I go next. I want God to be building his kingdom through me either way.