I woke up at 4:00 this morning to the sound of the strongest wind I have ever heard.
Previously, I had been through a devastating storm in Alma, MI, where trees were blown down all over town. I sat with a friend near the bay window in my upstairs bedroom and watched the storm. It wasn't anything compared to this despite the fact that it devastated the town. Power was out for over seven days. The whole experience was rather neat.
But the wind this morning was much stronger than it was then, or at least it sounded that way. I got out of bed, went over to the window, and the sound of the wind increased to a great and overwhelming roar. I declared, "Lindsay, let's get the kids to the basement." This was our first basement experience in our marriage. We ran into the kids room. I grabbed Isaac. She grabbed Eli. We ran with our kids down the stairs and into the basement. The noise died down in about two minutes and we were left with what seems to be a typical severe thunderstorm. We went back upstairs. I turned on the television. All they said is that there was a severe thunderstorm warning. We put the kids back to bed. They went down surprisingly well. Then, we went to bed. I couldn't fall asleep.
Eventually I gave up on struggling with sleep. I got out of bed, came downstairs, turned on the radio to WOWO to listen to the weather while I played games. Coast to Coast AM was on. The first segment I heard was a segment on Energy Vampires. An interesting concept. I have no idea on whether it is true. This was followed by the segment I am going to talk about, which was followed by a segment with a psychiatrist who can induce people with the ability to talk to the dead, which might be true but I don't think it is something Christians should dabble in. Weird stuff.
But the segment that caused me to stop playing games had Terry Esau, the writer of the book Surprise Me: A 30-Day Faith Experiment
, on. He was justifiably uncomfortable sharing what he had to share after a segment on Energy Vampires.I'm sure you have heard the story of Kyle Lake, a pastor in Waco, TX, who was electrocuted last Sunday during a baptismal service. Like normal, the media didn't really share the whole story. I found it rather thought-provoking. I still don't know what to think of it.
Last Sunday the church was launching a big "Surpise Me" event. They had big "Surprise Me" banners hung up. They were going to join as a church praying "surprise me today" to God every morning. Then they would write down in the evening every way that they were surprised by God. Terry Esau was at the church to give a guest presentation to help launch the event. He actually thought that Kyle Lake, who was a leader in the emerging church movement, was just doing a skit to kick off the "Surprise Me" event. But then reality sunk in. Terry realized that what he was watching wasn't any skit but was a church watching their pastor die in front of their eyes. Tragic. Sad. Surprising?
The church still launched the "Surprise Me" event. Terry volunteered to not give the presentation, but the leaders of the church said that it seemed that God had lined things up for this event to be started in such circumstances. They said that there were too many coincidences that caused this event to be planned at this time.
I have no conclusions on whether God electrocuted Kyle Lake or not. Could he? Of course. Would he? Of course. Did he? He's not telling me. It might not be a fun thing to talk about, but I'm sure any devout Christian would be comfortable in dying a death that resulted in God being glorified. Whether God caused it or not, I pray that He will be glorified through this event.
Anyway, I have an uneasy sense of expectation today. Maybe it won't amount to anything. I guess we have to be careful in choosing what church to visit today. Please pray that we would find a church home.
Watch out for potholes.
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I also found this blog from a member of the church. I found the conclusion to Kyle Lake's last sermon very interesting. She posted it there.
Live. And Live Well.BREATHE. Breathe in and Breathe deeply. Be PRESENT. Do not be past. Do not be future. Be now.On a crystal clear, breezy 70 degree day, roll down the windows and FEEL the wind against your skin. Feel the warmth of the sun.If you run, then allow those first few breaths on a cool Autumn day to FREEZE your lungs and do not just be alarmed, be ALIVE.Get knee-deep in a noveland LOSE track of time.If you bike, pedal HARD… and if you crash then crash well.Feel the SATISFACTION of a job well done—a paper well-written, a project thoroughly completed, a play well-performed.If you must wipe the snot from your 3-year old’s nose, don’t be disgusted if the Kleenex didn’t catch it all… because soon he’ll be wiping his own. If you’ve recently experienced loss, then GRIEVE. And Grieve well. At the table with friends and family, LAUGH. If you’re eating and laughing at the same time, then might as well laugh until you puke. And if you eat, then SMELL. The aromas are not impediments to your day. Steak on the grill, coffee beans freshly ground, cookies in the oven. And TASTE. Taste every ounce of flavor. Taste every ounce of friendship. Taste every ounce of Life. Because-it-is-most-definitely-a-Gift.
