Building Castles

After an amazing weekend of seeing God move through the lives of the next generation of activists, preachers, missionaries, and the likes, I had an opportunity to pause and spend a quiet afternoon with my first born.

It was just as spiritually uplifting as my weekend encounter with the God of creation.

In the brisk grips of the Monday breeze, the boy and I planted our butts on the cold concrete and fashioned ourselves a protective fort, shielding us from an infinite amount of imaginary predators. Don’t ask what we came up with, but just know that all the preying forces our world has introduce us to pale in comparison to what we conjured up.

It was fun. It was childish. It was a blessing.

To make an already joyous moment more delightful, other than the brief moment to take the above picture, I ignored all calls, all urges to answer and check emails, and all temptations to peruse the latest Facebook updates from my cyber community.

That moment was precious, yet, in the same breath, that moment was rare. In a time of schedules and over/unnecessary busyness, we pass up many moments of pure authenticity. We pass up opportunities to enjoy God’s beautiful creations. Sadly, we sometimes pass up opportunities to be loving parents (for those of us in this realm).

How about you? What rare moments of peace have you experience lately?

Let’s talk.


3 thoughts on “Building Castles

  1. I consider myself lucky. As a current seminarian, I was warned of the pitfall of making Jesus and God my subject in which I will attempt to “figure out” or “solve”. And I am finding that I experience the opposite. As I have engulfed myself in books about the context of the Gospels or studied different phrases of “what Jesus actually said”, I have found myself raptured by the story and love of God.

    It is almost surreal because I know not everyone gets to this point, if ever. That is why I consider myself lucky. These are the moments that I cherish (among many others)- when I find myself in the middle of understanding God’s story, I am understanding who I am in that story and who God has created me to be. #BEAUTY

  2. Great thoughts Stephen. Is it a wonder, though, how Twitter has brainwashed us into hashtagging everything, even though we’re not on Twitter.

    I love that great reminder that our story is possible because of His story. We get to be role players in the greatest novel, movie, script, short story ever told.

  3. Howdy Derrick,
    I feel as if I am still in that realm of peace where God is saying “Be still and know I am God,” but in two ways:
    First, have you ever gone fishing? Sometimes you need to stop and listen to nature for what it’s trying to tell you where the fish is “hitting the water.” I do a lot of bank and kayak fishing here and I’ve experience some great moments of peace. When I go, I don’t bring any music, cell phones, or any other devices that tags me to the busy world. Listening to the swaying breeze through the trees and watching the still waters fade to a small ripple effect reminds me to let time take its course; but for the mean time, enjoy what’s around me. I never really looked at fishing as a way to connect to anything until now…

    And second, being away from home is depressing at times, but it’s good. Augusta is such a slow paced environment where as Los Angeles is like the city that never sleeps. I’m glad to be here because in my busy times of being at home, I often forget that there are ample opportunities throughout the day to take a moment to “breathe.” Yet, I do have busy days with subordinates and leaders that makes me want to pull my hair out. Even then, I’ve experienced that in times like that, you have to look beyond what you see going on around you and remember God is in control of it all.

    In the end, the greater knowledge into it all is with practice makes perfect. With these moments of peace I get to experience, I look forward to any moment of breaking away to “quiet time.”

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