Flying doesn’t make me anxious, but not knowing where I am going once I get there sure does. Most of the time when I fly somewhere, I am certain to meet someone on my arrival to pick me up and take me to my destination. Most of my flying experiences are to see friends and family, or traveling with my spouse. This time I was flying by myself, and arriving to an unfamiliar city, a day early for the event, and I had to navigate my own way to the hotel. The challenge was that the hotel did not offer a shuttle service, so I had to find my way to ground transportation take a taxi.
I’ve taken a taxi before, but I can’t say I’ve ever done it alone. Once I found my bag at baggage claim in a somewhat crowded area, I started looking for signs. Most airports are great at signage, and this one was as well…but the trick with signage, is you sorta need to know what you may be looking for to understand the signs. I just kept walking and eventually found where I could catch a cab. All was well, and my anxiousness was eased, as a very nice cabdriver saw to it to take my bag and help me on my way.
Not all of us are adventurous, especially when going it alone. If I were traveling with a companion, my anxiousness would have never reared its ugly head. Which leads me to the point I want to make.
In this life of faith, we are never alone. We may sometimes believe we are alone, but we aren’t. Many times we try and go it alone, and we soon learn that going it alone brings a lot of challenges that we could have avoided if we had just asked for help. God assures us that we are never alone…it just requires that we believe it and trust God to be there.
There is a great affirmation of faith that we sometimes use in the church. Here are some excerpts, the parts I tend to remember when I need a graceful reminder:
We are not alone…we live in God’s world
We believe in God…we trust in God
We are called to be the church…to celebrate God’s presence…to love and serve others
In life, in death, in life beyond death…God is with us…we are not alone
Thanks be to God.
One of my mentors has taken on a new exercise routine, and was recently talking about how his trainer was teaching him to breathe. I, too, have had to learn the value of breath when I’m exercising. I can remember back in the day when I wanted to start running and the hardest part of running was to gain control of breathing. It was my brother who taught me that you should inhale through your nose and exhale through your mouth. If we breathe through our mouth while exercising, we tend to work much harder and find ourselves in that “trying to catch your breath” place. The more we exercise the more we learn that our breathing is crucial to the whole process.
We can also find ourselves needing to just breathe when life seems busy and chaotic. I have a couple friends that tell me many times to “just breathe”. It’s a statement that carries way more meaning than just physically breathing….it reminds us to stop, look and listen and to breathe in that high-quality oxygen that fills us and and when we do things can somehow change dramatically. In the few short seconds that it takes to inhale and exhale we create enough space to re-orient us in how we might respond or act in those times when we seem to be out of breathe.
One of my all-time favorite praise and worship songs is “This Is the Air I Breathe”. The composer writes; this is the air I breathe, your holy presence living in me, I’m desperate for you, I’m lost without you. These words speak to how one cannot live without God’s presence in our life, that God is the very breathe we take to live and survive in this life. There are so many references to breath in scripture that connects us to God. We read how God’s Spirit is described as a breathe that breathes on us to assure us of God’s presence, God’s sustaining love and grace, a breath that gives us life.
Psalm 150 encourages us to praise God in all that we do, wherever we are…and it’s the last verse of the passage that captures the essence of our need to breathe;
Let everything that breathes praise the Lord! Praise the Lord !
If we can learn to breathe it seems that so much of our day-to-day living takes on so much more clarity and meaning. Whether it be learning to breathe as we exercise our body, or taking the space to breathe deep when faced with a challenge…or simply breathing in the air we are given each day. This air we breathe connects us to something far greater…its life-giving…it sustains us and creates in us a holy space where our breath is God’s breath living in us. When we can visualize this while breathing, it seems to make each breath more purposeful, have more meaning, and equips us to be God’s blessing to others in this world. Just breathe!
This Sunday is a special day in the life of the church…It’s Pentecost Sunday! On this day we remember when Peter preached a powerful sermon that brought the power of the Holy Spirit to fall upon the people and dwell within them. If you read the book of Acts you will discover this powerful beginning of the 1st Century Church.
One of the main themes in Acts 2 is about people gathering together. In gathering together they begin to experience the power and purpose of the Holy Spirit, and how it truly does bind us together. Many may find a conversation about the Holy Spirit rather elusive, but it really is the glue which holds faithful followers of Jesus Christ together.
Several years ago, John and I decided to participate in a dinner group program at the church we served at the time. It was a random selection of who would be together, and for us it was a great way to get to know some folks. There would be 4 couples, and we would rotate each month to one another’s homes for dinner. The very first time we gathered with the other 3 couples, we knew we had found something special. John and I were the youngest in the group, but that didn’t matter because we fell in love with each of them. Once we had rotated around to each others homes…we just kept rotating. For nearly 5 years, we met monthly for dinner.
Over the course of those 5 years, we shared in so many things. The birth of 2 babies (mine), struggles with teenagers, job changes, death of family, challenges at work, celebrations of birthdays and anniversaries, wedding vow renewals, parties, road-trips…you name it, we found reasons to get together.
These dear friends encouraged us, mentored us, modeled marriage and family for us, loved us, laughter with us…and even helped us move! We shared so much of life together. We worshipped together, prayed together, and served together.
Acts 2 talks about how when the community of believers devoted themselves to the teachings of Jesus, to the community, to sharing meals and their prayers. That all the believers were united and shared everything. They used their resources to meet the needs of others, worshipped together, ate together in their homes…and shared food with gladness and simplicity…they praised God and showed goodness to everyone. That’s the Church!
For me I gained a huge insight to “church” over those 5 years that we shared with our dinner group. Those 5 years became more than just about having dinner together…it became about being in community with each other…sharing life and love in all we said and did.
So I celebrate my friends…who are still a part of my tribe! I celebrate each of you…for expanding my circle of community where we pray together, serve together, share meals together…and most of all share a love that binds us together…a tie that binds and is never broken.