Thinking of "Joe"

"Joe" was one of my best friends (I'm using a pseudo-name for privacy). I say "was" because our relationship is not what it used to be.

I met "Joe" my freshman year at college, and we immediately connected on many levels. Sports. Love of the outdoors. Politics. Zest for education and broadening our horizons. Living life for all its worth. Leadership. Cigars. And especially, Christ.

"Joe" introduced me to Rich Mullins - the first Christian musician who truly impressed me. He challenged me to pour myself into my daily quiet times. He reminded me a lot of King David - a warrior poet, a true renaissance man. He was a major player in my spiritual growth and development. Iron sharpened iron.

I don't know when or where or how it happened. Maybe it was from his overbearing father's unmet expectations. Maybe it was on his 100-day-trek across Europe the summer after he graduated from undergrad. Or maybe during the other trips he took to other countries. All I know is somewhere, somehow "Joe" lost his faith. Somehow his view of Christ as Savior, Redeemer, and Lord became blurred and compromised and "narrow-minded." Silver tarnished. Iron rusted and became brittle.

Our last conversation (via email) ended like this:

I respect you and your faith. All I ask is that you respect my new outlook on life. Please respect that I have put a lot of thought into this decision. If you want to continue our relationship, please keep your thoughts about Jesus to yourself. You can not change my mind. "Joe"

Today I fasted from sunrise to sunset. Mainly to prepare and to reflect upon Easter. As I did so, I was reminded that Easter is a celebration of Resurrection. Despair gave way to Hope. Gloom took a backseat to Joy. Death exited. Life triumphantly took center stage. And I prayed for "Joe" that this Easter would be the Resurrection of his faith in Christ.

May He truly become ALIVE in YOU this weekend!

I'm not Superman...but I wish I was!

I love the comic Calvin & Hobbes. Check out this one. I can totally relate and here's why - there was a day, when I was a kid, that I believed I could fly. Just like Superman, up, up, and away! In fact, you could say that I had an unflinching faith in my flying capabilities.

What did I do about it? Like James says, faith without actions is dead, right? So at the tender age of 5-years-old I took a leap of faith. Literally. Off the very tip-top peak of my house. One broken leg-second-later (can you say ouch?) I realized one very important lesson - misplaced faith, although genuine, can be harmful.

I define "misplaced faith" as a belief in something that isn't absolutely true nor based upon an absolute truth. I believed I could fly. The truth of gravity didn't care. No matter how hard or how much I believed - I could not change the absolute truth of gravity. Absolute truth is true for all people for all times.

This week I want to focus on some absolute truths. I hope you all will join in the discussions.

What are some absolute truths you've learned the hard way?