Sail Free, Ditch the Weight

Working hard today? I sure hope not. But everyone’s bound to pull up a little seaweed with their anchor, even while relaxing.

Labor Day was first formed in 1882 to celebrate the economic and social contributions of the American worker.

The key word being contributions.

I am anything but a union supporter, and my politics would just as soon tell you why we should repeal Davis & Bacon, and utterly reject the notion that the Federal Government should tell businesses where they can operate and what labor-sanctioned-products they must endorse.

Talk about being too big for our britches.

But past all the cookouts and fish fries, politicking and debating, the future of our great nation rests not in large government’s ability to mandate and regulate, but in the hands of her people, those willing to “work it.”

To contribute.

And that’s the majority of the people I meet.

It is a sad and frustrating day when the leaders of our nation are mostly attorneys, and have never had to meet a payroll, work a register, stock a shelf, or – as we’re all very aware of – balance a budget.

To all those dads working overtime, moms taking the second job, and teens out interviewing for your first job, today is for you. And I salute you. You’re the ones truly leading the country.

Every other sorry bum that doesn’t have a legit excuse for why they can’t at least click a mouse and learn data-entry on Excel, or handout sales flyers at Sam’s Club, stop squatting on our holiday.

Carrying seaweed is exhausting. ch:

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The Tension of Tomorrow

[Photo by jenniferhopperphoto.com | @jenniferhopper]

Even a cursory reading of the Bible will surface a series of opposing statements; unfortunately, many people choose the shallow assumption that the scriptures are inconsistent, with such contradictory statements as proof.

But to the astute mind, under guidance of the Holy Spirit, perseverance and maturity will find the hidden truths that connect such diametric forces, and in fact tie them together in dynamic tension.

Proverbs 25:2 “It is the glory of God to conceal things, but the glory of kings is to search things out.”

All sailors are taught to read the water for wind. They look for “headers,” “lifters,” “puffs,” and anything to help account for changes in the ship’s course and trimming.

They’re also taught to read weather patterns, including time, speed, and placement of fronts.

Being able to forecast wind and weather by eye and feel can be the difference between winning and losing, and sometimes not even finishing.

As summer draws to a close (and I have a hard time even writing that), I’m looking ahead into some interesting waters, the combined elements of which make them appear rather turbulent, though in and of themselves each is quite exciting: A new baby, Eva starting 1st grade, launching my 16th year as youth pastor, grand opening of a new restaurant, self-publishing a trilogy, and preparations for international traveling this fall.

And that’s just September.

How does one even wrap their head around the future and all it will bring? After all Jesus himself said we should plan for what’s to come:

Luke 14:28 “For which of you, desiring to build a tower, does not first sit down and count the cost, whether he has enough to complete it?”

Yet planning for every facet of a forecast like the one I listed is enough to drive a person mad with anxiety!

The cure for anxiety, however, is as equally forceful as the charge to plan ahead; Jesus speaks to it in the Gospel of Matthew:

Matthew 6:34 “Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.”

So we’re supposed to plan ahead, and we’re not supposed to care about tomorrow?

These are the types of questions I want young Believers to be asking, as it proves they’re reading and trying to digest the Word. Anyone who says the Bible makes perfect sense in their defense of it hasn’t read enough of it; my questions of it only grow.

But so does my confidence in the one who inspired it.

And that’s why I trust his hand on the helm more than I trust my own. If Col. Robert L. Scott could say, “God is my Copilot,” then I can say, “God is my First Mate.”

The tension of tomorrow – as is nearly every other tension proposed in scripture – is tied together, not in a formula or quantitative solution, but in a person.

Yes, wisdom adamantly suggests that I make sound plans in caring for a new infant or launching a new business; and any shrink worth their weight in lima beans would say, “Slow down, enjoy the present, and try not to think ahead too much.” But it’s only the Holy Spirit himself who can order our footsteps in a way that speaks both to the present and the future.

Apart from him, our future-planning can never kiss our present-living.

If you’re a chronic future-planner, when was the last time you took the sails down and set anchor somewhere? And did nothing but sit beside your First Mate?

And if you’re a present-liver only, when was the last time you hoisted the mainsail and started making plans with God, knowing your own ideas are imperfect?

The truth of God-relationship is the only sure cure for knowing when and where to drop anchor, as well as what sail to rig and what course to take. It is God-relationship that ties the tensions of tomorrow together.

The only thing I care knowing more about than the future, and enjoying more than the present, is Jesus. Because without him, both my present and my future are shipwrecked anyway.

It may be my boat, but he owns the waters. ch:

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Bow or Bust

There are people who wave at those embarking on a journey.

There are people who tag along.

And then there are people who sit as far forward as they can. Simply because they are born to.

Move up a seat. ch:

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Friends Are Like Blocks

In sailing, a captain and crew rely heavily on the use of blocks, known to landlubbers as pulleys. The mechanical advantage generated by a block allows an exponentially greater amount of work to be done, especially when sheeting-in (or pulling in) massive sails which can harness enough wind power to pull a multi-ton boat through the water at speed.

Without blocks, a sailor would be holding the full weight of a wind-laden sail in his hands. It would rip his arms off if he didn’t fly off the deck first.

It’s no wonder we were never meant to go through life alone, nor were we designed to work alone. Chose your friends carefully; they’re the best blocks you’ll ever have. ch:

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Boats, boats, boats!

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I’ve spent the week down here in Annapolis, MD, and my, what a week it’s been! Racing sail boats, touring the UK Sailmakers sail loft, and trecking across the historic United States Naval Academy. My poor iPhone has had quite the work out (and still going strong). One of the trip’s highlights was pulling my great-grandafther’s file at the Naval Academy, Commander Charles Talley Blackburn, commanding officer of the USS Beale, and awarded the Navy Cross by the President for getting the first German U-Boat to surrender during WWI. It was quite moving to touch his signature on many of the documents they had on file. The photo above is from the Naval Academy’s historic shipyard model collection. Bon voyage! ch:

Waves thank you and see you soon

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For all those who came out to hear Jenny and me for Break The Chains in Syracuse this past Saturday, thank you. For those that missed it, this is a momento that Judah and I took from back-stage left during Derek Webb’s set. It was an honor to meet him, open for him, and even introduce him. But cooler still was seeing him stay late and intereact with every single person that wanted some of his time; he gave it freely. I apprecite that about him.

In the mean time, I’m off to visit one of my best buds from high school and do some sailing in Annapolis, MD. Can’t wait to get out on the water and unwind. Saturday, Jenny and I shoot a wedding, and Sunday morning we lead worship at New Life as we host Ted and Gayle Haggard. I’m so stoked to meet them, and honored to hear their testimonies in person.

For live updates on my sailing expiditions this week, follow me on Twitter. See you next week! ch: