This strange time of isolation is surprisingly one of the loudest seasons I have ever experienced. The TV features a different “breaking news” story every few minutes that seems even more urgent than the last.
This is an unprecedented time in which to lead any kind of organization – church, ministry, business, school, government. That much is obvious.
The helicopter crash that killed Kobe Bryant, his daughter, and 7 others had many tragic storylines. One that struck me is that the helicopter had almost risen above the clouds before it began its fateful descent.
Have you ever ridden Disney’s iconic Space Mountain roller coaster? If so, you know that other roller coasters have more thrill features – bigger drops, loops, etc. But that doesn’t mean Space Mountain lacks intensity.
Not long ago, I wrote about hearing the quiet whisper of God’s voice while walking along the beach and watching the sun rise. It happened again a few weeks later. This time, rather than strolling on a beach, I was hurrying to the airport for another hectic day. Driving east on the busy freeway, I saw the sun begin to creep over the horizon in a beautiful ball of fire. And it seemed like God said, “Just savor the moment.”
Two of my first cars had manual transmission, and I still enjoy driving a stick shift. But if you ask why I enjoy it, I can’t give a good answer other than “it’s fun.” In truth, it doesn’t make sense. An automatic transmission is less work and doesn’t require that I pay attention to the high pitch whine of an engine that is ready for the next gear. Automatics are easier to drive in stop-and-go traffic or when you’re stopped on a hill. My preference isn’t rational, but that doesn’t change my mind.