After nine solid hours of roller coasters and carousels and scramblers and monsters and who-knows-what-else-kind-of-motion-madness, I can make NO promises that this post and the thoughts and ideas contained herein won’t come out screwy and scrambled.
But rather than take the day off from blogging (like a rational person), I’m going to just start typing and see what happens.
And try not to close my eyes, or I’m right back on the Vortex. (Oh that’s right. I never mentioned we were at King’s Island all day today. One last–and first–summer hurrah before school starts Wednesday.)
Okay, so Crazy Love. Have you read it? I almost hate to mention it since some of you reading Radical with us have not read a book all the way through since, oh, first grade. I don’t want you to freeze up on me if I start throwing out other book titles. Focus, focus.
But I find it a bit “coincidental” if you will, that Crazy Love (Francis Chan is the author) keeps coming up. In conversation, e-mails, blog comments. People talking about Radical and then mentioning Crazy Love. Seriously, it has happened a bunch of times in the past week.
I read Crazy Love back in January, on an airplane on my way to Houston where I had the most crazy-amazing weekend with some dear, sweet women. And I’ve been meaning to re-read it ever since.
So I opened it up last night, red pen in hand (I marked it all up in purple last time). On the first page I had written 1.21.10–en route from Dayton to Charlotte. So this time I wrote 8.22.10–en route from comfortable to radical. So I’m reading and marking and looking up verses and TOTALLY stopping every 20 seconds to praise God for speaking to me LIKE NUTS. At one point, I wrote this book + radical = AWESOME.
On page 20, Chan talks about how God began to change his heart. This took place largely during the times I spent reading His Word. The conviction I felt through the teachings of Scripture, coupled with several experiences in third-world countries, changed everything. Some serious paradigm shattering happened in my life.
Back in January? In the margin? I wrote, I want to go to Cambodia.
All glory to God.
And then there’s the part where he starts talking about BUGS (I know!) and how they “echo the truth that God is glorious.” And I realize it’s just bugs, but if you could read all the e-mails and the facebook messages and hear the “coincidences” and the provision and the miracles and see how women’s HUSBANDS want to read Radical too (even after they’ve heard rumors that you’ll want to move to Africa after you read it!), then man alive.
You might think God is ready to move.
Or rather, that we are finally ready to join his movement. And I’m not talking movement as in cult, phase, trend, blah, blah, blah. I’m talking about the God of the universe and his true and holy Word and his plan for his people and all of creation and how, as Francis Chan puts it, God is not “some benevolent Being who is satisfied when people manage to fit Him into their lives in some small way,” but that “Jesus commands everything from his followers.”
Oh my. I totally didn’t mean to start preaching. It’s the tilt-o-whirl talking. (or perhaps the Holy Spirit?)
My point? God is up to something. And I, for one, am thrilled to be a part of it. And I would LOVE for a few of you to share your stories of how he “convinced” you to read Radical, because so many of you have shared them with me, and they are POWERFUL.
It is NOT too late to join in, and we still have several books available for scholarship. I’m praying several more of you take advantage of that TODAY. Just click here and tell me you’d love to read it if you only had a way to get a book.
Hope your Tuesday is just CRAZY in the best sort of way!