"Imagine for a moment if we lived like this: each putting our hands to the specific work God has given us to do, not envious of our neighbour's portion or assignment, not longing for something more glamorous, but intent on making our specific work for the Gospel strong and beautiful."
During the America's Cup we had the opportunity to watch a couple of the races and travel under sail ourselves. Or, we tried at least. The racing ended up getting cancelled so our excursion became a quiet afternoon on the water instead.
Today we're throwing it back a decade or so to one of my teenage self's favourite tracks. I was often frustrated by the common desire to maintain the status quo and take the easy road through life. If we aren't living under a rock then chances are there are people all around us looking for a reason to believe. I know I have been the somebody who needed a reason to believe at times. Love did indeed come to show us the way, two thousand years ago. Are we following that way? Will we rise up and keep our light burning brightly? Will we be the reason somebody needs to believe? Will we help the lost get found?
