Falling off the radar.....

By myself down at the point, a place on camp where the sandy soil turns to rocks, and the rocks reach a good ways out into the Kezar Lake finally coming to a point before slowly submerging and finally disappearing under water. This is where I was, alone. Camp fire had started, but something inside me pulled me away from it, away from the excitement, music, comedy and noise. I was alone, as far as no people being around me was concerned. Silent, reflecting on the past weeks, marveling at God's work in the lives of the campers and also in my own life. It's past sunset already, and except for the occasional passing boat creating a wake, Kezar is still and quiet. The small waves lapped against the lakes edge, such a soothing sound to me. Then almost as if someone flipped a switch, out came the annoying bugs of the night, whining in my ears, mosquitoes trying their best to treat themselves to my blood.

Standing up I walked back to the Crows Nest, "Mike's fortress of Solitude" as lot of guys on camp had named it. There were no lights on when I went up, so I laid back in the old beat up chair in front of my desk, propped my feet up, and the thoughts began to flow again. However this time, I thought through them as I spoke them out loud in prayer to God. As we talked, I realized that this is what had pulled me away from campfire. God wanted to spend some time alone with me. That just made me want to be there all the more with Him. Sitting there in the dark, I'd fallen off the radar for awhile, and it was a good thing. I don't do it enough. In the business of ministry it's something I have to literally fight for. I'm bad at letting God's work replace God at times, but He is teaching me.

The lights on my laptop blink on and off showing their activity, no sounds, except my voice as I talk to God, and the fan in the window quietly humming. These are the times I love. Apparently though my desires for God are still pitifully weak seeing as He has to draw me so often, rather then me just wanting Him enough to remember to pursue Him all the time. So part of my prayer is that He will instill in me an awe factor that will not die. Then I realize He already has. The gospel!

Mike