Today I find myself reading two books with the word, “Forgotten” in their respective titles. One of them focusing on, “The Forgotten Ways” and the other focusing on the “Forgotten God.” As I read through the both of these books in my somewhat traditional manner of reading more than too many books at one time I cannot help but ponder the fact that we have forgotten so much. Not only have we forgotten the ways of the missional church as Alan Hirsch rights in his book or how we have forgotten about the role of the Holy Spirit in Francis Chan’s book but there is more. There needs to be a rekindling of our since of adventure as we explore and unpack God’s plan for our lives. We know He has plans to prosper us, but what does that look like? Are we living our lives with our hands cupped anticipating a blessing but with our eyes clinched tightly as to not see the adventure and fellow adventurers before us?
A few weeks ago I headed of on an adventure to cross the Okefenokee Swamp in Georgia with friends, alumni, bus, and a few alligators. The adventure, I prayed, would be one that would do more than warm the back of my neck with sun, but would fan the flame of passion I have for adventure in Christ. And boy did it ever ignite and fan a flame of passion unlike anything I had experienced prior. Paul set out through much more treacherous waters than I and he never hesitated and always delighted in God’s mission. Our mission is to thrive in this adventure that is called life and not to merely survive from day to day. My prayer for each of us is that we have not forgotten our way and that we have not forgotten our God. May you be blessed beyond all happiness as we adventure together.
