Right Thing. Wrong Place, Wrong Time.


It was a few years ago when I first saw a this picture. It is a single frame from a video of an ordinary baseball game. The focal points are the pitcher, the batter and the bird. Yes, the bird. The explosion of white that could be misconstrued as a puff of smoke is actually, or was actually, a bird. Talk about being in the wrong place at the wrong time. What’s interesting here is the bird is both the “victim” and the one “at fault”.

As bad as we may feel for the bird the truth is everyone was doing what they were supposed to be doing where and when they were supposed to be doing it, except the bird. The batter was in the batter’s box batting, the pitcher was on the pitcher’s mound pitching and the bird was in the air flying… albeit far too low.

Life is like that for us at times. Being where we are supposed to be, doing what we are called to do can be difficult to discern if we don’t stay in close contact with the God who called us. And, by the way, being called doesn’t mean we won’t meet tough times but know that it is far better to be walking in God’s Will than flying outside of it.

There are quite a few baseball teams named after birds but birds weren’t created to play baseball and they certainly weren’t built to withstand the impact of a 90 mph fastball. Yes, the bird was doing what it was created to do but it wasn’t doing it where it was supposed to be doing it!

Sometimes we know what we are called to do but outside forces lure us off course and we become disconnected from God who has called us. When that happens we do one of two things: 1) find ourselves acting out of season or 2) like the bird in the picture, find ourselves out of position.

There is nothing worse than knowing what you are called to do and not being where God needs you to be when you are supposed to be there. The consequence/s can be devastating. Stay in tune. Stay in touch. Choose to be blessed!

Come Thirsty, My Friends!


Whether we are drinkers or not, most of us have seen the commercial for the beer where the actor ends each spot with the tag line, “Stay thirsty my friends.” Well, I was thirsty. So, while trying to do right by my body and drink more water, I filled up my water bottle with some cold H2O. At times I take quick sips while others require long gulps; today is already a long gulp kind of day. I could contain the water in the bottle and direct into my mouth and as the water gathered in the back of my throat I swallowed. That was the limit of my control.

I could feel the water parting, coursing through both the left and right sides of my body. I didn’t know where the water was going or what it was doing. I couldn’t tell the water to go to my heart or parcel out equal percentages to my liver, kidneys or other organs. The water went where it was supposed to go and did what it was supposed to do.

When I had finished drinking and the water had finished its travel through my body … responding to where it needed to go … a message was sent to my brain that my thirst had been quenched. I could continue on.

There is something else that moves like water … a living water … that seeks its own level … can’t be directed … but wherever it goes is exactly where it is needed and try as we might, just like water, we can’t live without it – the power of God’s Holy Spirit.

Whether you are going through the difficulty of trying times or the exuberance that accompanies the best of times … you will get thirsty and you will need to be refreshed. Take the time. Drink it in. Choose to be blessed.