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January 21, 2013, 10:07 AM

Foundationally Speaking....

Good Day Reader.  

I have a long commute to work.  It takes me from my front door, on to the little sidewalk outside the front door, across the parking lot, onto the smaller sidewalk/entry at the church, through the East entrance of the Church, Up the stairs, down the hallway, around the corner, then through the main office and into my office.  Whew!  I'm worn out just typing all that!!!  I know, I know, its not a long commute.  In fact, I'm pretty sure it doesnt count as a 'commute' at all, more of a jaunt or hop-skip-and-a-jump.  BUT, no matter how long or short my commute is, I've got something I want to share about it.  

On EVERY trip to and from the house to the church I have gotten myself into a habit.  I look out the North windows on the hallway at the steeple on the Baptist Church across the street.  There's nothing very unusual about it, its tall and has a cross on the top.  What drew my eye first to this particular steeple, other than the need to occupy myself on the tedious trip from office to home, was the presence of a Red-Tailed Hawk that perched on the cross one afternoon.  

Its the perfect perch for a bird of prey, as it allows him a 360 degree view of the fields, lots, and hedgelines in this immediate area.  I imagine he has seen many a rodent scurry about to their doom from up there.  (thats as morbid as we get, dont worry).  Well, when I first saw the hawk perched on the cross I stopped and stared for a while.  I actually wondered if I had missed its placement up there and thought it might be a fake in order to keep pidgeons and other nuisances off of the roof of the church.  But he moved!  I found myself staring at the immobile bird, sitting on a cross, on top of a steeple for a good five minutes.  

Well, the Hawk (one time there were two on there, but I havent seen that happen again) is only there in the late afternoon, and not everyday...  But I still find myself looking up at the steeple.  Morning, evening, afternoon.  I caught myself doing so a couple weeks back and wondered why I was looking when I knew the hawk wasnt going to be there.  As my steps faltered and I had to catch myself.  I wasnt really looking for the hawk... there was something better that caught my eye:  the cross.  I realized I wasnt so much hoping to see a bird, what I was really looking for was the comfort of the cross.  

The comfort of the cross.  The foundation of my character, my career, my being.  It is the imagery of the cross that draws my eyes Northward every commute.  It is what I have built all my hopes on.  Yes, its a tool of torture and was the scene of the brutal murder of an innocent man.  But the comfort of the cross comes from the message my God sends me every time I see one:  "I really, really love you." Without that promise, without that image, without that sacrifice......things are dreary, hopeless, and all together lost.  There is no foundation that can stand the test of time like the Cross, and what it represents.  

Where do you have your footings set?  On what does your life settle?  Its obvious that many of us have our foundations set on earthly values, earthly priorities, and earthly pursuits.  I dont think I need to remind you that those things are failing, fleeting, and temporary.  Look at the opposition and attacks the Cross has endured!  Yet it stands, unchanged in its message.  

Find a cross somewhere you walk or drive by every day.  Find a cross that can remind you of God's dedication to you, your life, and most importantly your eternal life.  He likes you, he loves you, and he wants to meet you in heaven with high fives, fist bumps, and hugs.  



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