What
moments do you consider pivotal? Significant?
Births?
Deaths? Marriages? Moves? Job changes? In less than a week there have been
three deaths, one wedding, and one birth all within my church family. Some
expected. Some expected not quite yet.
People
have been breaking out into Elton John’s “Circle of Life” from The Lion King.
What,
you don’t break out into song in the course of your daily life??? Get with the
program. Listen to some show tunes.
Some
moments aren’t so obviously pivotal until you’ve traveled down the road a
piece.
Like that
time I was having a bad day and asked for one of the severance packages being
handed out. My wish wasn’t granted for another year “because I was too awesome”.
Okay, thanks?
Good
things happened, though. Over lunch with my former coworkers a year or two
later I was asked if – like everyone else who had moved on – leaving was the
best decision I ever made.
Yeah,
it was. But I had no idea what I was doing at the time.
Pivotal moment … separating the children at the lunch table … one on the left … |
… and one on the right. Maybe just a genius moment. |
That’s
fairly typical of some of my more pivotal moments … I had no idea what I was
doing at the time. Modern conventional thinking says you shouldn’t admit that
you have no idea what you’re doing.
Whatever.
God
knows.
Almost
three years ago I went to see a movie I’d been talking up to all my friends.
About a musician I liked. You wouldn’t think going to see a movie was pivotal.
A fun MLK day excursion for entertainment with sister and a friend, lunch with
the boy, and cream puffs in German Village. No big deal. Come to think of it,
one of the gentlemen from the church hosting the screening introduced himself
and asked what church we were from. “Oh, I was just there,” he said. That
would be for a funeral. I was there, too.
But
God. He was just getting started.
A few
months later the movie peeps announced retreats they were holding that fall. I
signed up and I showed up. I could use a vacay. A retreat. A respite. The
mountains of Pennsylvania sound lovely in October.
But
God.
Ha.
Fast
forward a few months. I somehow turned into a Mitch McVicker groupie. I met
Mitch at the fall retreat. 2015 included a concert (the same day as a wedding,
maybe not so coincidentally) … a concert hosted by my church … and a concert
requiring a road trip back to sacred ground in Pennsylvania.
And I
somehow turned into a production assistant, promoter / booking agent, occasional
public speaker, and whatever miscellaneous roles are required at a film
company. Now a nonprofit film company. A nonprofit film company that, as I
like to tell those who would receive the message well, “thus far makes PG13
Christian movies”. That got attention over dinner the other night.
Pivotal moment ... I chose the veggie delight on the basis of “very tasty sauce” and also … |
… ugh, ewww, ick …“thick yellow sauce” does not sound good. |
The fortune was life-changing, however. |
Okay, I’m
predicting the next movie will be PG. And we’re about more than just the feature
films, although the ministry kind of grew out of the feature films. (But God.)
You can read more about the mission here.
Many
more months down the road … my head is spinning a bit. I’m prepping for another
Mitch concert. (I need roadies! Get with me.) I’m prepping for Ragamuffin Camp,
which may involve a little more than just packing my bag. And I’m
brainstorming, praying, and researching nonprofit fundraising and development,
biblical models of those, and yeah, I’m learning. Totally by the grace of
God I’ve networked into some great resources.
Oh! And that movie I helped make – Brennan – just came out on DVD!
Nothing
much going on here.
I’m
sure more pivotal moments are right around the corner. Maybe I won’t be so
surprised by them this time.
But
God.
Moon over Kaiser. |
Keep looking up. |
For more Pivotal Moments … see Sue Bowles at
bebold7.wordpress.com and Leisa Herren at life4inga.blogspot.com.
The life you chose
There's never a list
for it
Of cons and pros
You find what you
love
And you commit
And you're looking so
far down
The road so well
That you could forget
your crown
Isn't just somewhere
else
You get bumped and
bruised
And worse
For choosing the road
Less traveled
You know the reward
is rich
If you persist
through
The darkest battles
Open your eyes
Your prize is right
Before you somehow
Whatever you do
Just don't miss now
You're on a bus
Don't notice the
miles
And months fly by
To the rest of us
You're living
The highest kind of
life
I know the price you
pay
Is costlier than it
seems
But it's worth
another day
The end justifies the
means
All that you're
working for
Could blind you to
The treasures all
around you
So don't miss these
Moments, please
The joy before
The crown you seek
~
Downhere’s “Don’t Miss Now”
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