I ate barbeque in Lockhart this past weekend.
On Friday, I drove from Addison to Gonzalez, Texas to keynote the Bluebonnet Area’s CYF Spring Rally. We talked about Jesus, stilling storms and my favorite story from Luke, the Gerasene Demoniac. It was a good weekend; I was sorry to miss y’all on Sunday morning, but sometimes, adventure calls.
I stopped in Lockhart not just for some of the best brisket I’ve ever eaten but also because I thought I might be lost. I took I-35 to the new toll road that runs south from Austin (130, I think?) to the road that connects to Gonzalez, and I wrote out directions so I wouldn’t use my phone on the road. And in Lockhart, I wasn’t sure I knew my way.
It was convenient, because, again, brisket in Lockhart, but at a full stop, I found I still had an hour to go. Drives out always feel longer than drives back, even if traffic randomly stops for NO REASON WHATSOEVER I’M LOOKING AT YOU I-35. And it got me thinking about how, why and to where we’re all journeying together.
I believe in the Reign of God. I believe we’re called not only to live in it, but actively build it together. Midway Hills defines this building and living in its mission statement, “Be inclusive. Do justice. Honor diversity.” And if we get those three things down pat, there’s the Reign right there. This week’s sermon scripture is another I AM, in which Jesus says, “I AM the way, the truth and the life. No one gets to the Father except through me.” Does this claim an exclusivity? Is this a great guarantee or a challenge to consistently seeking, doing and honoring God in our relationships, thoughts and actions? Are we lost, or are we journeying? What is the way, what is the route, and will there be barbeque?
Some of these questions are what I’m wrestling with for Sunday. Some of them I’m throwing into this article just for fun. In any case, I look forward to seeing you Sunday.