Tuesday, February 27, 2007


A little boy went walking through the woods one day and ran across an uprooted tree. His curiosity led him to fully investigate the situation. He noticed the roots had separated revealing a tunnel. He looked around wondering if he should do what his imagination was telling him. He did. He crawled into the tunnel and found himself inside this big, dark cave. He was probably one of the bravest boys in his fourth grade class, which is obviously why he continued down the long, black cavern.

After about five hours of crawling (really about three minutes), he started to see a little light. He crept closer and closer as the light grew brighter and brighter. “Ouch!” he yelled. He had hit his head on something metal. It was like a metal waffle with light pushing through the grid. He pushed on it. Finally it broke loose and was pushed to the side. Out popped his head and his eyes quickly grew wide.

“Are you ready for dinner, Jeff? Get up here and sit down,” yelled his mother from above the table. He couldn’t believe it! He was in his dining room at home! He brushed himself off and sat down next to his three brothers.

“Where have you been?” said his father.
“Oh, nowhere really,” the son said. He smiled to himself as he thought about the next time he would go walking through the woods.

My mom use to tell me stories like this before bedtime. Then I grew up. That’s really too bad, because as I become more “grown-up” I forget that God really gave me a vivid imagination. So, I’ve been challenging myself to start using it again, you know, before I get set in my ways. Sometimes God uses our imagination to challenge us to explore our faith, to try something new and exciting. That’s what my plan is for today, what’s yours?

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