My oldest son, Caleb (6) has grown to be a big basketball fan like his dad. We enjoy watching our favorite team, the Pelicans, whenever we get the chance. I love to watch him get over excited about even the most common plays. Even better? Hearing him explain it to me with great exaggeration (he didn’t get that from me) even though I was watching the same exact thing as him. The other day, our favorite player, Anthony Davis, jumped “over the goal,” according to Caleb, to block a shot of a player on the opposing team.
“DAD, did you see that?!? Their guy was going to the goal and JUST WHEN YOU THINK he’s gonna make it?!?! BBBAAAMMMM!!! Anthony Davis jumped over the goal and blocked it!”
I find that in the strangest interactions, like watching basketball with my son, God prompts my heart with timely principles. In a time I really need to hear it, this is what God encouraged me with. I hope it can encourage you.
Just when you think the enemy is winning, he isn’t.
Good Friday is the perfect example of this. On Friday, all looks lost. But THEN…Easter. Jesus lives.
Just when you feel like giving up, don’t.
Just when you feel like things will never change, they can.
In your marriage, in your parenting, at your demanding job, they can be made new.
Because…Easter. Jesus lives. He is the strength, the courage and the hope we need. That I need, so desperately.
I’ll always remember this quote from Frederick Buechner:
“The worst isn’t the last thing about the world. It’s the next to the last thing. The last thing is the best. It’s the power from on high that comes down into the world; that wells up from the rock-bottom worst of the world like a hidden spring. Can you believe it? The last, best thing is the laughing deep in the hearts of the saints, sometimes our hearts even. Yes. You are terribly loved and forgiven. Yes. You are healed. All is well.”
So, to explain what God spoke to me, I told Caleb- Just when you think Satan is driving for that wide open layup…Jesus comes flying in from the weak side and throws his junk into the 3rd row of bleachers. Get that stuff outta here!