Probably my favorite time of the year is around the second week of November. Every year around that time the Earth passes through the path of a comet called Tempel-Tuttle. This results in an annual meteor shower call the Leonids. This is one of the most brilliant displays of cosmic awesomeness with its peak reaching 2000+ meteors an hour. It just so happens that the Leonids are timed to when sky watching conditions are perfect our here in Texas. Usually we have just had our first hard freeze and have had a strong cold front to clear the air, and of course, being out in the middle of nowhere we don’t have to worry about light noise from the cities. You can go out to a field or pasture and just spend hours watching countless meteorites fall from the sky.
Yes, I’m a space nut. I have gotten up at two in the morning and watched the astronauts install a toilet in the space station on the NASA channel. I’ve tried to catch anytime the space shuttle or space station is visible overhead. (Sadly I was up watching overhead the morning Columbia broke up). I even have a space shuttle model hanging over my bed. The point is I like space!! But several years ago I got a dose of reality that I was taking what I had for granted.
Years ago, I was dating a girl from Dallas. It was one of those long distant doomed to fail things, but things progressed to the point that she made the trip across the state to visit. We had dinner at my parents and I was driving her back to town to the local bed and breakfast, when she asked me to pull over. She got out of my truck and started looking up at the sky. I asked if something was wrong and she pointed upwards and said, “I’ve never seen so many stars. Are there always this many out at night?” I was confused, “Of course there are, don’t they have stars in Dallas?” She said that in Dallas you were lucky if you could see a dozen or so stars because the city lights blocked them out.
As I’ve matured I’ve always had in the back of my mind that there are a lot of stars out there, even if I’m somewhere I can’t see them all, they are still there, serving God’s purpose. This has been a reminder the past few weeks at our church. We just recently finished VBS. Our church takes VBS very seriously. Our community has a lot of families who won’t come to church but will send their kids. Our church has taken children and youth ministry and its calling and we give 110% focus to things like VBS. Most of the kids get to know their teacher, their craft leader, the music leader and the preacher, but VBS would not happen without a lot of those little stars that no one can see, unless you look for them.
The same goes with Bible News Network, sure each week we see Raymond O’Neil, Brad Bartelloni and Tad Shultz, but what about the people behind the camera? There are lots of people behind back there making things happen. Do you realize how much makeup it takes to make Tad Shultz presentable? Who do you think brings Brad Bartelloni his Carl’s Jr “Big Bacon Classic”?
All kidding aside, God’s work is done by lots of people. Some get more attention than others, but every part is important. We are all a part of one body each with its function. If my knee isn’t working right the rest of my body will begin to suffer. I can’t get on this subject without talking about my mom. She suffered from kidney failure. She spent 7 years on dialysis because her kidneys stopped doing their part. But she didn’t pass away from kidney failure. She died of a heart attack. Her heart gave out because her kidneys weren’t doing their part to filter her blood. The poisons in her body weakened her heart to the point of failure.
There are times when we feel our part in God’s body is small and insignificant. We start thinking “oh well, no one will notice if I don’t do my part.” That’s when the chain starts to weaken. That’s when the momentum starts to slow. I’m a substitute Sunday school teacher; doesn’t seem that important. But what if there was no one to step in and take a class when a teacher went out of town, or had an emergency. The dominos would begin to fall.
The fact is this: Just like there are countless stars in the sky of varying brightness, there are countless places to serve God’s plan. Not all are glamorous. There is no guarantee of fame (not really the point of service anyway). But once you find that place where God wants you to serve, be ready because you will shine. Remember, each and every star in the sky, no matter how bright they seem to us; they are a sun with their own set of planetary bodies revolving around them. So shine on baby!!
This week’s passage is Romans 12:1-21 (The Message): So here’s what I want you to do, with God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, and develops well-formed maturity in you.
I’m speaking to you out of deep gratitude for all that God has given me, and especially as I have responsibilities in relation to you. Living then, as every one of you does, in pure grace, it’s important that you not misinterpret yourselves as people who are bringing this goodness to God. No, God brings it all to you. The only accurate way to understand ourselves is by what God is and by what he does for us, not by what we are and what we do for him.
In this way we are like the various parts of a human body. Each part gets its meaning from the body as a whole, not the other way around. The body we’re talking about is Christ’s body of chosen people. Each of us finds our meaning and function as a part of his body. But as a chopped-off finger or cut-off toe we wouldn’t amount to much, would we? So since we find ourselves fashioned into all these excellently formed and marvelously functioning parts in Christ’s body, let’s just go ahead and be what we were made to be, without enviously or pridefully comparing ourselves with each other, or trying to be something we aren’t.
If you preach, just preach God’s Message, nothing else; if you help, just help, don’t take over; if you teach, stick to your teaching; if you give encouraging guidance, be careful that you don’t get bossy; if you’re put in charge, don’t manipulate; if you’re called to give aid to people in distress, keep your eyes open and be quick to respond; if you work with the disadvantaged, don’t let yourself get irritated with them or depressed by them. Keep a smile on your face.
Love from the center of who you are; don’t fake it. Run for dear life from evil; hold on for dear life to good. Be good friends who love deeply; practice playing second fiddle.
Don’t burn out; keep yourselves fueled and aflame. Be alert servants of the Master, cheerfully expectant. Don’t quit in hard times; pray all the harder. Help needy Christians; be inventive in hospitality.
Bless your enemies; no cursing under your breath. Laugh with your happy friends when they’re happy; share tears when they’re down. Get along with each other; don’t be stuck-up. Make friends with nobodies; don’t be the great somebody.
Don’t hit back; discover beauty in everyone. If you’ve got it in you, get along with everybody. Don’t insist on getting even; that’s not for you to do. ‘I’ll do the judging,’ says God. ‘I’ll take care of it.'”
Our Scriptures tell us that if you see your enemy hungry, go buy that person lunch, or if he’s thirsty, get him a drink. Your generosity will surprise him with goodness. Don’t let evil get the best of you; get the best of evil by doing good.
Brocke Lively is a lifelong Texan from a little town called Olton.
Brocke and his wife, Lela, have 5 kids, 2 dogs, 5 cats, 2 chickens, and what seems like a revolving door of neighbor kids coming over to play. As a father, Brocke recognizes that how he lives his life, and how he worships God not only reflects on his own salvation, but ripples to how his kids worship God.
Brocke attends a small town church where he is known as an on-call substitute Sunday school teacher. He recognizes that his church family is also a large part of who he is, and who he want his kids to grow up to be; God-fearing followers of our Lord Jesus Christ.