Superfly

Its funny how giving notice at a job makes me so sad and contemplative.

A few months back, my manager commented how I was a bit of a 'chicken'. She was bang on. She continued on to say how things can't always be perfect and that sometimes just throwing yourself into situations is the best way to learn. Wow...bawk bawk. There is this completely ridiculous notion in me that says, "I can do it on my own." which I know is laughable. I hate looking stupid and yet I embrace that I do stupid things all the time. Strange no?

I was reading The Ragamuffin Gospel by Brennan Manning today and well...check it out for yourself.

"One morning at prayer, I heard this word: little brother, I witnessed a Peter who claimed that he did not know Me, a James who wanted power in return for service to the kingdom, a Philip who failed to see the Father in Me, and scores of disciples who were convinced I was finished on Calvary. The New Testament has many examples of men and women who started out well and then faltered along the way. Yet on Easter night I appeared to Peter. James is not remembered for his ambition but for the sacrifice of his life for Me. Philip did see the Father in Me when I pointed the way and the disciples who despaired had enough courage to recognize Me when we broke bread at the end of the road of Emmaus. My point, little brother, is this: I expect more failure from your than you expect from yourself."

Jesus does not condemn us when we fail (see Prodigal Son). Living in God's grace means giving up on self-attained perfection and the fears that hold us back.

Jesus have our chicken fears and our striving. Let's superfly into the Father's open and reaching arms without hesitation. "Airplane Ride!"