Bouncing



I've been doing a lot of "bouncing" lately. Sometimes by choice and other times the bouncing is thrust upon me but in either case I've become well aware of how resilient humans can be when they have something to bounce back towards.

I had a friend who recently lost her father-in-law. It was very hard on the family and I could tell that in addition to the emotional strain there was also going to be some financial pain as well. And yet although she was devastated she saw hope in the future. She asked for prayers and knew that in time, things would be better. I talked to her about it again the other day and she's bounced back. Maybe not all the way yet, but she is moving on and is happy.

Another friend of mine was in a terrible home accident and nearly lost his foot. This would not only have been a physical problem but would have ended his career as well. His family was very anxious as you can imagine. And yet several months later, he's bouncing. Bouncing on crutches still but he's bouncing. And even though he's not one to discuss spiritual things, he has acknowledged the power of prayer in this situation.

Right now I'm going through some bouncing myself. I'm trying to finish up the ordination process and write a series of papers, Bible studies, and sermons in order to complete the process. Whether you think I chose this path, God called me to it, or the Board of Ordained Ministry of the United Methodist Church made me do it may matter or not but it seems each week - I'm bouncing. I'll get far ahead and think I'm the greatest theologian/curriculum writer of all time only to discover that I've really only written one page that is in desperate need of editing. Or I'll have finished a large section of something one week and be unable to write one word the next.

But through it all I keep on bouncing. I'm preaching on grace this Sunday and I guess that's what I see in all this bouncing - God's grace. Grace is what keeps the spring tightened so that we don't fall flat. I keep trying to bounce higher and higher hoping that eventually I'll make it just one bounce closer to God. It makes me happy to bounce because like Tigger, I know that bouncing is really fun and I'm the only one of me that God made and that is a wonderful thing!

-Until Everyone Hears




The wonderful thing about tiggers
Is tiggers are wonderful things!
Their tops are made out of rubber
Their bottoms are made out of springs!
They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy
Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun!
But the most wonderful thing about tiggers is
I'm the only one
Tiggers are cuddly fellas
Tiggers are awfully sweet
Ev'ryone el-us is jealous
That's why I repeat... and repeat

The wonderful thing about tiggers
Is tiggers are marvelous claps!
They're loaded with vim and vigor
They love to leap in your laps!
They're jumpy, bumpy, clumpy, thumpy
Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun!
But the most wonderful thing about tiggers is
I'm the only one
I-I-I'm , the only... oof!
Ouch!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Your post made me think of one of my favourite songs (Leave Right Now by Will Young) - it's a heartbroken man singing about how he can't risk it all again with the lyric "I'm a little more careful, perhaps it shows, but if I lose the highs at least I'm spared the lows".

For some reason, I find the despair in this song really motivating. I'm such a risk taker, I would really miss those highs and living life to its fullest, even if it might mean I get hurt. One of the reasons I'm not afraid of those lows is that I know I have so much strength - both inside of me and from the support and love that I get from my family and friends. I'm not sure what I've considered that over the years, but perhaps you would consider that grace personified??

A link to the song - I don't know if it was ever popular in the US:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CyE2Ugh-JQw

-DF

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