Summer of Disconnect

September 8, 2012 under Unlikely Christian
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I used to own a truck.
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And while I loved being a truck owner, there was something that came along with it that I wasn’t a fan of.
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RING RING
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“Hello.”
“Hi Bill, how’s it goin?”
“Good……umm…who’s this?”
“It’s Jeff!”
“Jeff?………Jeff Proctor?”
“No…..It’s Jeff Anderson.”
“Jeff Anderson from 3rd grade?!?!”
“Yeah!”
“Oh hey….it’s been a long, long time. What have you been up to all these years?”
“Not much, but I’m moving on Wednesday and wondered if you and your truck are available?”
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Seriously, those of you that have ever owned a truck, know exactly what I’m talking about, and for those of you that don’t own a truck, I sold mine in 2004 and have had hernia surgery so, no, I’m not available to help you move.
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The friend of convenience – I’m guessing we’ve all been on both sides of that coin before. I know I have.
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I’ve been that guy who’s made that uncomfortable phone call before. I hadn’t picked up the phone in the last year just to say “hey” or “let’s meet up for lunch”, and now I’m needing some help……well crap. Maybe I can move this pinball machine upstairs myself, except I can’t, so I make the call.
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“Hey, Jeff! It’s Bill”
“Hey Bill, it’s been a long time…..”
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Kind of crappy, I know, but you want to know something even crappier?
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I basically did the same thing to God all summer.
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You may, or may not, have noticed that with the exception of the Chick Fil-a fiasco and a few other posts, I hardly wrote at all this summer, which is weird, because I’m a teacher and planned on spending a big chunk of my summer vacation writing. I even have several book ideas that I was going to start on. It was going to be a fun, spirit-filled, cause that’s where I all my writing inspiration comes from, WriteFest, but yeah…..that didn’t happen.
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In fact, and this saddens me to say, I found myself pretty spirit-UNfilled throughout the summer. It was frustrating for me because I wanted to write but nothing was flowing, and I never force it just for the sake of putting something out there. I figured sooner or later it would come, but then later came, so I just figured maybe God just wanted me to relax this summer.
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And then the new school year started, and as it turns out, it’s going to be a very challenging year. Man, I need help…….Time to make the call.
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“Hey God, it’s Bill……..”
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Well that’s not exactly how things went down. It’s not like I went all summer without praying, reading my Bible or going to church, but still, I couldn’t help but feeling like that friend who only calls when he needs something, when I called on Him for help a couple of weeks ago.
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Why?
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Well now I know it’s because I hadn’t been going to / relying on God during the summer like I had been during the last school year.
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I don’t like that.
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Summertime came. Three magic months of nada, R&R, staying up late, sleeping in, relaxing on a beach, firing up the grill and throwing on a couple of brats on a Wednesday afternoon while most everybody else was working for the man. Ahh summer, summer, summertime……cue me some DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince will ya?
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Basically, here’s what ended up happening. “The school year is over. God, thanks for all of your help, I certainly couldn’t have done it without you! I probably won’t be needing your help this summer, I mean, do what you can to keep my plane in the air on the way to Hawaii please, but other than that, I got things handled here. Let’s plan on meeting up again in September mmmkay?”
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I certainly didn’t think that, but that’s pretty much what ended up happening.
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It’s so easy for me to go to / connect with God when I need help but when it’s Summertime and the livin’s easy? *
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Turns out I struggled.
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The good news is, it’s a new school year and me and God have been talking during the morning commute, just like old times.
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And that’s one of the great things about God. He didn’t hold my summertime disconnect against me. He didn’t take awhile to warm up to me again or keep me at arm’s length to make sure I’m not just using Him. He’s always all-in with us, regardless.
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And I have a feeling, next summer will be different.

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