I used to spend every summer at Camp Eagles Nest in the Pisgah Forest in North Carolina. I will be quick to admit that these had to have been some of the best summers of my life. The contrast to the lifestyle of living in the Carolina mountains compared to suburban, flat South Florida was stark, and one that I never took for granted every summer I was there. The camp was divided up into four “tribes” and you earned tribal feathers by accomplishing tasks in different areas of expertise, such as archery, pottery, canoe/kayaking, etc.
I was way into the off-site activities, so always signed up for the wilderness classes and canoe/kayaking classes. I progressed through my time there and for my last summer, was all set to earn my “Chief” feather. This involved several different tasks, including creating a fire without any equipment, only wood. Now, if anyone has watched Surviviorman or Man vs Wild lately on the Discovery Channel, you have seen this attempted and it is no easy feat. Building a fire requires a lot of good kindling, and requires technique to fuel the spark. Often this includes either making a bow or doing the old friction through rubbing horizontally across another piece of wood (i.e. Castaway). After much work and time, you usually can get a small ember going. Once you have that, you must quickly move it to the kindling, which is very thin, dry wood that quickly ignites. That kindling will quickly build heat and grow and sure enough, you will have a fire within a few minutes.
I think spiritual life, particularly in my experience the past year, is like this process. Sometimes we desire to build a spiritual fire but it takes much work and discipline to finally get that fire really going. I think by the end of last summer, I desired to be reignited, but it has taken sometime to build that in me. And the time required more cooperation by me in what God wanted to do. Its amazing how much repentance as well as just forcing yourself to read the Word will work. God’s word never returns void (Isa 55.11) and even in moments when we least desire to have that sort of discipline, it can pay off the most.
So… now, I am satisfied. The past two weeks I’ve been visiting new churches, and although I have not found one to be my home, I have been convicted, encouraged, and challenged by the sermons. I am really ready to start serving, leading, submitting to the authority of a church, taking classes, and just being completely devoted to it all again. And the only one I can thank is The One who created me. Thank you.
