It was good tonight.  I’ve got to thank Shawn for the tip to use post-it notes on the outside of your Bible.  The talk was more or less 3 short stories.  The first was about physics and how physics started to come to a close in the mid 1800s.  Then Albert Einstein shows up, and asks these crazy questions, and everyone that thought they knew how big physics should be was wrong.  His questions opened up a whole new can of worms, making way for quantum physics.  Now, physicists know that there isn’t much of an end to how far it can go, and we can never know.  The second story was about Saul, the guy who held the coats of the religious leaders that stoned Steven to death.  He stood there watching his heroes at work, so he took the liberty during the next few years to persecute anyone who claimed that Jesus was the Christ.  Then, since everyone was either in prison or had fled, he gets these warrants and heads to Damascus.  He gets lit up by a really bright light, and Jesus changes everything with a question.  He asks, “Why are you out to get me?”  You really couldn’t blame Saul for everything that he was doing.  But you have to realize that just because we assume things to be true based on what we see others do doesn’t mean that they are true.  Which brings me to my third story.  This one was about me.  Enter stupid emotions.

I hate it when speakers are all blubbering and annoying because they can’t stop crying.  I didn’t even know where it came from.  It just welled up.  So I talked about how I had this assumption about people.  The good people that I grew up around.  I hadn’t accepted the fact that we are all broken and need Jesus.  A couple of summers ago at summer camp we were singing Indescribable.  I realized in this moment that my God was too small.  There is a line Chris throws in at the end that says “You see the depths of my heart and you love me the same.”  If I really mean the things I sing, then this is a big deal.  It means that beginning to end, front to back, side to side, Jesus loves all of me.  He died for it all.  And there is nothing that I could ever do to earn or lose that love.  And still, he sees the deepest dark parts, and He loves me the same.  So I cried.  It was good, but I wish I could have connected the ideas better.  Still just humbled to be used by God in such a capacity as this.

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