Marrying into a lifelong Denver Bronco family and living in
Colorado the last 9 years or so I have become a fan of the team (still second
fiddle to the beloved Philadelphia Eagles, Fly Eagles Fly). Last Monday night after
being down 24-0, Bronco fans were treated to a terrific comeback in the second
half to defeat the San Diego Chargers. Here on the ship, a wonderful company in
South Africa donates to us the capability to watch some satellite TV. We have a
number of channels to choose from but only 5 channels can be shown on the ship
at any one time. We as crew members are allowed to sign out channels when time
slots are available. ESPN is one of those channels and the 1230 am to 430 am
time slot was available. Can you believe it? What a great game it was….. but we
ended up not being able to watch it.
Without going into all the detail, the channel wasn’t
changed. No fault of anyone, just something didn’t happen. We actually knew at
about 10 pm or so that it wasn’t going to happen and actually went to bed very
sad around 11 (Trace did check during the night during one of Cora’s snack
times, just in case). We actually shed a few tears. We were willing to be up at
that ridiculous hour because more than anything else, we just wanted a taste of
being home. We wanted to watch the same thing at the same time as our family
and friends and have the same feelings and be able to talk about it later. So
to look forward to that and then have it not happen was sad to us. Funny thing
is I had barely talked about football since we got here. I was doing just fine
without it (something I used to spend 7-10 hours a weekend watching), but when
the opportunity was afforded to us, it hurt so much more to end up not having
it.
I learned something important though. Here on the ship we
are afforded luxuries such as chocolate, Starbucks coffee, soda and other
awesome things because companies and organizations donate these specific things
to us. We don’t even have to leave the ship to get them at a local store or
something. Sometimes we run out of things and some of our crew members are
disappointed that they have to go without. I have sat in judgment of them
essentially feeling like they should just get over it. We are doing missions
and going without is part of the calling right? Well, that was easy for me to
say until it was something that was important to me. Plenty of people know I do
not get an extraordinary amount of joy out of food/drink type stuff (that drives
Tracey nuts) so going without something special is no big deal. But when it hit
close to home like football on TV, I was very sad. No one did anything wrong, I
just missed out on a luxury that I thought I could have and then I couldn’t. It
taught me that we all have our things that help us be able to be here, serve
here and stay here. Sometimes, yes, we will go without and yes, we will be fine,
maybe better off (see below), but they really do help when available. Now, I definitely understand the
disappointment that comes with going without and will never again mentally tell
another person to “Get over it.” These luxury type things are good things that
God uses to strengthen us, by allowing us to have them. Reminds of us of how
good He is, which I tend to forget. I think this probably applies to lots of
areas of life.
Sometimes, though, God strengthens us by allowing us to go
without them as well. I am learning to find the joy that comes with sacrifice.
We were told to count the cost before coming and ask if we were willing to make
the sacrifice. Would the sacrifice be worth it? At the time, it felt like such
a negative thing to make the sacrifice, but we knew it would be worthwhile for
all the positives. We thought of plus (i.e. serving in Africa as a family
together) and minus (i.e small living area). Weigh them all out and see which
is better. After all, I am an accountant and we love cost benefit analysis. This
thought process though is all about me. I don’t think I thought to count the
blessings that come merely from the act of sacrifice.
Paul tells us in Philippians 3 that he is happy to call
anything rubbish if it means he gets to know Christ better. In Romans 12, he
teaches us to be living sacrifices, not for rewards but because that is the
worshipful thing to do. Doing so, will help us understand the will of God
better. Paul did not think of sacrifice as a negative thing that brings about a
positive. He saw the sacrifice as the positive thing that brings more positive
things. He was crazy enough to relish opportunities to sacrifice. He wanted to
sacrifice simply because he would get to know Christ more fully, become more
like him and worship him more. This really wasn’t about him but Christ. To him,
there was no greater reward than that.
I am not trying to say we are always to go without. There
are times when God refreshes us and strengthens us with these types of things. Paul
had time of refreshment with his friends, which I bet had some pretty good food
and lots of joy (but probably not any football). I am not saying sacrifice
should be easy either, like this is some way of putting a positive spin on
something negative. Dying on the cross wasn’t easy for our Jesus and neither was
the persecution for Paul. I just want to take the “opportunities” when they
come to become more like Christ and worship him with my attitude in these
times. Less focus on MY sacrifice and more focus on the surpassing greatness of
knowing Christ. So now when I am asked to go without, I am not just tolerating
the sacrifice for some greater good in the end, I get to worship now while
getting to know Christ better (or at least I hope I keep thinking that way). I
am pretty sure I will be happy with the end result still but now the journey
doesn’t have to be such drudgery with no joy.
All that being said; if we have the chance to watch a
football game again, I will get out the John Elway jersey I just got off a
fellow crewmate and plop down and root for the team J. I look forward to God
renewing me with that at some point. Another quick side note. Since the game that started all of this was
on so late, we probably would have gone to bed at halftime with the game
seeming out of reach. Think about how mad I would have been in the morning
after seeing the outcome. Hmmm….