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The outdoor survivalist talking on television sported a stubby beard, worn jeans, a faded camo-shirt, and dirty hiking boots. Holding a small magnifying glass he had swiveled out of a vinyl case, and speaking out the side of his mouth he said, “If you ever need to start a fire, this is an essential tool.”
I don’t like to think I’m lazy. I mean, I don’t want to be. Yet, I seem to constantly battle it. Except when I don’t. On those days Laziness and I kick back and relax—like old friends. There are even weeks when we hang out for days at a time, going on adventures like watching TV, devouring a novel, or just sitting in my office reading the news.
I recall visiting a friend in his home for the first time. He greeted me warmly, and we walked into his den. The first thing I noticed was the forty-two-inch HDTV on the wall. Its screen flashed a colorful and precise image while the surround-sound speaker system delivered crisp highs and a chest-thumping bass line.
Because I hadn’t come over to watch a sporting event or movie, I assumed he would turn off the TV, or at least mute the sound while we talked. Instead, his head swiveled back and forth as he gazed at the TV and glanced at me. After a few minutes, I concluded he didn’t want to talk, and so I gave up trying and waited until the next commercial to slip away.
I talk with a lot of guys who feel they’ve screwed their life up so badly they’ll never recover. The stories I’ve been told would break my heart if I wasn’t sure God delights in using men who’ve blown through their marriages, messed up their bodies, lost their jobs or gotten hooked on feminine beauties.
You see, I’m convinced God delights in using desperate and broken men in amazing and unpredictable ways.
It’s not the cleanliness of a person’s hands that reaches the heart of Jesus. But the desperation of the soul that reaches. It’s not the strength of the hand that stretches out, but the expectation of the person who stretches it.