AIRSOFT!

At the end of this month, a bunch of us will go shoot each other with airsoft guns for fun.  

That is a strange sentence.....

I have not played organized airsoft before.  However, I have played its much more painful cousin, paintball.  Paintball is a game where you try not to get hit by marble-sized balls of paint coated in gelatin traveling at 300 feet per second... for fun.

And I have to admit, it is fun.  It is fun to get a bit competitive and be motivated by pain to run for your life.  It is fun to laugh when your good friends squeal in pain because you hit them in the thigh with a yellow paint splat.  It doesn't make sense, but it's fun.

It strikes me that much of what we do in life does not make sense.  We are human beings.  Our lives are complicated and messy.  I don't know why I laugh every time I watch the two bad guys get hit with paint cans in Home Alone.  I can't explain the reason I can be on a diet but still can't resist a Snickers bar.  I am not able to tell you the reason I cheer for the University of Kentucky, which is 4 hours away, and not Murray State, which is 20 minutes from my house.  

And you know what else I don't always understand?  ....God.  He is so far beyond my understanding that I can't even begin to presume to know why He would love messes like you and I.  But I do know that He does.  I guess I relate to the Roman centurian who comes to Jesus to have his servant healed in Luke 7.  He doesn't need Jesus to come to his house, or even explain how He will heal him.  He just knows Jesus can do it.  He says, "But say the word, and let my servant be healed"  (Luke 7:7).  He knows it can be done, and that is enough.

In all the swirly craziness of this life, I know that God loves me. I know He loves you.  I know He will keep His promises.  I don't always know how or understand why.  But I know it is true.  And you can too.