The price is right!
I
was recently turned onto pool skating. I have never been interested in riding a
short board, that is until a good friend of mine, Robby Kohnen set up a deck
for me and took me to the skate park in Englewood. I began skating around on a
short board and soon learned how to drop into a pool. I began to feel like I
was surfing a wave. A big, 6ft concrete wave. I was LOVING it. I started to
feel the pumps, and pick up speed. I was getting higher and higher on the turns
as centripetal force kept me pressed tightly to the 6ft concrete walls. It felt
amazing…
Then,
I ran out of speed. I fell off the wall, tumbling to the bottom of the pool. I
found myself in agonizing pain. I reached for my ankle. Robby from the top of
the pool says, “Oh man, I’m watching your ankle swell up.” Within moments my
ankle looked like a squishy, puffy tomato, and I.. I was wondering just how I
was going to get out of the pool…
I think Mr. Bob Barker hit the nail
on the head when he said, “The price is right”. There are some things that you
just look at and know that the price you pay is worth the cost. I’d skate that pool again, because the
price of pain it was worth the cost of this newfound passion.
In
Matthew 11:18-19, Jesus says,
“For John the Baptist came neither eating
nor drinking, and they say, ‘He has a demon.’ The Son of Man came eating and
drinking, and they say ‘Here is a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax
collectors and “sinners” ‘ But wisdom is proved right by her actions.”
Jesus, our savior, from the very
beginning of creation new the “worth” of relationships; in fact that is why He
created us. Then He gave man the blessing of women so we too would not have to
be alone. God counted those relationships of so much worth that he sent Christ
to die for our sins when we had turned our backs on Him. God looked at “you”
and said, “The price is right.”
We
are born and bred for relationships, friends, family, wives/husbands, God, it
is how we survive.
Sometimes,
there is a cost to relationships. Jesus himself was looked down upon because he
wanted to love the unlovables. He counted them all of worth.
When was the last time we took time to love those that we
normally would not love? To say that the price of my 5-10 minutes of saying
hello is worth the impact that it could have on someone’s day, or even life?
The strange ones, the loners, the goths, the dweebs, the
“too cool for school” guys and gals, the unwed mothers, the cripple, the
handicapped, the ugly one from work, their life… It’s worth the cost.
Your life, it’s worth the cost.
You are loved and it is “our” job to love. Will you join me
and say,
“The Price is Right”?
