Chaplain's Corner!

The love of the track series, that I have been writing, seems to have one more thought to squeeze out of it. This subject is the restrictive nature of the tracks we race on, and why we love them. Before coming back into kart racing I spent a few years in radio car racing. I could in my area race as much as three times a week. I loved the track. Occasionally I would see someone with a R.C. car in a parking lot or roadway just going wide open, then spinning in circles, that's all they would do. I would think to myself what a waste and sometime would tell them about the track. The track offered direction, challenge, a goal and in the end purpose and fulfillment. To get back to the restrictive of our tracks. They are very narrow and continually cause us to change. If we go off of them they can hurt us. The hard work we endure for them even wears us out. But we still rejoice in them. At this point, have you got my point? And does the track love us as God does?

To many, the restrictive nature of the Christian life repels them. If you could feel my heart and sense my desire for you to understand this way of life. To embrace Jesus, and come under the Word of God. If that's how I feel, how much more the heart of God for you. Gods love, when we except it through Christ becomes a power that begins to conform us into the image of Christ. In the power of his love and by the Holy Spirit we joyfully except the rigidly of the Word of God because we learn He knows best. That acceptance and change is called repentance. We begin to realize that the spinning in circles of life lived out in my own control is such a waste. By Gods love we can live in such away that brings glory to Him. In other words, we reflect His love to others and that leads them to come to Him.

A bible teacher recently said, "in America everyone has had a chance to hear and understand the gospel. He was expressing the need for the church to take it to other lands. That raised the thought in me to ask my American friends what is the gospel? What would you say?

Chaplain Ken