I’ve given a lot of thought to what these posts should be. Until recently I had one specific thing that I was hoping to accomplish—“generate attendance.” Well we still need attendance, and lots of it, but you know that, so I’m just going to trust that you’ll come.
Instead of twisting your arm and telling you how great the play is, and all the reasons you should make your reservations early…I intend to use this time and space to share my heart a bit. I’ll be writing about the things I know, and the things I’m trying to understand about abiding in Christ. I’ll also be sharing some behind the scenes things about Ragtown, music and writing, and doing the work you believe God has called you to do.
Today let me share a little of what is in my heart this week. It hasn’t been a good week for our family. We lost one of our most precious ones. My nephew, Randy Polk, passed away. His dad is Glenn and my eldest brother, Travis.
Randy was only 53, and he was one of those rare people who never changed from the day he was born. He remained the same kid…just bigger. He was born and lived, not just happy, but with this amazing unbridled joy and enthusiasm about anything and everything he happened to be doing. He gave himself completely and without reservation to everyone in his path. I truly cannot remember him not smiling.
His heart was filled to the brim with love for Jesus. The testimony for His Savior that Randy’s life always was, will continue. Such rich fruit his life bore, and he would have been the first to point to the Vine as its source.
You see, he got it. He didn’t have to work at understanding that he was absolutely loved by God, and that Jesus delighted in him and every minute of his life. Randy simply went about the business of living…of being Randy just the way God made him, and knowing that his Lord was right there…excited, interested and involved right along with him. That’s the kind of life in Christ that Paul was talking about when He said, “It is for freedom that Christ has set us free.”
I know Randy’s loving Heaven. He’ll fit right in.
In Dependence,
Chip
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