Theology according to fireworks

Last night I got to enjoy the 4th on the Brazos fireworks spectacle with some of my wonderful friends from Truett. I've always loved fireworks. There's just something about boys and things that blow up. The funny thing was how things affect people differently. We, as grown ups, have been seeing fireworks for a long time. Most of us have grown accustomed to them and yet while we enjoy them, for us they no longer have the same impact that they once did.

However, for the little boys and girls that were seated directly behind on the little grassy hill we were sitting, these fireworks were the most fascinating and intriguing thing they had ever seen. Every flash and pop elicited a loud, piercing scream from on of the little boys. Every. Single. One. Such a piercing scream that one of our friends who shall remain nameless *cough* stephanie *cough* Sorry, got something caught in my throat there for a second. Anyways, one of our friends jokingly told the kids to shut up. I thought this was kinda rude and I told her as such. She said she didn't mean it, which I knew, yet as I told her the kids, who were very young, may not have known that she wasn't serious and she was trying to quelch the joy of what seemed to be the greatest night of their lives.

So this got me to thinking. How oh so much this is like our lives as believers. You see at one point we were the little four year old boy who screamed at the top of his lungs every time we saw one of the wonders of the Christian life, every time that God revealed something to us. We didn't care who was around or whether we were inconveniencing anybody else, we screamed at the top of our lungs to show how amazing we thought our God was. But the problem was we got older. We continued to see God work but our thoughts became "yea, we've seen that before God, when are you going to wow us with something really spectacular?" You see, we let God become routine and when you get into a routine, the monotony sets in. So no longer are we the small children who are elated at every flash and pop of wonder, we are the grad students who want the kids to hush because it's just fireworks.

So what then are we to say? Has God become less amazing because we have seen him work before? May it never be! Our God is just as amazing and wonderful as he was when we were the spiritual 4 year olds. It is time that we throw off this feeling of been there done that and embrace the fact that our God is just as exciting as the first day we saw Him work within us. So let us not shrug off the workings of the Lord as if they are no longer good enough for us. Let us embrace the fact that to us, God is still the greatest fireworks display we've ever seen, and one that will perpetually take us back to the time when our eyes were opened to these brilliant colors for the very first time.

Pastor Mama Coco