It used to scare me to death. He would stand there, in front of hundreds of people, on the very edge of that stage. Sometimes, more than half of his foot would just be hanging there. I was certain he would someday fall off the stage and break a hip, or worse. I would rant at him, saying things like "Why do you do such a stupid thing?" or "Do you know how dangerous that is?". Calmly, but deliberately, he would answer me. "I can't help it, Libby...I'm just passionate about what I'm preaching!" And he was...I knew he was...still, his passion scared me to death.
This picture of my late husband, Jeff McFalls, is what I see in my mind every time I think of him preaching. He was passionate and he preached with passion. He was truthful and he spoke the truth. The threat of repercussion couldn't sway him from telling the truth. Even my consistent nagging couldn't sway him from what he was called to do. He preached over the edge...not just his feet, but with everything he had. I was afraid his passion would stir things up too much and I just wanted peace. He reminded me that peace at all cost isn't really peace all...it's just passivity. And passivity is a lie. His passion intimidated me...but not only me. I've learned that people find passion and truth intimidating.
I must be, however, attracted to what intimidates me! It is no secret that my new husband is a passionate man. He is perhaps the most honest man I've ever known...he won't lie, even when he knows the truth will cost him greatly. I'm convinced he would rather die than lie. If he even thinks he misrepresented the truth accidentally, he can't sleep until he makes it right. What if we were all that way? The world would be a much better place to be. His passion has brought him trouble on more than one occasion, but without it, much of what has been accomplished in our community never would have happened.
As certain as I am that Jeff was created and called to be a pastor, I believe that Mike was created and called to be a public servant...serving the people as a leader in government. His heart is to help people and make life better for them. He sacrifices his own comfort, so that others can benefit. He is not selfish, but doesn't want his generosity spotlighted. That's because it is genuine...from the heart...not for show.
Both of my husbands have been thinkers. I've watched them both deliberate on decisions, making sure they have looked at it from every angle. And then, once they've considered every side, they demonstrate courage and wisdom and make a decision. No non committal responses or teetering forever, afraid to step over the edge. No...a look at these two teaches us how to make a decision.
In just a few days, Mike's bid for election as a county commissioner will be upon us. Voters will go and cast their votes. Hopefully, the voters can see in him what I see and will elect him to serve our county. Only God knows what the outcome of this election will be. And only God knows how He wants to use Mike in the coming days. We trust Him completely and submit fully to His will in our lives.
You see...Mike and Jeff weren't just passionate and truthful when things were going good...when all hell seemed to be unleashed upon them, I've watched them both stay true to their mission. Their love of God and desire to be what He has called them to be is their driving force.
I find myself so thankful to have been able to share life with two men so full of passion and truth. Truly, God has smiled upon me and given me favor. Whenever I find myself wanting to shrink back and take the easy, less offensive, less decisive road, I think of these two Godly men that were placed in my life. In that, I find courage to tackle the hard stuff...to step out over the edge and be everything God has called me to be.
We live in a time where political correctness has pervaded our society. You can't speak truth for fear of offending someone. And everything offends someone. So we in turn choose not to speak at all. God help us. Let more of us find the courage to be like Jeff and Mike. Let more of us become passionate and truthful. Sensitive yes, but not to the point that we become dishonest to tickle the ears of those to whom we speak or quiet and non-decisive, paralyzed by fear of offending someone.
Lord, help me be what you have called me to be...help me have the courage to step over the edge!