Soccer, Sausage, and a Theology of Place

Today I went out to the amazing little diner in Plattsville.

There I met with the owner, had some great breakfast, good coffee, and great conversation. When I left, the owner actually covered my meal as a welcome to the town. This is what’s called a blessing: something unexpected and meaningful.

Later on that day while walking past the diner, the owners was sitting outside and I stopped to say thanks again and we got to talking. It turns out he’s a huge soccer fan like myself. We both follow the same teams, and he actually played with some of my favorite players in a semi-pro league in Europe.

This got to me thinking about a theology of place. That God places in you in a location for a reason. And that there are people all around you – in your neighborhood, your family, your workplace who you can connect with in a unique way. What would be the chances that in a town such as Plattsville I would find someone as interested in Dutch soccer of the 70s? But maybe its not as quite a coincidence if its God who directs me here and directs my connections here.

My theological hunch is this – you are uniquely placed for a unique purpose with your own experiences, passions, and personality to impact your “place” whatever that may be.

So my question to you is this: why has God placed you where he has?

Maybe that’s worth spending some time praying and reflecting over…

I’ll be doing the same while watching some soccer…

Where I Saw Jesus This Week…

This week I really sensed Jesus in a unique place – at a pastor’s retreat.

This might sound obvious at first glance, but sometimes it’s very easy amongst pastors to talk a lot about God, Jesus, and the church that you miss actually being in the presence of Jesus. This can happen easily in anyone’s life. Where you attend church lots, go to lots of meetings, help out somewhere, but forget that those things aren’t a replacement for a relationship with Jesus – they are the outflowing of it.

So this week I sensed Jesus while out with a few pastors for wings late on Monday night. We ate, shared stories, laughed, and connected. And how did I specifically sense Jesus in all of this? Well I was reminded how often Jesus is seen in the gospels simply connecting with friends around food.

There is something spiritual and spectacular when while eating, drinking, laughing, and sharing…you pause…stop and smile…and realize you are with good friends, cared for, and connecting…and just know that Jesus is with you enjoying the conversation as much as you…