Have you ever walked into a glass door?
I have. It hurt. Let me tell you about it.
One of my first, and most embarrassing, “collisions” happened when I was junior in college. During spring break, I went with my campus ministry to serve in Amsterdam (local church, outdoor music, youth hostels, etc.). On our free day, we visited the Rijksmuseum — a gorgeous, Dutch national museum dedicated to the arts and history.
On our way out, we were filing through a revolving door and per a miscalculation on my part, I smacked into the glass-paned siding. I was the last to go through, so the rest of the group apparently heard this *THUD!* and turned around to see me and my pathetic self sprawled out, baby-style, on the concrete sidewalk. I was dazed, confused, and had a monstrous red bump on my forehead for the next few days.
It most certainly was not a beautiful collision. In fact, it was painful, embarrassing, and definitely a lot of ugly.
A couple Sundays ago, we started a new student series at church called “Collision”– one where we ultimately ask ourselves what a collision with Christ looks like. Do we experience change? Do we see God differently? How does it affect our relationships?
One thing’s for sure, I am certainly more cautious around those revolving glass doors. As silly as it sounds, that small moment prompted change. It disturbed and disrupted what I was expecting to happen (which was nothing).
A time when I felt that God collided with my simple life was the summer after my freshman year in high school. During a trip to the foothills of West Virginia, where we helped repair homes and build relationships, God revealed Himself to me many ways. He showed me the importance of living for Him each and every day, and made clear that His love was transforming. I remember during one of our group times at night feeling that God came into my heart and changed me. It was powerful and I knew it was real. He revealed areas that I needed to change and also showed me that He was going to be there for me through it all.
While that collision in many ways was hard (e.g. I knew God would change some things in my life), I also looked at it as a beautiful encounter. His perfect love reached down and met me exactly where I was at.
On a side note: If you haven’t heard the song below, I’d encourage you to check it out (A Beautiful Collision by David Crowder*Band).