Outside of this being one of the coolest words in all of language, this word has been on my mind for a few weeks.
I know that may seem strange to most, but I had mentioned to some friends that I liked the word and it sparked some thoughts.
When one is searching for a home, they are told to look for “location, location, location;” well, this typically relates to proximity to work and other necessities. However, I know as a parent that it also means to look for safety. Not many parents strive to have a nice home a major thoroughfare for fear of their children’s safety.
Most parents eagerly seek out the safety of a cul-de-sac. The reason is very simple – no through traffic.
So, the location is important.
Okay, I know that this has no meaning whatsoever, but bear with me and you will understand why I ponder on such important things.
Many times I think our churches and even our hearts are like cul-de-sacs. SAFE! Yet, being nestled in safety is not where we are called to be. Cul-de-sacs are great for community. They are safe. There is no through traffic. When most people mistakenly enter a cul-de-sac, they simply turn right back around and leave. Similarly, churches can be great for community and are safe. However, it seems that when people come in our churches, they quickly turn around and leave.
So, why?
Some cul-de-sacs are even called, “dead ends.” Ouch! It is a road to nowhere.
I mentioned earlier that our hearts may also be like cul-de-sacs. Well, many times we do not want people to enter into our lives so we hide at the end our “street” hoping no one stays for long. Commitment is a frightening thing for most. We have with us a safety within our "cul-de-sac" of loved ones or friends, but when others who need some safety are often rejected. This rejection is not intentional rather it is just difficult to maneuver in most cul-de-sacs. Once they are full, no one can enter in even if we wanted them to.
My desire is that my heart would be like a well lit boulevard that has the large trees to shade from the hot sun and street lamps that will guide ones journey in the midst of some darkness. It could be a place to wave at the passerby and to welcome the friend. It would always be stretching to reach another destination.
Our churches should be the same; seeking to welcome any one who passes near. Somehow lighting our “porch” of grace and “chairs” of peace or rest.
