Prospective

Time offers a masterful prospective. Eight years ago this summer I found myself on the park stage crowned Queen of the Bristol Homecoming. Last year I had the privilege of serving as a judge for the contest, and tonight served as a interview coach. I gave them several tips about body language, pausing before speaking, and other interview skills. I then did a short mock interview with each of them.

Eight years is not that long in the span of 80. It makes, however, all the difference between 19 and 27. I found myself for the first time tonight sitting on the other side - asking the questions, extending a comment to graciously prod them into a deeper response, and then offering suggestions. How did I get in the position to offer suggestions? I seems I have. I wonder how this sneaks up on a person. How is it that I have gained enough professional expertise and speaking skills to prove useful in this area?

I had this same realization just this past week at a meeting in Dearborn, MI where I spoke before a panel, and then before the larger (75 people) congregation. It flowed naturally, and it triggered in my mind old, old memories of Ball State where I sat on the Executive Committee for a student organization. How could I have imagined then what that work would prepare me for later? Just as when that crown was placed on top my head, how could I have foreseen the most rewarding benefit of all -- helping the younger girls of a community I love so much.

Interviewing them also makes me think back on the many "me's" I have shed along the way to who I am now. I see the girls there, in that first fledging form. Interestingly, the ones who do not fear constructive criticism are the most introspective and the ones who realize they are but one small part of the universe and not it's sun.

I saw tonight the true beautiful of the person who honestly says, "what can I do better?" So much more is received when more is given. It is a happy obligation -- but obligation it is -- to help a younger generation. How rewarding it is when they listen! Yes, we cannot understand how God uses us, but surely he does. Was there any more proof of a master plan than what I observed tonight?

He is The Beautiful Architect.