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Welcome
During the meet-n-greet time, as I'm getting on the stage, black out lights on switchboard (keep house lights up)
Welcome, and thank you for being here.
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We’re excited about some new things happening in the back wing of the building.
Pray
During the meet-n-greet time, black out lights on switchboard (keep house lights up)
Engage
Think long and hard about how you can do your best to get their attention.
Helicopter search light with Mike Baucum
I grew up in the desert.
And, I don’t mean the way Phoenix, Arizona, is surrounded by desert, either.
Which still doesn’t make any sense to me.
“Hey, guys!
This place doesn’t have any water.
Let’s build a city!”
I don’t think I’ll ever understand it.
Anyway, this is the house I grew up in.
The two windows you see here lead to my brother’s and sister’s spacious bedrooms, while my little closet was around the side with a nice view of my neighbor’s backyard, which had a pool, while ours didn’t.
Not that I’m bitter, or anything...
Now, if we head out of the cul de sac and look around to the side of the house, you can see the little ditch I used to skate in all summer long.
If we keep going just a bit, you can get a look at this desert area that our house backed up to.
This area is called a “wash.”
Those are useful in Phoenix, because it doesn’t rain very often.
But, when it does, it tends to pour.
Like cats and dogs.
The city, not being designed with rainfall as a primary concern, tends to flood.
So, these washes are designed to help alleviate some of that flooding, and provide a route for the water to drain.
My friends and I used to play back there in the wash.
All the time.
Almost every day.
We would do what kids do.
We’d dig holes.
We’d build tree forts.
We’d ride bikes, and build jumps.
Really exciting, I know.
(Black Screen)
One day, me and my best friend, Mike, were back there after school.
You know how it used to be.
Once the sun begins to set, and the street lights come on, that’s your cue to go home.
Like any 6th graders would, we were taking our sweet time to do just that.
There’s not much lighting back there, so it’s getting pretty dark, pretty fast.
Then, we heard it.
(Make helicopter noise.)
Off in the distance.
Then, we heard it a little louder.
(Make helicopter noise again, louder.)
Getting closer.
This helicopter started circling around the wash.
At first, we thought it might be a news chopper, so we didn’t pay much attention to it.
Before long, though, we saw that it had a spotlight on, and it was searching through the trees, bushes, and the rest of the wash.
It was a police helicopter!
I don’t know whether we were too dense or just too naive.
But, we didn’t put two and two together, though.
It never even dawned on me, until earlier this week, when I was thinking about this story: They were looking for a fugitive!
And there we were, two middle school kids, too busy farting around and doing nothing to figure out that we’re in real, actual danger… Ate least we would have made some decent human shields for the guy.
Or lady.
I don’t discriminate.
Anyway, the helicopter kept circling around.
We were ignoring them.
They were ignoring us.
Until, they weren’t.
They kinda circled around in front of us, no spotlight.
And then.
BAM!! (Un-Blackout all lights on switchboard) They hit us with the spotlight!
But.
Don’t worry.
Have no fear.
I knew what to do.
I had seen this on TV before.
I put my hands up in the air.
At that moment, Mike wasn’t so sure he wanted to be my friend.
After a while, they got bored with us, and left.
We headed back to my house.
I don’t know if they found whoever they were looking for, but I can bet he was camped out in that area for a while, knowing that he had a couple unaware fall guys right next door.
That spotlight made it crystal clear (painfully clear) the difference between light and dark.
You guys have been around the neighborhood long enough to know there’s a difference.
Even still, I’d like to give a demonstration that to you know.
So, if I can get the crew in the back to turn all the lights down.
All the way down.
The spotlights and the house lights, too.
Then, I’ll get this flashlight on.
And, you can see.
Really clearly.
There’s a big difference between light and dark.
If I shine it over here on this side, you all could write a note.
On the other side, you’re just out of luck I guess.
It’s not perfectly dark in here.
It’s not pitch black.
But, you can still see well enough: In the dark, light makes a huge difference.
But, it doesn’t just have to be a big spotlight like this one.
Even if I have a smaller source of light, like this lighter.
Even all the way in the back.
You can clearly tell that there is a light source somewhere.
That contrast isn’t new, if you’ve been around the Bible for a minute.
As the lights are coming back up (thank you audio/visual team), I want you to turn to each other and answer this one question.
It won’t take long, and we’ll sortof collect and compare answers once we’re done.
But, here’s the question.
Question: When you think about the difference between light and dark, what one thing comes to mind?
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