my worlds colliding

collision

• instance of one moving object or person striking violently against another : a midair collision between two aircrafts.

• an instance of conflict between opposing ideas, interests, or factions : a collision between experience and theory | cultures in collision.

As I begin writing this, I’m currently 35,000 feet above the Atlantic Ocean and I’m preparing mentally, emotionally and spiritually for something I have yet to experience in my short 29 years of existence, that being – a collision of my world! As I sit here writing this, Kachna is watching the Michael Jackson tribute, Martin is over my left shoulder laughing at a movie and Matej is sawing logs in a deep sleep. This three guys are about to experience a whole new world in about 4 hours, but I’m also about to experience this collision. I can’t wait!

The levels of collision will be interesting. Yes there will be the collision of Czech and American cultures, which are “two of my worlds.” But there will also be the world that I work in and my family, that world as well with those who support me through prayer and financially. Then on top of that there will be this collision of the skeptic, I’m-an-atheist Czech world with American Christianity in the form of meeting my ministry partners (a.k.a. supporters) and also meeting Christian college students. I’m sure there are some more worlds that will collide over the next two weeks, but those are the ones that come to mind right now.

Collisions indeed can be deadly and even ugly (which I’m hoping and praying won’t be the coming collision for us), but I like to see beautiful collisions and also think of collisions as beautiful things. See when things collide there are marks, their are results from a collision, these results can either be deadly or beautiful. Or even both deadly and beautiful. I think back on my freshman year of college and the collision that it was. My world of cultural Christianity and I’m-a-Christian-because-I-go-to-church-every-now-and-then attitude colliding with the true God. In that collision there was both death and life. It was indeed beautiful. I’m praying that the coming collisions will bring the death that is necessary for life, and thus beauty. Would you pray with me for beautiful collisions and also I encourage you to go out today, stir things up, be a revolution and be part of some beautiful collisions!