Travel is a freeing
experience…as I have often described it…a “come to Jesus moment”. To have the
opportunity to see the world and further more to see how blessed we are to be
American is a priceless realization. Having had the chance to see some of this
vast world I have had more than a few “come to Jesus moments”. It happened at
the top of the Leaning Tower of Pisa and it happened at the entrance gate of
the Taj Mahal. It happened as we stood above the clouds atop of a volcano in
Hawaii. It even happened at the foot of the Piton Mountains on an island called
St. Lucia. But now…right this very moment, I brace myself as I venture to point
my mind to our next “moment”. This time, ironically enough, it will be an
actual “come to Jesus” moment.
Our next adventure is planned to
take place in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Our choice of Brazil was not an easy one,
throwing around Thailand and Australia, Morocco and New Zealand as our next
vacation destinations. Egypt still being elusive due to civil unrest, the
pyramids are still a few moments away. This time we wanted to return to a place
tropical, a place filled with sunshine and beaches, but we still wanted to continue
to check off our goal of seeing the world’s wonders. After much deliberation
Rio seemed to be the sensible compromise.
Surely, we never make our
decisions solely based on price or hotel reviews or flight time or cultural
intrigue. No, sometimes we choose based on other important criteria that have served
to sway our choice, like songs (God Is Real by India Arie - St. Lucia) and food
(Curry found in India). This time it was a movie. Rio. The movie about the two
Blue Macaws that fell in love. Yes, that RIO. Jamie Foxx, George Lopez…brilliant,
inspiring Rio. So will we see the famous blue birds? I doubt it, but our hope
is that we will see one other famous feature in Rio…The Christ.
Who is “The Christ”? More
importantly, why “The Christ”?
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I do not believe in idol worship
or bowing down to structures as representatives of God, but rather giving
respect to God’s handy work. Like the miracle of the Sistine Chapel,
Michelangelo could not have laid on his back for endless hours daily and yearly
without the awesome assistance of one greater than himself (whether he was
aware of it or not). Similarly, those who may have created the awe inspiring
wonders of the world for the love of their companion, praise to nature, honor
of self or by force by an oppressor really were caring out the handy work of God
himself. At least for me, when I see these awesome wonders I can’t help but
think about Heaven and how much more awesome it must be there in the presence
of the real Christ who has redeemed us by his mercy.
So what will it be like to visit
Tujica Forest National Park where Christ the Redeemer lives? It will be a “come
to Jesus” moment…another reminder of how small we are and how big he is.