"Don't you realize? The next time you see sky, it'll be over another town. The next time you take a test, it'll be in some other school. Our parents, they want the best of stuff for us. But right now, they got to do what's right for them. Because it's their time. Their time! Up there! Down here, it's our time. It's our time down here. That's all over the second we ride up Troy's bucket." -Mikey Walsh, The Goonies
Mikey had it right. It was their time down there. And it's funny. I've wanted it to be MY time right here, wherever here was for me at that time. And with all that wanting for it to be the right time, I've realized that the time has been passing! I can't believe that I've already hit 30! Ready yourselves for a cliche... It seems like only yesterday... I was leaving the coziness of my Michigan home and venturing off to a distant state.
And here I am. In that distant state, having ventured around the world and back, and somehow all this growing up has left me feeling more like a Goonie than a Grown Up. So, looking back, I feel like I've kind of failed at the whole growing up thing, in loo of adventure and hopes of a pirate's treasure. Can you blame me, though? We all have some measure of adventure in us. I just tapped into way more than some other people I know. I've been able to chase my dreams of acting and filming, playing music, taking photos, and writing, and have traveled to Europe, Africa, and Asia, not to mention (but I am anyway) traveling across the US many times over. And all the while, I've tried to maintain a geekiness and goofy sense of humor (tried, anyways). Jealous yet? Well, let me tell about the failing part first.
In the wake of being a Goonie, much has been sacraficed, lost, or abandoned. I've gone far too long without seeing my family in Michigan. I've put my relationships with women ahead of my relationship with God far too often. I've lost a marriage. I've sacraficed my credit score. I've unfortunately never graduated, despite 7 years of college. I've found a huge pit of debt in the ground where I had hoped to find treasure. And I don't have a solidified job with benefits and such in my career right now. So, being a Goonie doesn't quite seem like the wisest decision, huh?
The really bad news, though? We ALL have a little Goonie in us. That's right. We've all ventured beyond our comfortable means and found ourselves in a cave full of booty traps. That's what I said. Booty traps. Yours may be significantly different than mine, and maybe you CAN play a skeleton piano without hitting wrong notes, like Liberace... but I can't. And I didn't. And so here I am. 30 years-old... and still very much a Goonie.
But Paul reminds us in 2 Corinthians 12 that God's grace is sufficient for us and that his power is made perfect in our weaknesses... and many times, in our failures, even though we can't see it then and there. I'm sure when it's our time UP THERE, we'll look back and fully see and appreciate how perfectly his power, grace, and love worked in our imperfect, sinful lives.
What I've come to realize, though, is that it isn't about the Goonie things I've done or MY decisions, but whether or not I am living this life for the sake of the Gospel or myself. Has all of my adventure been me looking for adventure? Or has it been about growing closer to God, sharing Christ's love with those I meet along the way, and letting his power be perfected in my weaknesses? And, yes I am a Christian, which actually means I daily live out the waged war within myself to submit to God's grace through faith, or to seek out false joy in something other than Christ. (Check out Paul's explanation of the war between the law and the Spirit in Romans 7-8, and Reality LA's podcasts "The War Inside" parts 1-3). And though I've seen my share of booty traps within these tunnels, I've realized they can be used to help me grow closer to God, to better understand his grace and true faith, to better share the Gospel of Christ's love, and to help me mature, letting his grace be sufficient for me (cause it is, whether I agree or not) and his power be perfected in me (whether I feel it or not)... which has nothing to do with my Chucks, ripped jeans, hoodies, iPhone, and video games. But it has all to do with my heart, my soul, & my mind. And with all of those, I want to be a Goonie for God. One of God's Goonies. Wow. That sounds so cheesy. But, you know what?
God's given us only a short time here on earth. I have a hard time believing he made us to just grow into wearing suits, buying fancy cars, dealing with our mutual funds and worrying about our 401Ks, buying land and building a house, and looking down on those who aren't like us. In fact, all of this world's comforts and worries remind me a little of Troy and his bucket. If the Goonies decided to ride up Troy's bucket, they never would have matured as much as they did. And they never would have come face to face with One-Eyed Willie and his treasure, which benefited all of the Boondocks. And I guess Willie might like Jesus (cause I am looking forward to coming face to face with my savior) and the treasure like Heaven (though I don't see Heaven as a bunch of Dabloons), so I may be reaching a little. ;) But one long ride up that bucket can disable us from pressing on toward the goal that God has called us to.
You see, he's given us time here on earth to prepare his Kingdom, and spread the Gospel far and wide. And by tapping into the Goonie within, we all might be able to mature down the path that God has for us (whether you wear a suit or a pair of Chucks day to day... or both!), and hopefully we'll be able to say "Sloth love Chunk." no matter how hard Chunk may be to love. And through our Goonie adventures, and booty traps, our faith in the God above may be strengthened, and his grace may abound, to his glory, not ours. For, all the outward things that don't resemble the world's maturity in our lives, just might be the Goonieness that God's given us to glorify him with.
Because right now, it's His time. His time... up there. Down here, it's our time. It's our time down here. But remember... that's all over the second we ride up Troy's bucket.
"But whatever gain I had, I counted as loss for the sake of Christ. Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the supassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which comes through faith in Christ, the righteousness from God that depends on faith- that I may know him and the power of his resurrection, and may share his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, that by any means possible I may attain the resurrection from the dead. Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own. Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do; forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus. Let those of us who are mature think this way, and if in anything you think otherwise, God will reveal that also to you. Only let us hold true to what we have attained." -Paul (one of God's Goonies) Philippians 3.7-16