By Chaplain (Capt.) Joseph McCall
Special to GUIDON
I’m a native Floridian, and in Florida, we only have two seasons — hot and hotter.
Growing up the Florida summers were brutal. If you stood in one place for too long the soles of your shoes would begin to melt. During the summer, most Saturday afternoons would be play time.
The neighborhood kids would be outside from noon until the street lights came on. The one thing we all looked forward to was a visit from the ice cream tuck.
The problem was the ice cream man rarely came down our street. I remember one faithful Saturday, while playing outside with friends, we heard the sweet music of the ice cream truck.
We ran and asked our parents for money. We came out excitedly awaiting the ice cream truck, and then, nothing. A look of disappointment formed on all our faces, except one. He remained excited and kept his joy.
One of the kids asked him, “what are you so excited about?” He said, “listen, you hear that? Yea, it’s music from the ice cream truck.”
Exactly. The truck may not be on our street, but it’s in our neighborhood.
In Hab. 3:17-18, the Prophet Habakkuk says, “Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.”
Our joy is not connected to what’s happening but to Christ our savior.
No matter what situation you find yourself in, you can remain joyful because Christ is in your neighborhood and at any time, he could be on your street.
(Editor’s note: McCall is the 58th Infantry Regiment chaplain.)