I met a fellow named Darryl on my trip to Calfornia. Darryl is a hang gliding enthusiast. I had a chance to talk with him on a 45 minute drive back down the mountain after I watched my daughter jump off a cliff as she took her turn for tandem hang gliding.
I asked Darryl why he liked to hang glide. He said he loved hang gliding because it was an adrenaline high, ’sort of like cocaine’. Darryl had both his front teeth missing, had trouble putting words together to form a complete sentence and had apparently moved to California because people were ‘looking for him’ in another state. But, I like Darryl! One thing about him.. there are no pretensions.
After a moment or two, the neurons finally fired up and he realized what he had said. He cut his eyes toward me and said, “Not that I do that stuff though… any… um..” Then he told me that he was chased out of a previous state because his pothead friends thought he was going to turn them in.
Well, it seems that Darryl has flown high by several methods - BUT his favorite is hang gliding. He likes to soar above everything, just him and the occasional bird. He’s no longer earth-bound, but free! For that time, he relishes being above it all, no problems, no worries, nobody chasing you from a previous state.
I hope Darryl has many more good flights, but I also pray for Darryl that he will one day meet the Creator of those winds he likes to ride, that he will ‘rise up on wings as eagles’ in an unpretentious relationship with Jesus Christ. The true worshipper, worshipping in spirit and truth, has many opportunities to ‘fly high’ in communion with God.
Darryl - I doubt you’ll ever read this - but thanks for the high time in California! Catch a thermal, dude!