Risk and Luck, and Space Invaders

I'm not much of a gamer, never really have been. When we have people over to play games, I'd rather sit in the room with everyone and play the role of the DJ from my laptop. So Risk and Luck don't have to do with games.

Risk is the title of a book by Kenny Luck, who is the pastor of men's ministry at Saddleback and the president of Every Man Ministries. I've been meaning to read it for months, and I've been able to grab a few chapters each night for the past few nights.

Last night the thing that grabbed me was his chapter on Space Invaders, and every man's need to have another man invade his personal space. There's a fundamental difference between old-school accountability (in which the dude who crosses the sin line gets yelled at by the dude who doesn't get how accountability is supposed to work) and the kind of relationship in which each one of us watches out for the other, and works aggressively to help the other to stay out of trouble. In the example that Luck used, one guy referred to himself as a human guardrail. The Space Invading man gets in his buddy's business, because often that's what it takes to spur one another on to love and good deeds (Hebrews 10:24). Intentional questions and pointed conversations about who I am and who I want to become have to take place.

I've got a couple of guys in my life who could be that kind of friend to me. Andy and I meet every once in a while to talk that intentionally. I want to live a life inspected, because I want my life to count!