See then that you walk circumspectly, not as fools but as wise, redeeming the time, because the days are evil. – Ephesians 5:15-16
It’s been a week. Seven days since a family was ripped apart. Since a hero met his Maker. A gasp echoed around the world.
The tragic death of Kobe Bryant has taken our collective breath away.
My kids and I grew up in Southern California, so we feel private ownership of the loss, and yet, this loss impacts all. Transcends all, according to elite athletes and reporters.
The news broke mere moments after my son’s middle school team emerged from their first game of the weekend. Tears. Disbelief. And another baller battle waiting. They left it all on the court – for Kobe.
“He is my hero,” Sam sobbed that night.
“Since I was little.” He fell into my arms and I prayed.
“I played for Kobe,” he said. I nodded and I cried.
Ten years he worked to emulate Mamba with his deep three’s and impossible fade-aways. An icon who was untouchable and invincible in our eyes. Blink. Blink. Swallow the frog in my throat. He’s gone.
Heads bowed. 24 seconds of silence in his honor.
How do we dig out hope from beneath the rubble? How can we redeem the time?
This week, Kobe’s death teed up poignant conversations, not only with my kids, but also with family, coworkers, strangers, and now, all of you. We took inventory of what’s important in life. We admired the Mamba Mentality and resolved to make the most of the talents God gave us. We grieved those in our lives who have passed or from whom we are estranged. We loved.
And, amid moving tributes and choked up emotions, let us realize the permanence of death and the hope of eternal redemption found in the saving work of Jesus Christ.
The greatest rip off, the most significant trick in Satan’s arsenal is regret. Make up. Reach out. Be kind. Repent. Grab onto the hope that transcends.
Great resource: Kobe and the ABC of true security by Pastor, Miles McPherson