Everyone is all about bringing in the New Year, especially right now, just 95 minutes away from the "ball dropping" and ushering in 2013. People are partying, laughing, eating, playing games, dancing and making goals (formerly known as New Year's resolutions). But, as I sit here, anticipating the new year (I will probably be asleep before the new year begins), there is something I need to do first. It is something I would encourage everyone to do...reflect on 2012. Before we move on to 2013, let me reflect on some things God did, for me personally, in 2012.
1. He gave me the vision of leading our church through a Bible reading, memorization and book reading schedule. This was a way for our church body to grow together, even as we individually pursued God and His Word. Although I was only there for a few months this year, it ended up being an incredible growing process for me, especially in reading through the Bible chronologically. And our family worked on, and is still working on memorizing Colossians.
2. He led me through a very difficult time. We all go through times when we feel alone, betrayed and hurt. At a very low time for me this year, God was right there, holding me up, speaking truth to me; and giving me others to encourage my heart.
3. He forgave my sins. This is not a one time action on God's part. When I was willing to confess and repent, "He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins..." Facing my weaknesses has been tough, and yet knowing that God still loves me, forgives me and restores me encourages my heart.
4. He provided for our family. He incredibly sold our home. He opened up a place for our family to live. He provided part-time work for me. He has provided, as He promised, everything we need. And He has gone beyond in many ways.
5. He has given me my passion back for ministry as a pastor. The end of my most previous ministry was rough and He knew I needed some time for rest, reflection and restoration. During these months, God has helped me see who I am, who He is, and what is most important in my life. He has also directed me back to serving Him as a pastor, once He opens the right door and the right time. I am refocused and re energized, to serve Him once again according to His calling on my life.
So, as I enter 2013, I first praise God for 2012; and especially for what I learned about Him. He is the faithful God who keeps His promises; and I don't expect that to change just because the ball drops at midnight. To God be the glory!
Monday, December 31, 2012
Monday, December 24, 2012
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS...AND CALEB...AND GABRIELLE
The popular thing among many Christians is to talk about Christmas as Jesus' birthday, although I haven't heard any true biblical scholar tell me that December 25th is even close to when Jesus was born. However, it is an awesome thing, for Jesus' followers, to be able to focus on Him, rather than just on the buying and wrapping and giving and receiving of gifts...for ourselves. It is a honor to remind my family that Jesus is the the one who gave the greatest gift ever; and it is only because of His great sacrifice, that we have anything eternal to celebrate. The gifts we have from Him are those that cannot be purchased, stolen or broken.
And because of the work Jesus has done, we can also truly celebrate the other amazing gifts He has given; such as our children. Caleb and Gabrielle just turned 12 a couple days ago...incredible. It has been a wonderful blessing to see them grow; although both Teresa and I would agree that it just seems too fast! But, by God's grace, they have been growing, fairly healthy, and products of His mercy. They both demonstrate a desire to walk with Jesus; and I can't think of a better gift than to have children that love Him!
So, today, on Christmas Eve, I celebrate the growing lives of Caleb and Gabrielle; and thank God for these amazing gifts. I pray that God will give me another year of watching and helping them grow in Him. And, most of all, I celebrate the birth of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Without Him, I have nothing...I am nothing. With Him, I have everything; and I am an heir of His...incredible!
Happy Birthday Jesus...and Caleb...and Gabrielle!
And because of the work Jesus has done, we can also truly celebrate the other amazing gifts He has given; such as our children. Caleb and Gabrielle just turned 12 a couple days ago...incredible. It has been a wonderful blessing to see them grow; although both Teresa and I would agree that it just seems too fast! But, by God's grace, they have been growing, fairly healthy, and products of His mercy. They both demonstrate a desire to walk with Jesus; and I can't think of a better gift than to have children that love Him!
So, today, on Christmas Eve, I celebrate the growing lives of Caleb and Gabrielle; and thank God for these amazing gifts. I pray that God will give me another year of watching and helping them grow in Him. And, most of all, I celebrate the birth of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Without Him, I have nothing...I am nothing. With Him, I have everything; and I am an heir of His...incredible!
Happy Birthday Jesus...and Caleb...and Gabrielle!
Saturday, December 15, 2012
DID YOU HEAR ABOUT...
I suppose that beginning statement could turn out to be positive or negative. And every once in a while, it is attached to tragic news. Yesterday, working the drive thru window of the best "quick service" restaurant in the world (my humble opinion), I hear that phrase, followed by: "...the school shooting in Connecticut.?" After that moment, it is about all I have been talking about, hearing about, and thinking about. There is a desire to find out more information, and it is hard waiting for more details to come out. As always, some of the first things you hear do not turn out to be true.
But what was true, was that a young man killed his mother and then drove to an elementary school and killed many others (perhaps 20 children and 6 adults?). It is so hard to imagine. Add to this that Teresa and I lived right near that town when we were first married and I was a young pastor. I knew a pastor of a church there, although he is now a foreign missionary. I know families that have lived and gone to church or school in that area (although almost 20 years ago). It still makes it seem to close; and regardless of the past connection, so heartbreaking.
Many will try to make this into a gun control issue; or perhaps a discussion of the syndrome the shooter is said to have or multiple personality disorders. The talk will be of school safety and other concerns that are connected to a tragedy like this. But, for those of us who follow Christ, there is a greater concern: that God will be glorified through this tragedy. That eternal victories will take place, which far outlast this short, temporal life. This is a time to pray for these families and to focus on our God.
So, hear is my prayer, without really knowing all the details, but mourning the tragedy nonetheless:
"Lord, you are sovereign God. To you goes all the glory. We have no idea why you allowed this tragedy, but we know it goes to the sinful hearts of man. I pray that you will be close to and comfort the families and friends of those that have been killed. I pray that you will, somehow, turn this into eternal glory. That is, because of this tragedy, people will see the temporary nature of this life and turn to you for eternal security. I pray people will focus on loving others, knowing that our time together is very short. Whether it is a tragedy like this, or natural death, or some other way, we are here for a short time. Lord, please draw our attention to you; and may those who follow you be bold in comforting and challenging those who have lost loved ones, to turn to you. May you receive the glory for being the only one we can turn to in a tragedy like this. Amen."
But what was true, was that a young man killed his mother and then drove to an elementary school and killed many others (perhaps 20 children and 6 adults?). It is so hard to imagine. Add to this that Teresa and I lived right near that town when we were first married and I was a young pastor. I knew a pastor of a church there, although he is now a foreign missionary. I know families that have lived and gone to church or school in that area (although almost 20 years ago). It still makes it seem to close; and regardless of the past connection, so heartbreaking.
Many will try to make this into a gun control issue; or perhaps a discussion of the syndrome the shooter is said to have or multiple personality disorders. The talk will be of school safety and other concerns that are connected to a tragedy like this. But, for those of us who follow Christ, there is a greater concern: that God will be glorified through this tragedy. That eternal victories will take place, which far outlast this short, temporal life. This is a time to pray for these families and to focus on our God.
So, hear is my prayer, without really knowing all the details, but mourning the tragedy nonetheless:
"Lord, you are sovereign God. To you goes all the glory. We have no idea why you allowed this tragedy, but we know it goes to the sinful hearts of man. I pray that you will be close to and comfort the families and friends of those that have been killed. I pray that you will, somehow, turn this into eternal glory. That is, because of this tragedy, people will see the temporary nature of this life and turn to you for eternal security. I pray people will focus on loving others, knowing that our time together is very short. Whether it is a tragedy like this, or natural death, or some other way, we are here for a short time. Lord, please draw our attention to you; and may those who follow you be bold in comforting and challenging those who have lost loved ones, to turn to you. May you receive the glory for being the only one we can turn to in a tragedy like this. Amen."
Sunday, December 9, 2012
ROOKIE OF THE YEAR
It finally happened: all that work I put in...the long hours practicing...being the last one out of the facility...it was all worth it. We can't talk, yet anyway, about the hall of fame; but one thing is for certain; and no one can take it away from me: I am the Rookie of the Year! Just think back through all the names of those who have had that honor. Some of them have turned out to be the greatest athletes of all time. Will that happen for me? I don't know. Tomorrow, it's back to the gym and more practice, working harder than anyone else. But, for today, it's time to celebrate this incredible accomplishment!
So, what did you win Rookie of the Year for? The NBA, NFL, MLB, fastest growing business? What was it? Well, um...it was Rookie of the Year for my fast food, I mean quick service restaurant.
All the fast food restaurants of the country? No. Of the state? No. Of your city? No. Just my quick service restaurant. Are you the only one who won that award in your restaurant? Stop asking so many questions. Just let me bask in whatever glory is left (now that you've ruined it!)
I highly recommend to any readers, that you only read the first paragraph of this entry. It's the best one, by far, out of the two; and for some reason, I just like it much better!
p.s. anyone desiring my autograph can send an old carry out bag from the one and only quick service restaurant (you know which one); and I'd be happy to sign it Rookie of the Year!...as long as you promise to not put it up on e-bay in some kind of get rich quick scheme...........
So, what did you win Rookie of the Year for? The NBA, NFL, MLB, fastest growing business? What was it? Well, um...it was Rookie of the Year for my fast food, I mean quick service restaurant.
All the fast food restaurants of the country? No. Of the state? No. Of your city? No. Just my quick service restaurant. Are you the only one who won that award in your restaurant? Stop asking so many questions. Just let me bask in whatever glory is left (now that you've ruined it!)
I highly recommend to any readers, that you only read the first paragraph of this entry. It's the best one, by far, out of the two; and for some reason, I just like it much better!
p.s. anyone desiring my autograph can send an old carry out bag from the one and only quick service restaurant (you know which one); and I'd be happy to sign it Rookie of the Year!...as long as you promise to not put it up on e-bay in some kind of get rich quick scheme...........
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
I HOPE IT IS TRUE
I had the privilege, this week, of meeting with my current pastor; which was a blessing for several reasons. It is a fairly larger church, so being able to meet with the senior pastor was great. I have known his name and some of his speaking for years, but I don't know him personally yet. However, I already had respect for him; and based on how he treated me, a nobody that he didn't know, my level of respect has grown considerably. The important thing is not who he is, or the details of our conversation; but one statement he made that encouraged me the most.
He said this: "The most effective ministry years are in between the ages of 50 and 75." You may want to read that again, as I needed to replay it in mind as soon as he said it. "The most effective ministry years are in between the ages of 50 and 75." I commented that I had never heard that; and that it seems most people, even in ministry, talk about it as though the opposite is true. He didn't have a book or Gallup poll or statistics that he was quoting (perhaps he did but didn't mention them to me). It may be that someone he respected told him that. It may be that since he is in that age window and has been used greatly by God, that he has seen it first hand. It may be that he has seen it in others. He definitely believed it to be true; and I hope it's true.
He said that many younger guys in ministry have a hard time not making it about themselves. They have dreams of building something big and are really concerned about how others view them. That is, of course, a generalization and not true of everyone. But, he believed most young guys, including when he was younger in ministry, focused on some of the urgent things rather than what was most important...maybe. He also said he needed to come to a place in his ministry, and did in his late 40's, when he realized he needed to put aside the things he "could do" and focus, instead, on the things he "had to do", or "must do" or "should do".
Guys a little more "seasoned" in ministry tend to have grown in wisdom as it relates to the futility of pleasing others. They have the potential of having a broader, more eternal view of life and ministry; especially as they realize their time is (as the Bible promises) short. This allows them not to be as distracted in the process of ministry, or derailed by other good, but not most important pursuits. They also don't need to be as influenced by the plans and pleas of others, that may very well detract for the purpose and goals God has put in his heart and directed in ministry.
I hope this is true. As I near that age window, and have a desire to be in ministry again, as a pastor, I desire to have God use me effectively, even more effectively than ever before. I pray that everything God has taught me along the way will help me be prepared to serve Him, better than ever, in a way that will honor Him and bring Him glory. I hope and pray it is true!
He said this: "The most effective ministry years are in between the ages of 50 and 75." You may want to read that again, as I needed to replay it in mind as soon as he said it. "The most effective ministry years are in between the ages of 50 and 75." I commented that I had never heard that; and that it seems most people, even in ministry, talk about it as though the opposite is true. He didn't have a book or Gallup poll or statistics that he was quoting (perhaps he did but didn't mention them to me). It may be that someone he respected told him that. It may be that since he is in that age window and has been used greatly by God, that he has seen it first hand. It may be that he has seen it in others. He definitely believed it to be true; and I hope it's true.
He said that many younger guys in ministry have a hard time not making it about themselves. They have dreams of building something big and are really concerned about how others view them. That is, of course, a generalization and not true of everyone. But, he believed most young guys, including when he was younger in ministry, focused on some of the urgent things rather than what was most important...maybe. He also said he needed to come to a place in his ministry, and did in his late 40's, when he realized he needed to put aside the things he "could do" and focus, instead, on the things he "had to do", or "must do" or "should do".
Guys a little more "seasoned" in ministry tend to have grown in wisdom as it relates to the futility of pleasing others. They have the potential of having a broader, more eternal view of life and ministry; especially as they realize their time is (as the Bible promises) short. This allows them not to be as distracted in the process of ministry, or derailed by other good, but not most important pursuits. They also don't need to be as influenced by the plans and pleas of others, that may very well detract for the purpose and goals God has put in his heart and directed in ministry.
I hope this is true. As I near that age window, and have a desire to be in ministry again, as a pastor, I desire to have God use me effectively, even more effectively than ever before. I pray that everything God has taught me along the way will help me be prepared to serve Him, better than ever, in a way that will honor Him and bring Him glory. I hope and pray it is true!
Thursday, November 22, 2012
HAPPY THANKSGIVING
I heard someone the other day talk about the holidays and their significance. One person was saying that it is about remembering God and what He has done for us. But, the others were focusing on family and eating and football and buying gifts. People talk about being thankful, at least on Thanksgiving, but they don't always have a person that they know (God), to whom they can pour out their thanks. For those of us who are followers of Jesus, we know where everything we have and enjoy comes from; and we know who deserves our thanks.
Lord, thank you for being you. You are the one and only God, the faithful Lord, the Creator of the Universe; and the lover of my soul. Only in you, does everyone and everything receive their life and breath; and even a reason to live. You are love, you are full of grace and mercy; and your love endures forever. You defeated sin and death; and because of that victory, we can have victory, and eternal life as well. You deserve all praise!
Thank you for my physical life, but more so for my spiritual life. My days are numbered and will be over soon. But, then I get to live with you forever. Thank you! Thank you for saving me, and for fulfilling your promise to keep working on me and in me throughout my days. Thanks for your Holy Spirit who is sanctifying me, convicting me and teaching me your ways. Thanks for your Word, to guide me, to encourage and comfort me, regardless of my circumstances. Thank you for every moment of every day, in which I have to enjoy your blessings and to live for you.
And thank you, Lord, for my family. Thank you for a wife that loves you, me and our children. Thank you for all the blessings I have received in knowing and loving her. Thank you for my children, who are each growing in their own way; and coming to love you more and more. Thank you for the privilege of leading them; and for their forgiveness when I do not lead very well. Thank you for all the laughter, and the sorrow, the days of this life with my family, as we walk through it together.
May you be forever praised; and may we always be thankful!
Lord, thank you for being you. You are the one and only God, the faithful Lord, the Creator of the Universe; and the lover of my soul. Only in you, does everyone and everything receive their life and breath; and even a reason to live. You are love, you are full of grace and mercy; and your love endures forever. You defeated sin and death; and because of that victory, we can have victory, and eternal life as well. You deserve all praise!
Thank you for my physical life, but more so for my spiritual life. My days are numbered and will be over soon. But, then I get to live with you forever. Thank you! Thank you for saving me, and for fulfilling your promise to keep working on me and in me throughout my days. Thanks for your Holy Spirit who is sanctifying me, convicting me and teaching me your ways. Thanks for your Word, to guide me, to encourage and comfort me, regardless of my circumstances. Thank you for every moment of every day, in which I have to enjoy your blessings and to live for you.
And thank you, Lord, for my family. Thank you for a wife that loves you, me and our children. Thank you for all the blessings I have received in knowing and loving her. Thank you for my children, who are each growing in their own way; and coming to love you more and more. Thank you for the privilege of leading them; and for their forgiveness when I do not lead very well. Thank you for all the laughter, and the sorrow, the days of this life with my family, as we walk through it together.
May you be forever praised; and may we always be thankful!
Saturday, November 17, 2012
WORDLESS MUSIC
There are all kinds of music, and certainly music without words can be very soothing, enjoyable, and even powerful. There are many tunes that are easily recognized as soon as you hear them; and they are often connected with a memory that makes it enjoyable, or painful. But, sometimes, I think music without words are empty, in vain. I thought of this while working a few weeks ago. The music can really, only, be heard, faintly, in the restrooms (or perhaps it is my bad hearing). I recognized the music as Christian contemporary. It included some of my favorite worship songs. I was singing ever so faintly right along with them. But something was bothering me and it didn't take me long to figure out what it was. It was wordless music.
Although it may work wonderfully with other genres of music, it doesn't (in my novice opinion) with Christian contemporary music. I'm listening to the music without the words, and thinking: "what is this"? It just seems so empty, so lifeless, such a waste. As I thought and even sang the words that go with the song, there was power, life and meaning. Not because I was singing (it may actually bring death), but because of the words. These are words that talk about the power of God, the saving grace of Jesus, and the heart of the worshipper. Without the words, it is just noise (still my opinion). It is like saying I am a Christian but not actually living that way, nor talking about my faith. As James wrote: "Faith without works is dead."
God has greatly used music, over these past several months, to encourage me, to convict and challenge me. In the darkest of times, this music has restored my soul, hearing and singing the truths that come from God's Word; and doing it in a way that only music can do - so full of fact encompassed by great emotion. So, it it time to get off my soap box; but if I am ever king of the world, it may be the first rule I implement - All Christian contemporary music must have words with the music (can I count on your support?) !
Although it may work wonderfully with other genres of music, it doesn't (in my novice opinion) with Christian contemporary music. I'm listening to the music without the words, and thinking: "what is this"? It just seems so empty, so lifeless, such a waste. As I thought and even sang the words that go with the song, there was power, life and meaning. Not because I was singing (it may actually bring death), but because of the words. These are words that talk about the power of God, the saving grace of Jesus, and the heart of the worshipper. Without the words, it is just noise (still my opinion). It is like saying I am a Christian but not actually living that way, nor talking about my faith. As James wrote: "Faith without works is dead."
God has greatly used music, over these past several months, to encourage me, to convict and challenge me. In the darkest of times, this music has restored my soul, hearing and singing the truths that come from God's Word; and doing it in a way that only music can do - so full of fact encompassed by great emotion. So, it it time to get off my soap box; but if I am ever king of the world, it may be the first rule I implement - All Christian contemporary music must have words with the music (can I count on your support?) !
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
I slept well election eve...did you?
This morning, at work, I met several people that were very tired...and very angry. They had that "world is ending, I'm ready to jump off a cliff" kind of look. I empathize, but decided to take a different approach this year. There is nothing wrong with staying up late to watch election results; or to be disappointed with results. But, I had a very different experience than many I saw today.
I have not paid much attention to the political arena recently, as I found that both "sides" acted in ways that bothered me. I know what is important to me, and how I decide to vote. Much of what has been said recently did not influence me one way or the other. Last night, as I considered the fact that I needed to get up early for work, I went to bed while everything still seemed in doubt. And in the morning, early morning, I spent my time with God - praying, reading, journaling, and praying all the way to work. On my way into my workplace, I looked at the headlines from the paper sitting in the machine outside the doors: OBAMA TRIUMPHS. Why didn't this bother me?
I prepared myself, going to the only source that can secure my heart and help me deal with whatever the outcome of the election. By God's grace, I was able to focus on the only person that really matters in any election. By attempting to take a break from the human element of an election, I sought to consider God's perspective. It is only in God and in His Word that those of us who are followers of Jesus can find the answer to questions such as: "why would God allow certain people to be in power"?;
"doesn't God want to overturn some of the unbiblical things that have been introduced by ungodly leaders"? Doesn't God vote Republican?
God allowed me to focus not on the things that we all wish were answered, specifically, in the Bible; but on what we do know, what we can believe, what we can trust in, where our hearts can settle after any outcome of any election:
1. God is neither Republican or Democrat
Joshua 5:13,14 - "...And Joshua went up to him and asked, Are you for us or for our enemies? Neither, he replied, but as commander of the army of the LORD I have now come..."
God is more interested in His purpose and plans, and in the end, is on His own side.
2. God is God and we are not
Daniel 4:35 - "All the inhabitants of the earth are accounted as nothing, and he does according to his will among the host of heaven and among the inhabitants of the earth; and none can stay his hand or say to him, What have you done?"
Job 40:2 - "Shall a faultfinder contend with the Almighty? He who argues with God, let him answer it."
Isaiah 55:8 - "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the LORD."
Psalm 115:3 - "Our God is in the heavens; he does all that he pleases."
In the middle of asking all of our "I don't understand" questions, we must stop and recognize that God did not intend for us to understand everything He wills, everything He allows. He is God, we are not; and He likes it that way. We are on dangerous ground when we start to question Him, about anything, including the election.
3. God's goal is to glorify Himself
None of us would have voted for the Pharaoh that would not let the Israelites go out of bondage, as described in the book of Exodus. But, in reading the story, we find out that God had a plan all along.
Exodus 10:1,2 - "Then the LORD said to Moses, Go in to Pharoah, for I have hardened his heart and the heart of his servants, that I may show these signs of mine among them, and that you may tell in the hearing of your son and of your grandson how I have dealt harshly with the Egyptians and what signs I have done among them, that you may know that I am the LORD."
And this is what God communicated to Pharaoh:
Exodus 9:16 - "But for this purpose I have raised you up, to show you my power, so that my name may be proclaimed in all the earth."
Psalm 75:7 - "But it is God who executes judgment, putting down one and lifting up another."
Daniel 2:21 - "...Blessed be the name of God forever and ever, to whom belong wisdom and might...He removes kings and sets up kings...."
God puts up rulers, not necessarily because the Christians or Republicans, or any individual votes and prays for them to be elected. God is not about our comfort or happiness or political party. He is all about His glory. And sometimes that even means putting people who disagree with God in power so that (in ways that only God can understand and figure out) God is the one, the only one who gets the glory for what He is going to do. Who elected Obama? God did...for His own purpose and glory.
Conclusion: I believe one of the main things we are to learn in any election, and in all areas of our lives, is this: We must get our hopes off of man and set them squarely, and only, on God:
Psalm 146:3,4 -"Put not your trust in princes, in a son of man, in whom there is no salvation. When his breath departs he returns to the earth; on that very day his plans perish. Blessed is he...whose hope is in the LORD his God."
Jeremiah 17:7 - "Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD, whose trust is the LORD."
I don't always trust God this well; but on this particular night, on the same night many were worried and upset...I was sleeping soundly. On the morning while many were fuming, seeing what it would take to move to Canada, and just generally angry at everyone...I was focused on God. That is why I slept well last night and will sleep well tonight. I just hope I will learn to do that in all areas of life.
If we all learn, through this, to trust God more, then we will see at least one purpose God had in mind when He cast the vote for our incumbent president.
I have not paid much attention to the political arena recently, as I found that both "sides" acted in ways that bothered me. I know what is important to me, and how I decide to vote. Much of what has been said recently did not influence me one way or the other. Last night, as I considered the fact that I needed to get up early for work, I went to bed while everything still seemed in doubt. And in the morning, early morning, I spent my time with God - praying, reading, journaling, and praying all the way to work. On my way into my workplace, I looked at the headlines from the paper sitting in the machine outside the doors: OBAMA TRIUMPHS. Why didn't this bother me?
I prepared myself, going to the only source that can secure my heart and help me deal with whatever the outcome of the election. By God's grace, I was able to focus on the only person that really matters in any election. By attempting to take a break from the human element of an election, I sought to consider God's perspective. It is only in God and in His Word that those of us who are followers of Jesus can find the answer to questions such as: "why would God allow certain people to be in power"?;
"doesn't God want to overturn some of the unbiblical things that have been introduced by ungodly leaders"? Doesn't God vote Republican?
God allowed me to focus not on the things that we all wish were answered, specifically, in the Bible; but on what we do know, what we can believe, what we can trust in, where our hearts can settle after any outcome of any election:
1. God is neither Republican or Democrat
Joshua 5:13,14 - "...And Joshua went up to him and asked, Are you for us or for our enemies? Neither, he replied, but as commander of the army of the LORD I have now come..."
God is more interested in His purpose and plans, and in the end, is on His own side.
2. God is God and we are not
Daniel 4:35 - "All the inhabitants of the earth are accounted as nothing, and he does according to his will among the host of heaven and among the inhabitants of the earth; and none can stay his hand or say to him, What have you done?"
Job 40:2 - "Shall a faultfinder contend with the Almighty? He who argues with God, let him answer it."
Isaiah 55:8 - "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the LORD."
Psalm 115:3 - "Our God is in the heavens; he does all that he pleases."
In the middle of asking all of our "I don't understand" questions, we must stop and recognize that God did not intend for us to understand everything He wills, everything He allows. He is God, we are not; and He likes it that way. We are on dangerous ground when we start to question Him, about anything, including the election.
3. God's goal is to glorify Himself
None of us would have voted for the Pharaoh that would not let the Israelites go out of bondage, as described in the book of Exodus. But, in reading the story, we find out that God had a plan all along.
Exodus 10:1,2 - "Then the LORD said to Moses, Go in to Pharoah, for I have hardened his heart and the heart of his servants, that I may show these signs of mine among them, and that you may tell in the hearing of your son and of your grandson how I have dealt harshly with the Egyptians and what signs I have done among them, that you may know that I am the LORD."
And this is what God communicated to Pharaoh:
Exodus 9:16 - "But for this purpose I have raised you up, to show you my power, so that my name may be proclaimed in all the earth."
Psalm 75:7 - "But it is God who executes judgment, putting down one and lifting up another."
Daniel 2:21 - "...Blessed be the name of God forever and ever, to whom belong wisdom and might...He removes kings and sets up kings...."
God puts up rulers, not necessarily because the Christians or Republicans, or any individual votes and prays for them to be elected. God is not about our comfort or happiness or political party. He is all about His glory. And sometimes that even means putting people who disagree with God in power so that (in ways that only God can understand and figure out) God is the one, the only one who gets the glory for what He is going to do. Who elected Obama? God did...for His own purpose and glory.
Conclusion: I believe one of the main things we are to learn in any election, and in all areas of our lives, is this: We must get our hopes off of man and set them squarely, and only, on God:
Psalm 146:3,4 -"Put not your trust in princes, in a son of man, in whom there is no salvation. When his breath departs he returns to the earth; on that very day his plans perish. Blessed is he...whose hope is in the LORD his God."
Jeremiah 17:7 - "Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD, whose trust is the LORD."
I don't always trust God this well; but on this particular night, on the same night many were worried and upset...I was sleeping soundly. On the morning while many were fuming, seeing what it would take to move to Canada, and just generally angry at everyone...I was focused on God. That is why I slept well last night and will sleep well tonight. I just hope I will learn to do that in all areas of life.
If we all learn, through this, to trust God more, then we will see at least one purpose God had in mind when He cast the vote for our incumbent president.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
DEAR ANONYMOUS
I have often heard the stories, from speakers, who explain how they needed a certain amount of money; and after praying, God brought what they needed - usually the exact amount - in amazing ways. I have also been an eye witness, in our own family, of how God has provided for us, again and again, without us really knowing how He was going to do it - and many times from unexpected sources. It is a blessing to bless others, and to thank others who have blessed us. But, I really appreciate the "anonymous" gift. When I have been able to bless someone in some way, without them knowing who I am, it has been a special blessing just to serve without reward or recognition from man.
This week, our family, once again, received the undeserved blessing from God; but this time, it was through an anonymous giver. We received a note in the mail, handwritten and addressed to each one in our family. It communicated a concern that God would bless us as we see what He has for us. Included in the note was a handful of cash. I won't tell you how much, and I'm thinking the anonymous person probably doesn't want you to know; and may not even like me writing about him/her. However, since he/she is anonymous, I think they're safe in the telling of this story. What I can say is it was an incredible blessing as cash is pretty sparse right now and our expenses (even in living with family) are higher than my income. God blessed us in a special way and all real praise goes to Him (as always)!
But, I would like to take a moment, just in case Mr./Mrs. anonymous gets around to reading this blog entry, to thank you "Mr." anonymous. I was thinking about what I would say to you if I knew who you were; and I figured I should tell you these things anyway.
Dear Anonymous,
Thank you so much for the note and gift you sent to our family this week! It was unexpected, undeserved, but very much appreciated. I don't know your situation, but I am guessing that you don't just have a bunch of cash sitting around that you are looking to get rid of. Your gift represents some kind of sacrifice on your part, in some way, I am sure. Thank you for thinking of us, finding our address, writing the note and including such a generous gift.
We have been depending on God to provide everything we need. I am working hard at a job, and working hard to find other work that might allow us to pay all our bills and get out on our own someday. In the meantime, we have been greatly blessed by family and friends who have sought to meet our needs in special ways, at just the right time. We don't know who you are, but you are counted as one of our dear friends, as you have stepped forward to be God's hands in caring for us at this time.
THANK YOU!
Lord, please bless this anonymous giver. Re-pay him/her with more blessings than he/she could ever imagine; and may all glory go to you. Please use him/her in others lives, to be a blessing to them as he/she has been a blessing to us. And may we remember that as we have been blessed, we can bless others. Thanks you, Lord, for you are the one who has provided for us; and have used this special person in our lives.
So, anonymous, may God bless you; and may you continue to walk closely with Him. We will not forget your kindness.
The Whiting Family
This week, our family, once again, received the undeserved blessing from God; but this time, it was through an anonymous giver. We received a note in the mail, handwritten and addressed to each one in our family. It communicated a concern that God would bless us as we see what He has for us. Included in the note was a handful of cash. I won't tell you how much, and I'm thinking the anonymous person probably doesn't want you to know; and may not even like me writing about him/her. However, since he/she is anonymous, I think they're safe in the telling of this story. What I can say is it was an incredible blessing as cash is pretty sparse right now and our expenses (even in living with family) are higher than my income. God blessed us in a special way and all real praise goes to Him (as always)!
But, I would like to take a moment, just in case Mr./Mrs. anonymous gets around to reading this blog entry, to thank you "Mr." anonymous. I was thinking about what I would say to you if I knew who you were; and I figured I should tell you these things anyway.
Dear Anonymous,
Thank you so much for the note and gift you sent to our family this week! It was unexpected, undeserved, but very much appreciated. I don't know your situation, but I am guessing that you don't just have a bunch of cash sitting around that you are looking to get rid of. Your gift represents some kind of sacrifice on your part, in some way, I am sure. Thank you for thinking of us, finding our address, writing the note and including such a generous gift.
We have been depending on God to provide everything we need. I am working hard at a job, and working hard to find other work that might allow us to pay all our bills and get out on our own someday. In the meantime, we have been greatly blessed by family and friends who have sought to meet our needs in special ways, at just the right time. We don't know who you are, but you are counted as one of our dear friends, as you have stepped forward to be God's hands in caring for us at this time.
THANK YOU!
Lord, please bless this anonymous giver. Re-pay him/her with more blessings than he/she could ever imagine; and may all glory go to you. Please use him/her in others lives, to be a blessing to them as he/she has been a blessing to us. And may we remember that as we have been blessed, we can bless others. Thanks you, Lord, for you are the one who has provided for us; and have used this special person in our lives.
So, anonymous, may God bless you; and may you continue to walk closely with Him. We will not forget your kindness.
The Whiting Family
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Nikki tries to hide her "stuff"
I do love my dog...really...I do. For the most part, she has been a blessing to our family. There are days when you might hear us say things that don't sound like she is a blessing; but overall, it is true. There are things about her that amuse me, and I was reminded of one, in particular the other day. When we take her out to go do her "business" (that's going to the "potty" for those of you not familiar with this terminology), she has a habit which just cracks me up.
When she goes #2 (please ask your mother if further explanation is needed), she will do "her thing" and begin to walk away from it. Then, she will dig in her heels and try to kick up dirt (or whatever is on top of the ground at the time) back onto her "stuff" (doggie "doodoo" for those of you still struggling). She very rarely kicks much up at all; and when she does, she is usually too far away to actually cover any of her "stuff". I sometimes ask her out loud, as I chuckle: "what are you doing dog? do you really think you're covering up your mess"?
I have often thought of the spiritual lesson this brings to mind; and then the other day, as I was thinking it, my wife actually said it. What Nikki tried to do is what we, what I have tried to do. We make a mess (sin), and we make attempts to cover it up. We pretend its not there, or we deceive, or justify it; or do any variety of "stupid" things to cover up what cannot be humanly covered. When we try to cover it, like a dog, I can imagine God shaking his head, saying: "Greg, what are you trying to do? Do you really think you can hide it"? And eventually, for all of us, our stinking sin is revealed. If not now, it will be some day. We cannot hide from God.
There is a good turn to this story. Although there is no hope for Nikki, there is hope for me. Once we bring our sin into the light (or more accurately, God brings it into the light), we have the opportunity to have it covered. But, the only way it is covered and buried, never to be seen again, is to be covered by the blood and forgiveness of Jesus Christ. When Jesus covers our sin, it is covered. And when we act like Jesus, toward other's sins, we are able to participate in an amazing thing: "love covers a multitude of sins". So, let's not play the dog's game and pretend we can hide it. Let's be honest, open, transparent, telling the truth, confessing, repenting; and then living in the grace and mercy of God, which covers and casts out ALL of our sin!
When she goes #2 (please ask your mother if further explanation is needed), she will do "her thing" and begin to walk away from it. Then, she will dig in her heels and try to kick up dirt (or whatever is on top of the ground at the time) back onto her "stuff" (doggie "doodoo" for those of you still struggling). She very rarely kicks much up at all; and when she does, she is usually too far away to actually cover any of her "stuff". I sometimes ask her out loud, as I chuckle: "what are you doing dog? do you really think you're covering up your mess"?
I have often thought of the spiritual lesson this brings to mind; and then the other day, as I was thinking it, my wife actually said it. What Nikki tried to do is what we, what I have tried to do. We make a mess (sin), and we make attempts to cover it up. We pretend its not there, or we deceive, or justify it; or do any variety of "stupid" things to cover up what cannot be humanly covered. When we try to cover it, like a dog, I can imagine God shaking his head, saying: "Greg, what are you trying to do? Do you really think you can hide it"? And eventually, for all of us, our stinking sin is revealed. If not now, it will be some day. We cannot hide from God.
There is a good turn to this story. Although there is no hope for Nikki, there is hope for me. Once we bring our sin into the light (or more accurately, God brings it into the light), we have the opportunity to have it covered. But, the only way it is covered and buried, never to be seen again, is to be covered by the blood and forgiveness of Jesus Christ. When Jesus covers our sin, it is covered. And when we act like Jesus, toward other's sins, we are able to participate in an amazing thing: "love covers a multitude of sins". So, let's not play the dog's game and pretend we can hide it. Let's be honest, open, transparent, telling the truth, confessing, repenting; and then living in the grace and mercy of God, which covers and casts out ALL of our sin!
Saturday, October 20, 2012
LONE SURVIVOR: A book review
I overheard my eldest son and my brother-in-law talking about this book; and it sounded good. So, I asked Teresa to reserve it at the library; and then read through the almost 400 pages fairly quickly. That means: I liked the book. I suppose my review could stop there, but that wouldn't be a very good review, would it? The title of this blog entry is the title of the book, with this subtitle: "The eyewitness account of operation Redwing and the lost heroes of Seal Team 10." I enjoy reading, but mostly books about the church and ministry; or personal, spiritual growth. This book is the exception, along with others that are true accounts. I love true stories of history, especially as it relates to defending and protecting our blessed Country.
I'll get the negative on the table right away and out of the way: the language. I would not recommend this book for children, or for those who struggle with foul language if they hear it or read it. The really disappointing part of this is that the author claimed to be a follower of Jesus. The fruit of true repentance, however, was not seen in his writing. Only God knows. Most will forgive the language because of the dangerous life and death circumstances in which he lived, as well as his military background. It could have been left out; but then again, this man's story and life is one that includes this kind of language. It reveals some things about him. So, you are now warned.
Outside of that singular warning, I would highly recommend this book, especially for adult men. It is a patriotic, courageous, and exciting story of a man who went through quite a bit to become a Navy Seal; and then lost his closest teammates while defending our country - almost his own life. For those who like true, military stories of bravery, you can't go wrong with this one. Even though you know how the story basically ends (not a fairy tale or normal Hollywood ending), you will probably do what I did...keep reading to find out what happens next; and keep hoping they all make it out alive. Even the buildup to the main story plot was interesting, to learn how one joins the Seals and the kind of training they go through.
Here is a taste of what you will read, from the first paragraph inside the book cover: "On a clear night in late June 2005, four U.S. Navy SEALs left their base in northern Afghanistan for the mountainous Pakistani border. Their mission was to capture or kill a notorious al Qaeda leader known to be ensconced in a Taliban stronghold surrounded by a small but heavily armed force. Less than twenty-four house later, only one of those Navy SEALs remained alive."
But, as with every book, even the true life stories of military battle, there are things to learn that are in the context of God's truth. Here are the key ones I picked up on:
1) I am forever grateful to those men and women who have served, and serve our country in all kinds of ways and all kinds of places. This gratitude includes their families who may not see their loved ones very often, and in some cases, never see them again. May God bless you all for your sacrifice.
2) It seems, according to the author, that he believes he made a tragic error, when first found by innocent civilians (or atleast they seemed), in not killing them. In letting them go, they were soon surrounded and outnumbered by the enemy; which led to the death of his 3 comrades and then others who joined the fight to rescue them. The spiritual analogy that came to my mind is the fact that we must kill the sin that so easily entangles us; especially when it seems somewhat harmless. If we do not deal harshly with sin and its temptations, it will most likely be back, with more of the enemy, and certainly be after our death. We must take a non-merciful approach to the world's system that is out to destroy us.
3) We have a sovereign God. With all the details of this story, as I thought about all the ways it could have turned out differently, I kept thinking about the sovereignty of God. All the details of this story, full of human elements, were not outside God's sovereignty - even as it relates to non-believers. The same is true about my story...and yours. Whether you see your story as a blessed or cursed one, a safe or dangerous one...whether you are happy with the way your life is going, or not...God is still in control. And He is not that concerned about your happiness, as He is about your spiritual growth. This is about the glory of God. If we could see our stories that way, it would save us a lot of time, as we can concentrate, not on making our lives better, but on glorifying God in all things.
I'll get the negative on the table right away and out of the way: the language. I would not recommend this book for children, or for those who struggle with foul language if they hear it or read it. The really disappointing part of this is that the author claimed to be a follower of Jesus. The fruit of true repentance, however, was not seen in his writing. Only God knows. Most will forgive the language because of the dangerous life and death circumstances in which he lived, as well as his military background. It could have been left out; but then again, this man's story and life is one that includes this kind of language. It reveals some things about him. So, you are now warned.
Outside of that singular warning, I would highly recommend this book, especially for adult men. It is a patriotic, courageous, and exciting story of a man who went through quite a bit to become a Navy Seal; and then lost his closest teammates while defending our country - almost his own life. For those who like true, military stories of bravery, you can't go wrong with this one. Even though you know how the story basically ends (not a fairy tale or normal Hollywood ending), you will probably do what I did...keep reading to find out what happens next; and keep hoping they all make it out alive. Even the buildup to the main story plot was interesting, to learn how one joins the Seals and the kind of training they go through.
Here is a taste of what you will read, from the first paragraph inside the book cover: "On a clear night in late June 2005, four U.S. Navy SEALs left their base in northern Afghanistan for the mountainous Pakistani border. Their mission was to capture or kill a notorious al Qaeda leader known to be ensconced in a Taliban stronghold surrounded by a small but heavily armed force. Less than twenty-four house later, only one of those Navy SEALs remained alive."
But, as with every book, even the true life stories of military battle, there are things to learn that are in the context of God's truth. Here are the key ones I picked up on:
1) I am forever grateful to those men and women who have served, and serve our country in all kinds of ways and all kinds of places. This gratitude includes their families who may not see their loved ones very often, and in some cases, never see them again. May God bless you all for your sacrifice.
2) It seems, according to the author, that he believes he made a tragic error, when first found by innocent civilians (or atleast they seemed), in not killing them. In letting them go, they were soon surrounded and outnumbered by the enemy; which led to the death of his 3 comrades and then others who joined the fight to rescue them. The spiritual analogy that came to my mind is the fact that we must kill the sin that so easily entangles us; especially when it seems somewhat harmless. If we do not deal harshly with sin and its temptations, it will most likely be back, with more of the enemy, and certainly be after our death. We must take a non-merciful approach to the world's system that is out to destroy us.
3) We have a sovereign God. With all the details of this story, as I thought about all the ways it could have turned out differently, I kept thinking about the sovereignty of God. All the details of this story, full of human elements, were not outside God's sovereignty - even as it relates to non-believers. The same is true about my story...and yours. Whether you see your story as a blessed or cursed one, a safe or dangerous one...whether you are happy with the way your life is going, or not...God is still in control. And He is not that concerned about your happiness, as He is about your spiritual growth. This is about the glory of God. If we could see our stories that way, it would save us a lot of time, as we can concentrate, not on making our lives better, but on glorifying God in all things.
Monday, October 15, 2012
I knew it
I was listening to Christian radio the other day and they gave a brief report that caused me to respond: "I knew it!" The report was that the genius nobel prize winning person eats more chocolate than the average person. The statistics prove it, "they" say. Don't ask who "they" is, just accept it. And if you start to doubt, then keep in mind that this came from Christian radio, so it can't be wrong!
Have a great day...and enjoy your chocolate!
Have a great day...and enjoy your chocolate!
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Lessons in Losing
I hate losing...always have. Since I was a wee little one, I have been involved in athletic competition, and I have always hated losing. But, I can't get over the fact that I have learned much more in my losing than in winning. No doubt, I have learned in winning, and it is much more enjoyable...much more! But, as I watched my son lose another soccer game today, it reminded me of the good lessons in losing I have learned. Here are the top 5, not necessarily in any particular order:
5) If you are thankful in losing, you are doing God's will. God asks us to be thankful in all circumstances, including losing; and there is so much to be thankful for in losing. Be thankful for the health to play, any skill you might have, the beautiful day on which to play, etc. There is much to be thankful for.
4) Character is developed in losing. I suppose some character can be learned through winning, but more more is tested, and developed in losing. How will I respond to the refs terrible calls (and they always seem to make worse calls when I lose!)? Who will I blame for the loss (since that seems to be the natural response)? Am I willing to be humble and have upright character at all times?
3) There is always something to improve...always. In winning, it is much harder to recognize or even believe that we have things to improve on. But, in losing, it ought to be evident, if we are willing to pay attention and admit we have a ways to go. Am I willing to work harder, longer, and be more consistent? Will I practice harder, and better, so that I will play better? Identify what needs to be improved and grow in whatever area is identified.
2) Winning will be more appreciated. Those who lose often are so much more grateful, and excited, and thankful and blessed in winning. We all tend to cheer for those who have tasted losing for so long, that they will experience what winning feels like. It is a principle in life. Those who don't have very much tend to be more grateful for what they have and the extra blessings that others take for granted.
1) It can make me more like Jesus. From an athletic perspective, and certainly a worldly one, Jesus was a loser. He was not accepted by the religious rulers. He was hunted by the authorities. He was ridiculed by the masses. And although many followed him for a time, all eventually left Him, especially as He was taken, judged and crucified. All who were crucified were seen as losers. And yet, we know that Jesus was the ultimate winner, and the fact that He had victory over sin and death allows us to as well. When we lose in life, we can remember that if we will handle it like Jesus, remembering what is truly important, we will, in fact, be winners - on the only scoreboard that matters.
5) If you are thankful in losing, you are doing God's will. God asks us to be thankful in all circumstances, including losing; and there is so much to be thankful for in losing. Be thankful for the health to play, any skill you might have, the beautiful day on which to play, etc. There is much to be thankful for.
4) Character is developed in losing. I suppose some character can be learned through winning, but more more is tested, and developed in losing. How will I respond to the refs terrible calls (and they always seem to make worse calls when I lose!)? Who will I blame for the loss (since that seems to be the natural response)? Am I willing to be humble and have upright character at all times?
3) There is always something to improve...always. In winning, it is much harder to recognize or even believe that we have things to improve on. But, in losing, it ought to be evident, if we are willing to pay attention and admit we have a ways to go. Am I willing to work harder, longer, and be more consistent? Will I practice harder, and better, so that I will play better? Identify what needs to be improved and grow in whatever area is identified.
2) Winning will be more appreciated. Those who lose often are so much more grateful, and excited, and thankful and blessed in winning. We all tend to cheer for those who have tasted losing for so long, that they will experience what winning feels like. It is a principle in life. Those who don't have very much tend to be more grateful for what they have and the extra blessings that others take for granted.
1) It can make me more like Jesus. From an athletic perspective, and certainly a worldly one, Jesus was a loser. He was not accepted by the religious rulers. He was hunted by the authorities. He was ridiculed by the masses. And although many followed him for a time, all eventually left Him, especially as He was taken, judged and crucified. All who were crucified were seen as losers. And yet, we know that Jesus was the ultimate winner, and the fact that He had victory over sin and death allows us to as well. When we lose in life, we can remember that if we will handle it like Jesus, remembering what is truly important, we will, in fact, be winners - on the only scoreboard that matters.
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Mulligan of Mercy
Golfers recognize the term "mulligan" because it is often used on the golf course. For those professionals out there, or for those who are golf "snobs", they scoff at the term. But, for those of us who like golf, but need some encouragement to keep coming back, we absolutely love the mulligan! In golf, it basically works like this: there is an agreement made, before the round begins, as to how many mulligans one receives. For example, my pastor friend and I would play and allow for one mulligan on the first tee of each nine holes played; and then an additional mulligan for any shot during that nine holes. So, it basically means that if you hit a bad shot, you can take another shot from the same spot without the first one counting against you. Additionally, when we really needed encouragement, we allowed for the "provisional" mulligan. If you didn't like your mulligan attempt, you could save it and just play off of the first bad ball you hit. It made the game, and the score, a little more bearable. A mulligan means a "do over", another try, attempt; and in the spiritual realm, grace and mercy mixed together.
It is mercy because you deserve a bad score for that horrendous shot, but you receive a mulligan instead. It is grace because you didn't deserve another shot, but received a mulligan anyway. It is a major lesson God has been teaching me, in life, over the past several months. Regardless of your golf status, you ought to love the "mulligan", because it happens to all of us in life. God chooses the amount and timing, but because He is an incredible God of grace and mercy, we experience mulligans "all the time", perhaps without even knowing it. God gives us second chances in ministry, in marriage, in other relationships, at the work place, health related; and in about every other area of life you can think of. There are some consequences, "penalties" for those bad shots, decisions, that we made. But, instead of focusing on our weaknesses and failures, let's do what God does - focus on the mulligan, which indicates another try, another shot, another chance, to make a better shot. So, stop thinking about the last terrible shot you took that landed in the water, the sand, or deep in the woods. Take a deep breath, thank God for another chance, and do your best.
Don't forget, as you experience mulligans of mercy in your life: This is really about the character of God, and our opportunity to thank Him for not holding our sins, our bad shots, against us. He is a God of forgiveness and has already paid the penalty for our slices, hooks, topping the ball, and all the other bad kinds of shots we take in life. Take a moment, as I have most recently, to thank God for all the mulligans of mercy He has offered you. Now go take your best shot to honor Him with your life today.
It is mercy because you deserve a bad score for that horrendous shot, but you receive a mulligan instead. It is grace because you didn't deserve another shot, but received a mulligan anyway. It is a major lesson God has been teaching me, in life, over the past several months. Regardless of your golf status, you ought to love the "mulligan", because it happens to all of us in life. God chooses the amount and timing, but because He is an incredible God of grace and mercy, we experience mulligans "all the time", perhaps without even knowing it. God gives us second chances in ministry, in marriage, in other relationships, at the work place, health related; and in about every other area of life you can think of. There are some consequences, "penalties" for those bad shots, decisions, that we made. But, instead of focusing on our weaknesses and failures, let's do what God does - focus on the mulligan, which indicates another try, another shot, another chance, to make a better shot. So, stop thinking about the last terrible shot you took that landed in the water, the sand, or deep in the woods. Take a deep breath, thank God for another chance, and do your best.
Don't forget, as you experience mulligans of mercy in your life: This is really about the character of God, and our opportunity to thank Him for not holding our sins, our bad shots, against us. He is a God of forgiveness and has already paid the penalty for our slices, hooks, topping the ball, and all the other bad kinds of shots we take in life. Take a moment, as I have most recently, to thank God for all the mulligans of mercy He has offered you. Now go take your best shot to honor Him with your life today.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Greg Whiting Highway
Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? I didn't think so either. Living in the Atlanta, GA area has given us the opportunity to have access to some of the more well known speakers and worship leaders around. There are many large churches in our area; and there is no lack of churches, period. As we have been looking for a church to attend and plug into as a family, we have visited or heard about a variety of churches, which include some of the more well known leaders and pastors. I won't be very specific here, as I realize that my opinions are simply that - my opinions- and I certainly don't want to put negative thoughts in anyone's mind about any of the pastors out here.
One of the churches we visited has a pastor that is very well known; at least down south. And in our area, we were told often: "you just have to go hear _____________ ____________ speak"; and then they would tell us how amazing he is. So, we went to hear him preach and to visit the church. Every church has problems, so this church's are no different. We also want a church where our children can plug in and be ministered to. Since the adult leader of the middle school group was so busy on her phone, we did not have a very good impression of their children's ministry. I'm sure it is normally great.
We can overlook pretty much everything else, as long as the preaching of God's Word fits where we are, in our beliefs and practice. We may be the only ones who thought this; but it seemed that this particular, well known preacher, was very concerned about himself and all that he had accomplished over the years. He didn't stick with the text of Scripture he introduced (which is one of my pet peeves of preaching); and talked about himself quite a bit. He also seemed to diverge into other areas that he really wanted to talk about. And his style of preaching (I will refrain from details that might give him away) was very distracting; at least for us. Two of our youngest children were with us in the service (since the middle school ministry didn't seem interested in having them); and they also mentioned that it was hard for them to listen because of the way this particular preacher came across.
Then, we noticed, that nearby, there was a _____________ ___________ highway, named after this pastor. It may well be that he had nothing to do with it, and maybe didn't even want it done. But, it just seemed out of place, and along with our visits to their website, it seemed liked much of this ministry was about him. We might be wrong. What we did realize, is that this is not the church where God was leading us.
Bottom line, biblically, I want to have the same attitude the Apostle Paul had, when there were ministers doing things he wouldn't do. He said that he would choose to rejoice if they were preaching the gospel. This preacher is, and God has used him to reach many people. In that, I will rejoice. And if you ever think of naming a highway after me, just call it mercy highway. That's where I'm living these days; and don't plan on leaving.
One of the churches we visited has a pastor that is very well known; at least down south. And in our area, we were told often: "you just have to go hear _____________ ____________ speak"; and then they would tell us how amazing he is. So, we went to hear him preach and to visit the church. Every church has problems, so this church's are no different. We also want a church where our children can plug in and be ministered to. Since the adult leader of the middle school group was so busy on her phone, we did not have a very good impression of their children's ministry. I'm sure it is normally great.
We can overlook pretty much everything else, as long as the preaching of God's Word fits where we are, in our beliefs and practice. We may be the only ones who thought this; but it seemed that this particular, well known preacher, was very concerned about himself and all that he had accomplished over the years. He didn't stick with the text of Scripture he introduced (which is one of my pet peeves of preaching); and talked about himself quite a bit. He also seemed to diverge into other areas that he really wanted to talk about. And his style of preaching (I will refrain from details that might give him away) was very distracting; at least for us. Two of our youngest children were with us in the service (since the middle school ministry didn't seem interested in having them); and they also mentioned that it was hard for them to listen because of the way this particular preacher came across.
Then, we noticed, that nearby, there was a _____________ ___________ highway, named after this pastor. It may well be that he had nothing to do with it, and maybe didn't even want it done. But, it just seemed out of place, and along with our visits to their website, it seemed liked much of this ministry was about him. We might be wrong. What we did realize, is that this is not the church where God was leading us.
Bottom line, biblically, I want to have the same attitude the Apostle Paul had, when there were ministers doing things he wouldn't do. He said that he would choose to rejoice if they were preaching the gospel. This preacher is, and God has used him to reach many people. In that, I will rejoice. And if you ever think of naming a highway after me, just call it mercy highway. That's where I'm living these days; and don't plan on leaving.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
A Coffee, A Computer, and some Compassion
You never know who is going to walk into your life, from day to day. Outside of family and close friends, along with regular business associates, we normally cross paths with several other people, on any given day. And although it is unlikely that we will have an intimate, close relationship with most of them, there is an opportunity with many of them. I had such an opportunity this past week.
A woman walked into the restaurant and ordered a small breakfast item. She also asked me if we had wi-fi in the restaurant. I assured her that we did, and showed her the places she could plug in. She said she needed to go out and get her computer from the car and she would be back. At one point in the morning, she asked if it was o.k. that she was staying there so long. Another team member told her it was fine.
Later, she walked back up to the front counter and ordered a coffee. She then, without any real provocation from me, began to open up. I saw that she was studying something, so I asked her what it was. She told me it was accounting and that it was making her very tired. She also, then, opened up about her personal life. That very morning, she had been in court, finalizing the divorce with her husband. She then turned pretty sad, and admitted her exhaustion. My heart went out to her. I have had the opportunity to minister to hundreds of people over the years, going through similar circumstances, and intense pain. I asked her if children were involved. She said: yes - two.
She continued to tell me that her husband was an alcoholic, and that it caused a terrible problem for her, because she was a Christian. I told her I had been a pastor for over 18 years, and that I was sorry for what she was going through. She said thanks, and told me the church she was attending; which also included a Celebrate Recovery program she was attending.
That was pretty much it. I was not able to do what I normally would, as a pastor, and spend whatever time necessary, to pray with her, encourage her, and connect her to someone else in the church. But, in that moment of opportunity, when I just thought she was working on her computer and drinking coffee, what she really was ordering was some compassion. Perhaps, today, you will see the opportunities God brings your way as well.
A woman walked into the restaurant and ordered a small breakfast item. She also asked me if we had wi-fi in the restaurant. I assured her that we did, and showed her the places she could plug in. She said she needed to go out and get her computer from the car and she would be back. At one point in the morning, she asked if it was o.k. that she was staying there so long. Another team member told her it was fine.
Later, she walked back up to the front counter and ordered a coffee. She then, without any real provocation from me, began to open up. I saw that she was studying something, so I asked her what it was. She told me it was accounting and that it was making her very tired. She also, then, opened up about her personal life. That very morning, she had been in court, finalizing the divorce with her husband. She then turned pretty sad, and admitted her exhaustion. My heart went out to her. I have had the opportunity to minister to hundreds of people over the years, going through similar circumstances, and intense pain. I asked her if children were involved. She said: yes - two.
She continued to tell me that her husband was an alcoholic, and that it caused a terrible problem for her, because she was a Christian. I told her I had been a pastor for over 18 years, and that I was sorry for what she was going through. She said thanks, and told me the church she was attending; which also included a Celebrate Recovery program she was attending.
That was pretty much it. I was not able to do what I normally would, as a pastor, and spend whatever time necessary, to pray with her, encourage her, and connect her to someone else in the church. But, in that moment of opportunity, when I just thought she was working on her computer and drinking coffee, what she really was ordering was some compassion. Perhaps, today, you will see the opportunities God brings your way as well.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Was that really God?
The place I work does its best to be as personal as possible with customers. One of the things we do, after taking an order, and before giving the total, is to ask the customer for a name. This is fairly recent, and although some wonder why we do that, or think that it means we are going to take a long time getting their food (which is not the norm for us), they usually appreciate the personal feel of asking for a name. Then, when the "bagger" or "expediter" brings their food to the front counter, they often hear their name called rather than "who ordered the number 1 meal"?
This past week, it was obvious, right away, that I had a unique customer at my counter. He joked about everything, and yes, I do mean everything. It was a nice way to break up what was a fairly slow afternoon at the front counter. You probably already guessed that when I asked for his name, he very distinctly, and loudly, proclaimed: "God". I smiled, wrote it in, and had some more conversation (very entertaining - at least to me). I noticed that the person who brought the order refrained from calling out the name God; but I still think the customer felt we were very personal with him during his time there. He did criticize my ice cream cone making ability (I'm not the best); but even then, it was done in fun.
Hearing him call himself God, even in jest, made me consider a couple of things. First, based on this customer's other actions and words, He didn't represent the name very well. God is holy, and His name is not to be used lightly, even for a laugh. Secondly, it reminded me that the Bible tells us, that although God is not going to show up in bodily form, angels might very well. I am pretty sure (99%) that he was neither God nor an angel in disguise; but it reminded me that God's messengers (angels) do come in various forms. You just never know.
And, the real lesson, for me, is that every person is worthy of respect and honor - not only because it is our company's policy; but because loving everyone, showing kindness and concern for real people - is the business of God, and of Christ followers. So, I need to remember, every single day, no matter where I am, I will meet people, who are need of compassion, a kind word, a smile, and perhaps something else that I can provide. When my "friend" walks in next time, I won't call him God, but I will smile, welcome him, and maybe even make a better ice cream cone!
This past week, it was obvious, right away, that I had a unique customer at my counter. He joked about everything, and yes, I do mean everything. It was a nice way to break up what was a fairly slow afternoon at the front counter. You probably already guessed that when I asked for his name, he very distinctly, and loudly, proclaimed: "God". I smiled, wrote it in, and had some more conversation (very entertaining - at least to me). I noticed that the person who brought the order refrained from calling out the name God; but I still think the customer felt we were very personal with him during his time there. He did criticize my ice cream cone making ability (I'm not the best); but even then, it was done in fun.
Hearing him call himself God, even in jest, made me consider a couple of things. First, based on this customer's other actions and words, He didn't represent the name very well. God is holy, and His name is not to be used lightly, even for a laugh. Secondly, it reminded me that the Bible tells us, that although God is not going to show up in bodily form, angels might very well. I am pretty sure (99%) that he was neither God nor an angel in disguise; but it reminded me that God's messengers (angels) do come in various forms. You just never know.
And, the real lesson, for me, is that every person is worthy of respect and honor - not only because it is our company's policy; but because loving everyone, showing kindness and concern for real people - is the business of God, and of Christ followers. So, I need to remember, every single day, no matter where I am, I will meet people, who are need of compassion, a kind word, a smile, and perhaps something else that I can provide. When my "friend" walks in next time, I won't call him God, but I will smile, welcome him, and maybe even make a better ice cream cone!
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Before honor...
There is something in all of us that desires honor. We don't necessarily want fame and fortune; but we do want honor. We want to feel like someone notices, someone cares; and someone feels we are doing something right. Whether it is as an employee, friend, spouse, or teammate, honor is something that is special when given. It is actually a fine thing to seek, with the right motivation. The Bible would say honor is a good thing; but it is the attitude in which it is sought that holds the key.
When I was playing basketball my freshman year of college, my basketball coach liked to quote a particular part of a particular verse of Scripture: "before honor comes humility." - Proverbs 15:33
His point, as it relates to basketball, is that before you get to the height of your ability in the sport, and on the team, you have to put in the hard work. You have to practice hard, even when no one else is looking, in order to be the best you can be. You have to humble yourself, to do the tedious drills, and to listen to the coach, and to be a good team player, before you are recognized for your accomplishments, and honored for anything. The same principle applies to all of life.
Yes, it is true that it doesn't always seem to work out that way. Some people seem to be honored without ever being humble. In fact, they seem to be honored for their arrogance! We can't control that; but we can believe the Scriptures: real honor, especially that which comes from God, will only come after we humble ourselves. It is a good lesson I am learning, and it is something we want to pass along to our children. We can either embrace humility training or we can despise and reject it. Only those who embrace it will be honored by God - in His timing - in His way. He loves to lift up the humble:
"God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble"; "Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will exalt you." (James 4:6,10)
God has given me some recent opportunities to embrace humility: living with someone else (no home of our own); working at a fast food joint (I mean quick service restaurant!); applying for state help for health insurance (for low income families); talking about my weaknesses every day; depending on others for many things that most people in my stage of life are independent in. This is not said to gain pity or a handout. These are things that are gifts from God, for me, for our family, for this time. These are things that remind me of: what is really important in life; who God is; what God expects of me. This is the time for humility. I want honor, but I don't want yours. I want God's. And it only comes through humility. Humble circumstances, such as the ones we are experiencing now, don't guarantee a humble attitude. However, they certainly give us a great opportunity to develop true humility.
So, thanks Coach Huckaby, for your wise words; or at least for your wise use of the Scriptures, in teaching me, in a new and meaningful way, the power and importance of humility. Let's hope I was learning something. I still am.
When I was playing basketball my freshman year of college, my basketball coach liked to quote a particular part of a particular verse of Scripture: "before honor comes humility." - Proverbs 15:33
His point, as it relates to basketball, is that before you get to the height of your ability in the sport, and on the team, you have to put in the hard work. You have to practice hard, even when no one else is looking, in order to be the best you can be. You have to humble yourself, to do the tedious drills, and to listen to the coach, and to be a good team player, before you are recognized for your accomplishments, and honored for anything. The same principle applies to all of life.
Yes, it is true that it doesn't always seem to work out that way. Some people seem to be honored without ever being humble. In fact, they seem to be honored for their arrogance! We can't control that; but we can believe the Scriptures: real honor, especially that which comes from God, will only come after we humble ourselves. It is a good lesson I am learning, and it is something we want to pass along to our children. We can either embrace humility training or we can despise and reject it. Only those who embrace it will be honored by God - in His timing - in His way. He loves to lift up the humble:
"God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble"; "Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will exalt you." (James 4:6,10)
God has given me some recent opportunities to embrace humility: living with someone else (no home of our own); working at a fast food joint (I mean quick service restaurant!); applying for state help for health insurance (for low income families); talking about my weaknesses every day; depending on others for many things that most people in my stage of life are independent in. This is not said to gain pity or a handout. These are things that are gifts from God, for me, for our family, for this time. These are things that remind me of: what is really important in life; who God is; what God expects of me. This is the time for humility. I want honor, but I don't want yours. I want God's. And it only comes through humility. Humble circumstances, such as the ones we are experiencing now, don't guarantee a humble attitude. However, they certainly give us a great opportunity to develop true humility.
So, thanks Coach Huckaby, for your wise words; or at least for your wise use of the Scriptures, in teaching me, in a new and meaningful way, the power and importance of humility. Let's hope I was learning something. I still am.
Sunday, August 19, 2012
There's no crying in vacuuming!
Tom Hanks, in his role as a women's baseball manager, famously said: "There's no crying in baseball"! I thought of that quote yesterday as I was crying while vacuuming. Here in Georgia, we live with my brother-in-law and his family; which makes for 14 of us, plus 2 dogs in their home. It has been great and we really appreciate their hospitality. We have tried to carry on some traditions, such as "super Saturday". That is what my wife coined, to describe a detailed cleaning of the house. In Cleveland, it would take about 1.5 hours for our family to do a good cleaning on a Saturday. Not bad. Here in Georgia, we began doing that as well; and with all of us involved, even in this larger home, we are able to "knock it out" in a good amount of time. My favorite "super Saturday" job is vacuuming. I haven't been able to get that job the last couple of weeks. It was mine yesterday.
While I vacuumed, I listened to music on my phone; and just listened to the same 3 songs over and over again: "10,000 reasons" by Matt Redman;"Forever Reign" by Hillsong; and "One Thing Remains" by Jesus Culture. In case you have not heard these songs, let me give you just a sampling of the lyrics. And then, I would encourage you, as soon as possible, to listen to them. You don't have to be vacuuming to listen (just in case you were wondering).
10,000 reasons:
"And on that day, when my strength is failing; The end draws near and my time has come...
Still my soul will sing Your praise unending; Ten Thousand years and then forevermore...
Chorus: Bless the Lord O my soul, O my soul; Worship His holy name.
Sing like never before, O my soul; Worship His holy name."
Forever Reign:
"You are good, You are good, when there's nothing good in me
You are love, You are love, on display for all to see
You are light, You are light, when the darkness closes in
You are hope, You are hope You ahave covered all my sin
Chorus: Oh, I'm running to Your arms, I'm running to Your arms
The riches of your love, will always be enough
Nothing compares to Your embrace, Light of the World forever reign"
One Thing Remains:
"Higher than the mountains that I face; Stronger than the power of the grave
Constant through the trial and the change, One thing remains - One thing remains
Chorus: Your love never fails, it never gives up, it never runs out on me
Your love never fails, it never gives up, it never runs out on me.
On and on and on and on it goes; it overwhelms and satisfies my soul
And I never, ever, have to be afraid, this one thing remains, one thing remains
[repeat chorus]
I don't know how you respond to lyrics like that; but I already told you how I did.
And that brought to mind Tom Hanks line, which is easily carried over to the houseworking world:
"There's no crying in vacuuming"!
Well, I guess there is now!
So, turn on the vacuum, the ipod, and then have a good cry!
And you can tell your family and friends I said it was o.k.
While I vacuumed, I listened to music on my phone; and just listened to the same 3 songs over and over again: "10,000 reasons" by Matt Redman;"Forever Reign" by Hillsong; and "One Thing Remains" by Jesus Culture. In case you have not heard these songs, let me give you just a sampling of the lyrics. And then, I would encourage you, as soon as possible, to listen to them. You don't have to be vacuuming to listen (just in case you were wondering).
10,000 reasons:
"And on that day, when my strength is failing; The end draws near and my time has come...
Still my soul will sing Your praise unending; Ten Thousand years and then forevermore...
Chorus: Bless the Lord O my soul, O my soul; Worship His holy name.
Sing like never before, O my soul; Worship His holy name."
Forever Reign:
"You are good, You are good, when there's nothing good in me
You are love, You are love, on display for all to see
You are light, You are light, when the darkness closes in
You are hope, You are hope You ahave covered all my sin
Chorus: Oh, I'm running to Your arms, I'm running to Your arms
The riches of your love, will always be enough
Nothing compares to Your embrace, Light of the World forever reign"
One Thing Remains:
"Higher than the mountains that I face; Stronger than the power of the grave
Constant through the trial and the change, One thing remains - One thing remains
Chorus: Your love never fails, it never gives up, it never runs out on me
Your love never fails, it never gives up, it never runs out on me.
On and on and on and on it goes; it overwhelms and satisfies my soul
And I never, ever, have to be afraid, this one thing remains, one thing remains
[repeat chorus]
I don't know how you respond to lyrics like that; but I already told you how I did.
And that brought to mind Tom Hanks line, which is easily carried over to the houseworking world:
"There's no crying in vacuuming"!
Well, I guess there is now!
So, turn on the vacuum, the ipod, and then have a good cry!
And you can tell your family and friends I said it was o.k.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
GOD'S "SENIOR MOMENT"
Me: Hi God...it's me. I was wondering if we could talk for awhile.
God: Of course, my son...I am always available to you. You really don't even need to ask. Just start talking to me, anytime, anywhere.
Me: O.k. Thanks! I wanted to talk to you about my sin. It is really bothering me.
God: What sin?
Me: That's funny God. You know: THE SIN! The one, or more accurately, the ones, that have seemingly ruined everything.
God: Sorry...I have no idea what you're talking about.
Me: And people say you don't have a sense of humor! Very funny. Come on: you know everything; and you are a holy, just God. Certainly you remember the sins I am speaking of. You know: they were the BIG ones!
God: My son, you are not listening to me. I don't remember your sins; and you only have a portion of my character listed. I am much greater and much broader than what your puny mind can imagine.
Me: Of course, you are right God. You always are. But, I'm still confused. All I can seem to think about is my sin. Others remember my sin. I know I should know this; but can you remind me, just one more time, why it is that you have forgotten the sins I am talking about?
God: I am very patient, my son; and so I am going to lead you through this...again.
God: Have you confessed your sin?
Me: Yes God, I have
God: Have you been broken in repentance, truly desiring to live differently?
Me: Yes God...certainly, you know this to be true.
God: Yes I do; but you don't seem to understand yet.
Me: Help me understand God. I desperately want to. I seem to be in constant mourning, grief and guilt about my sin.
God: STOP IT!
Me: What do you mean, stop it? I thought I was supposed to mourn over my sin.
God: Yes, mourning is a part of the repentance process; but once you are forgiven of your sin, it is time to stop mourning and begin rejoicing.
Me: rejoicing? for what?
God: You are so self-centered...rejoicing, because I have forgiven you. You should be rejoicing because of the incredible God you call your Father!
Me: So, why am I still thinking about my sin every day?
God: Because you are not like me...not yet; and you refuse to believe my Word.
Me: whoa...hang on a minute there God. I do believe in your Word. I love your Word. Your Word is truth.
God: Liar.
Me: How God? How am I lying?
God: My son. If you truly believed my Word, then you would already know the answer to your dilemma. Let me give you some more help in understanding.
Me: I would greatly appreciate that God!
God: What does my Word say I will do if you confess your sins
Me: You will be faithful to your own character and forgive my sins
God: That's right. And what does My Word say about my remembering your confessed sins?
Me: It says that you will "remember my sins no more."
God: Yes. I don't remember your sins, because I have forgiven them. They are covered by my blood, and I cannot see them anymore. More directly: I will not hold your sins against you or make you pay for the sins I have already paid for. I don't remember your sins...only you do...only other sinful humans do. For me, it is done
Me: But it is so hard to leave my sin; especially when it's "those" sins
God: My son, that is your evaluation and human standard for rating sins...not mine. Don't put your human standards on me. Yes, I am a just and holy God. I am also a gracious, merciful and loving God. And when it comes to forgiving sins, I don't joke around with that. In fact, as you should know, if you don't forgive other's sins against you, then you cannot claim to be my follower, or my child. Don't expect to be forgiven if you don't forgive others. This is how important it is to me.
Me: Tell me more.
God: Really, the only time you should be talking about your past, forgiven, cleansed sins, is in order to talk about my forgiveness, my grace and mercy; and bring me glory. Stop focusing on yourself and focus on me. Your sin may seem like a heavy burden to you; but it was absolutely no problem for me. I died a brutal death, in order to conquer sin and death. So now, it is not hard for me to place your sins "as far as the east is from west." I have thrown them away. Stop trying to bring them back out of the garbage can, out of the sewer system.
Me: But, what if I still sin?
God: Of course you are still going to sin. I told you that in my Word. The key is what you do once my Spirit let's you know of your sin. Will you humble yourself and confess it....or not? And once you confess it and sincerely ask for forgiveness, trust me enough to live in that forgiveness. Don't keep living as though you are in bondage to the sins I already set you free from. Live in my grace, in my mercy; and tell others about it.
Me: It is so hard God
God: I know my son. But, don't forget that I love you; and as my Word says: I promise to complete in you (despite your weaknesses, your sins) what I have started. Don't forget - you are:
"God-designed, purpose-intended, significant, lavishly loved, prince, son, of the King of the Universe."
Now go live that way.
Me: Thanks God. I needed that!
God: Of course, my son...I am always available to you. You really don't even need to ask. Just start talking to me, anytime, anywhere.
Me: O.k. Thanks! I wanted to talk to you about my sin. It is really bothering me.
God: What sin?
Me: That's funny God. You know: THE SIN! The one, or more accurately, the ones, that have seemingly ruined everything.
God: Sorry...I have no idea what you're talking about.
Me: And people say you don't have a sense of humor! Very funny. Come on: you know everything; and you are a holy, just God. Certainly you remember the sins I am speaking of. You know: they were the BIG ones!
God: My son, you are not listening to me. I don't remember your sins; and you only have a portion of my character listed. I am much greater and much broader than what your puny mind can imagine.
Me: Of course, you are right God. You always are. But, I'm still confused. All I can seem to think about is my sin. Others remember my sin. I know I should know this; but can you remind me, just one more time, why it is that you have forgotten the sins I am talking about?
God: I am very patient, my son; and so I am going to lead you through this...again.
God: Have you confessed your sin?
Me: Yes God, I have
God: Have you been broken in repentance, truly desiring to live differently?
Me: Yes God...certainly, you know this to be true.
God: Yes I do; but you don't seem to understand yet.
Me: Help me understand God. I desperately want to. I seem to be in constant mourning, grief and guilt about my sin.
God: STOP IT!
Me: What do you mean, stop it? I thought I was supposed to mourn over my sin.
God: Yes, mourning is a part of the repentance process; but once you are forgiven of your sin, it is time to stop mourning and begin rejoicing.
Me: rejoicing? for what?
God: You are so self-centered...rejoicing, because I have forgiven you. You should be rejoicing because of the incredible God you call your Father!
Me: So, why am I still thinking about my sin every day?
God: Because you are not like me...not yet; and you refuse to believe my Word.
Me: whoa...hang on a minute there God. I do believe in your Word. I love your Word. Your Word is truth.
God: Liar.
Me: How God? How am I lying?
God: My son. If you truly believed my Word, then you would already know the answer to your dilemma. Let me give you some more help in understanding.
Me: I would greatly appreciate that God!
God: What does my Word say I will do if you confess your sins
Me: You will be faithful to your own character and forgive my sins
God: That's right. And what does My Word say about my remembering your confessed sins?
Me: It says that you will "remember my sins no more."
God: Yes. I don't remember your sins, because I have forgiven them. They are covered by my blood, and I cannot see them anymore. More directly: I will not hold your sins against you or make you pay for the sins I have already paid for. I don't remember your sins...only you do...only other sinful humans do. For me, it is done
Me: But it is so hard to leave my sin; especially when it's "those" sins
God: My son, that is your evaluation and human standard for rating sins...not mine. Don't put your human standards on me. Yes, I am a just and holy God. I am also a gracious, merciful and loving God. And when it comes to forgiving sins, I don't joke around with that. In fact, as you should know, if you don't forgive other's sins against you, then you cannot claim to be my follower, or my child. Don't expect to be forgiven if you don't forgive others. This is how important it is to me.
Me: Tell me more.
God: Really, the only time you should be talking about your past, forgiven, cleansed sins, is in order to talk about my forgiveness, my grace and mercy; and bring me glory. Stop focusing on yourself and focus on me. Your sin may seem like a heavy burden to you; but it was absolutely no problem for me. I died a brutal death, in order to conquer sin and death. So now, it is not hard for me to place your sins "as far as the east is from west." I have thrown them away. Stop trying to bring them back out of the garbage can, out of the sewer system.
Me: But, what if I still sin?
God: Of course you are still going to sin. I told you that in my Word. The key is what you do once my Spirit let's you know of your sin. Will you humble yourself and confess it....or not? And once you confess it and sincerely ask for forgiveness, trust me enough to live in that forgiveness. Don't keep living as though you are in bondage to the sins I already set you free from. Live in my grace, in my mercy; and tell others about it.
Me: It is so hard God
God: I know my son. But, don't forget that I love you; and as my Word says: I promise to complete in you (despite your weaknesses, your sins) what I have started. Don't forget - you are:
"God-designed, purpose-intended, significant, lavishly loved, prince, son, of the King of the Universe."
Now go live that way.
Me: Thanks God. I needed that!
Sunday, July 29, 2012
My favorite quote
I guess I can't say this is my favorite quote, all-time. One from John Piper comes to mind, when I think of all-time favorite quotes. But, for this week, this is definitely my favorite quote. I have been rehearsing it in my mind and sending it to other people all week. I heard it while attending Passion City Church in Atlanta last Sunday. Louie Giglio, the pastor there, was preaching about how we need to see ourselves the way God sees us. He encouraged us to say this and remember it. I have been saying it every day; and I leave it with you, to state, to re-state, to memorize, and to take to heart.
This is the truth about you, about me: WE ARE
"God-designed, purpose-intended, lavishly loved, significant, prince/princess, son/daughter of the King of the universe."
This is the truth about you, about me: WE ARE
"God-designed, purpose-intended, lavishly loved, significant, prince/princess, son/daughter of the King of the universe."
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
TRIPS, TRUCKERS, AND TRUSTING GOD
Trips can be a lot of fun; and therefore, looked forward to, and remembered for a long time. However, the toughest type of trip is the one way trip: moving. That is not so fun; especially when you are leaving friends and a closer proximity to family. Even though it can be exciting to wonder what God has planned for you in the future, with a move, it is nonetheless really hard to leave a place and the people you have grown to love over several years. That is what we experienced.
We can't forget the packing of the 24 foot truck of all our earthly belongings that we didn't give away, sell, pack in the suburban or leave at the house for the next family to enjoy. It only took one night, but there were many hours of preparation before that, selling things, taking things apart, packing things; and of course, moving things into place for the packing of the truck. And then, we had to have an "expert" who knows how to pack things. Into the scenario comes our good friend Andy. He was incredible, figuring out how to fit everything in that truck. If you need a great packer, I suggest you find him and pay him double what we paid him (at least)! He saved us a ton of money, along with all the others who helped us in those days and during that evening.
The trip itself was pretty "exciting". We left at 9 a.m. and although we hoped to make it as close to the 11.5 hour estimated time from mapquest, we took almost 16 hours, pulling into Georgia at 12:45 a.m.
We encountered 4 rain storms (at least), which did a "number" on the plastic we had covering 3 mattresses we were carrying on the top of the suburban. We were having battery light problems, and found out it was an alternator. Fortunately, thanks to God, we received good advice from Teresa's brother, got off an exit, found an Auto Zone; and were very grateful to a worker who not only diagnosed the problem but fixed it! Since both of us were driving the whole way, it was extremely exhausting; especially since we were carrying cargo.
One of the more interesting parts of the trip was when I stopped in a truck stop a couple of times in order to get diesel fuel for the moving truck. At the ones I stopped at, they seemed to be very busy, and they didn't seem to work like normal gas stops. You couldn't just put a credit card in, fill it with gas and drive away. I had to go inside, stand in a long line, pre-pay an amount, not really knowing how much the huge gas tank would take in the truck. Then, after returning to the truck, you fill it, replace the nozzle, and go back into the store to settle the credit card, right? NO NO NO. I learned the hard way as a trucker behind me honked at me and then "chased me down" to tell me that after I filled up with gas, I was supposed to pull forward to a certain line and then go in to pay. I was a little scared. I figured it out, but all in all, it was a learning experience (and made me thankful I wasn't a trucker - at least not yet!)
We have told our children that we are in a great situation, as it relates to knowing God and growing in Him. This whole move is really about faith - learning to trust God. We told them the story of Abraham, and how God called Him to go to a place He did not know, without understanding the details or being able to see ahead of time how things would work out. But, he was to leave his familiar surroundings, take his family and go to wherever God called Him - trusting that God knew what He was doing, and would do what was best. We see a little more than Abraham in that we knew where in Georgia we were going and who we were going to live with, for now.
We don't know what our future holds, here or elsewhere. God has led us to come here, not knowing when I would get a job or what He is wanting me to do for now. What does God have planned? How will He provide for us? We don't know the answers to these questions, but we do know this: We can trust Him: and we will take each step, as He leads. I hope you are doing that too!
We can't forget the packing of the 24 foot truck of all our earthly belongings that we didn't give away, sell, pack in the suburban or leave at the house for the next family to enjoy. It only took one night, but there were many hours of preparation before that, selling things, taking things apart, packing things; and of course, moving things into place for the packing of the truck. And then, we had to have an "expert" who knows how to pack things. Into the scenario comes our good friend Andy. He was incredible, figuring out how to fit everything in that truck. If you need a great packer, I suggest you find him and pay him double what we paid him (at least)! He saved us a ton of money, along with all the others who helped us in those days and during that evening.
The trip itself was pretty "exciting". We left at 9 a.m. and although we hoped to make it as close to the 11.5 hour estimated time from mapquest, we took almost 16 hours, pulling into Georgia at 12:45 a.m.
We encountered 4 rain storms (at least), which did a "number" on the plastic we had covering 3 mattresses we were carrying on the top of the suburban. We were having battery light problems, and found out it was an alternator. Fortunately, thanks to God, we received good advice from Teresa's brother, got off an exit, found an Auto Zone; and were very grateful to a worker who not only diagnosed the problem but fixed it! Since both of us were driving the whole way, it was extremely exhausting; especially since we were carrying cargo.
One of the more interesting parts of the trip was when I stopped in a truck stop a couple of times in order to get diesel fuel for the moving truck. At the ones I stopped at, they seemed to be very busy, and they didn't seem to work like normal gas stops. You couldn't just put a credit card in, fill it with gas and drive away. I had to go inside, stand in a long line, pre-pay an amount, not really knowing how much the huge gas tank would take in the truck. Then, after returning to the truck, you fill it, replace the nozzle, and go back into the store to settle the credit card, right? NO NO NO. I learned the hard way as a trucker behind me honked at me and then "chased me down" to tell me that after I filled up with gas, I was supposed to pull forward to a certain line and then go in to pay. I was a little scared. I figured it out, but all in all, it was a learning experience (and made me thankful I wasn't a trucker - at least not yet!)
We have told our children that we are in a great situation, as it relates to knowing God and growing in Him. This whole move is really about faith - learning to trust God. We told them the story of Abraham, and how God called Him to go to a place He did not know, without understanding the details or being able to see ahead of time how things would work out. But, he was to leave his familiar surroundings, take his family and go to wherever God called Him - trusting that God knew what He was doing, and would do what was best. We see a little more than Abraham in that we knew where in Georgia we were going and who we were going to live with, for now.
We don't know what our future holds, here or elsewhere. God has led us to come here, not knowing when I would get a job or what He is wanting me to do for now. What does God have planned? How will He provide for us? We don't know the answers to these questions, but we do know this: We can trust Him: and we will take each step, as He leads. I hope you are doing that too!
Friday, July 6, 2012
LET ME TELL YOU A STORY ABOUT A MAN NAMED GOD
For some reason, the first line of the old Beverly Hillbillies theme song came to mind as I thought of telling you about what God has done. We always need to be telling stories of God, what He has done, is doing, and be careful to give Him the glory. So, let me tell you a little bit about this story. If you already received an e-mail from us, it is pretty much a repeat. But, it wouldn't hurt you to read it again!
"They" said it couldn't be done. We bought our house when the market was up, 7 years ago, and found ourselves needing to sell it this summer, with the market still pretty down. We knew we would probably have to lower our price, but we were even wondering if we could get enough out of it to pay off our mortgage, pay closing costs, have enough to move, etc. Teresa reminded me tonight that it was only 4 weeks after we put it on the market, to sell, that the eventual buyers came (with their 7 kids) to look at it the second time (during which their realtor told us they would be putting an offer on our home). And although we did For Sale By Owner (which is one thing relators didn't think would be successful), it was first through a friend with whom I play basketball (thanks Mark!) that this family heard about our home.
The realtor they had was a God send, for sure, because she lowered her 3% commission to 1.5% (that is something we were told would never happen); and she also took nothing from the buyers. We did the open house thing a few times, with a few who came through and some realtors called and brought people; but this couple who called us one day and came over, were our only real leads (but you only need one, right?). They looked at the house 3 doors down from us that went up for sale just after us for $45,000 less (that was another thing we though would doom our sale possibility) and it supposedly was the same model home as ours. However, this couple who is buying our home explained that it was very outdated and had no finished basement (one of the great blessings God gave us with this home). They liked our home and wanted it (although they said the taxes were too high, which they are, and they didn't really want to be in a neighborhood. But, God didn't allow them to find something else.
I kept hearing stories from people how they got "stuck" with their homes and just could not sell them, for a variety of reasons. No homes seemed to be selling in our price range. A home near us said they sold but the inspection fell through and the deal was done. Homes in our neighborhood were selling for a lot less and even a bank foreclosure nearby went for a very, very low price. The realto's we talked to told us they didn't think we could sell at a certain price; and even if we did, it probably wouldn't appraise. Are you getting the idea yet that the Great Realtor was somehow involved in this/ We could see God putting it all together, but we also loved the house, loved our neighborhood and loved our friends. We would have been happy if God kept us here; and I'm sure He would have found us a job. But, that didn't seem to be His will.
We were on hold, waiting for the inspection and appraisal, and just yesterday, we found out everything went through, even $2,000 above our selling price. What "they" said couldn't be done looks like it's going to happen (of course God could stop it if He desires); at least all the indicators are there; and the buyers realtor says it is time to pack! And I suppose it is, since we have to hand over the keys (assuming all goes well) in about 2 weeks (July 20th)!
So the craziness starts (or I should probably say continues)! But, the most important factor here, is that this is something God did. The glory goes to Him. Don't forget to look at your present circumstances and see the hand of God as well.
"They" said it couldn't be done. We bought our house when the market was up, 7 years ago, and found ourselves needing to sell it this summer, with the market still pretty down. We knew we would probably have to lower our price, but we were even wondering if we could get enough out of it to pay off our mortgage, pay closing costs, have enough to move, etc. Teresa reminded me tonight that it was only 4 weeks after we put it on the market, to sell, that the eventual buyers came (with their 7 kids) to look at it the second time (during which their realtor told us they would be putting an offer on our home). And although we did For Sale By Owner (which is one thing relators didn't think would be successful), it was first through a friend with whom I play basketball (thanks Mark!) that this family heard about our home.
The realtor they had was a God send, for sure, because she lowered her 3% commission to 1.5% (that is something we were told would never happen); and she also took nothing from the buyers. We did the open house thing a few times, with a few who came through and some realtors called and brought people; but this couple who called us one day and came over, were our only real leads (but you only need one, right?). They looked at the house 3 doors down from us that went up for sale just after us for $45,000 less (that was another thing we though would doom our sale possibility) and it supposedly was the same model home as ours. However, this couple who is buying our home explained that it was very outdated and had no finished basement (one of the great blessings God gave us with this home). They liked our home and wanted it (although they said the taxes were too high, which they are, and they didn't really want to be in a neighborhood. But, God didn't allow them to find something else.
I kept hearing stories from people how they got "stuck" with their homes and just could not sell them, for a variety of reasons. No homes seemed to be selling in our price range. A home near us said they sold but the inspection fell through and the deal was done. Homes in our neighborhood were selling for a lot less and even a bank foreclosure nearby went for a very, very low price. The realto's we talked to told us they didn't think we could sell at a certain price; and even if we did, it probably wouldn't appraise. Are you getting the idea yet that the Great Realtor was somehow involved in this/ We could see God putting it all together, but we also loved the house, loved our neighborhood and loved our friends. We would have been happy if God kept us here; and I'm sure He would have found us a job. But, that didn't seem to be His will.
We were on hold, waiting for the inspection and appraisal, and just yesterday, we found out everything went through, even $2,000 above our selling price. What "they" said couldn't be done looks like it's going to happen (of course God could stop it if He desires); at least all the indicators are there; and the buyers realtor says it is time to pack! And I suppose it is, since we have to hand over the keys (assuming all goes well) in about 2 weeks (July 20th)!
So the craziness starts (or I should probably say continues)! But, the most important factor here, is that this is something God did. The glory goes to Him. Don't forget to look at your present circumstances and see the hand of God as well.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
As a dog returns to his....
In the Bible, we read: "As a dog returns to his vomit, so a fool returns to his folly." It is not a very appetizing thought. But, I was reminded of this phrase a couple of weeks ago. I was taking our cute little dog out in the backyard, for him to do his business. I wouldn't have always called her cute, so I've come a long ways. And, truth be told, there are some cute things Nikki does. But, there is one particular thing that I just can't get over. I do think the vomit thing would get me, and make me nauseous; but this is equally as bad...maybe worse.
I take Nikki out into the back yard, to "do her thing"; but instead she decides to "make me sick." What does she do? She goes directly to what she deposited in the yard earlier, and not only sniffs it, but seems to desire a snack. Are you kidding me? Is there anything more disgusting than that? Her nasty act tempted me to put her on ebay that minute. I gave her a little, let's make that big pep talk, counseling her against the dangers of eating that kind of thing. She didn't seem to get it.
Later, I began to reflect on the Scripture about a dog returning to other nasty stuff, and the spiritual connection was made. Like it or not, this is exactly what we do when we return to our sin. The sin that looks so good to us, smells so good, seems so desirable, is, in reality...disgusting, foul smelling, and can actually destroy you. Why do we keep going back to it? Why do we think it will taste good this time; and fully satisfy?
The key is seeing our sin the way God sees it. We must see it the same way we feel if our disgusting dog goes back to the vomit or dung. That makes us sick; and God is sickened by our desire to return to our sinful ways. If we can also see sin that way, we won't return to it, but we will properly bury it, and never return. Yes, sin will always be present, but we don't have to return to it, we don't have to pretend it smells good. We certainly don't have to eat it.
I take Nikki out into the back yard, to "do her thing"; but instead she decides to "make me sick." What does she do? She goes directly to what she deposited in the yard earlier, and not only sniffs it, but seems to desire a snack. Are you kidding me? Is there anything more disgusting than that? Her nasty act tempted me to put her on ebay that minute. I gave her a little, let's make that big pep talk, counseling her against the dangers of eating that kind of thing. She didn't seem to get it.
Later, I began to reflect on the Scripture about a dog returning to other nasty stuff, and the spiritual connection was made. Like it or not, this is exactly what we do when we return to our sin. The sin that looks so good to us, smells so good, seems so desirable, is, in reality...disgusting, foul smelling, and can actually destroy you. Why do we keep going back to it? Why do we think it will taste good this time; and fully satisfy?
The key is seeing our sin the way God sees it. We must see it the same way we feel if our disgusting dog goes back to the vomit or dung. That makes us sick; and God is sickened by our desire to return to our sinful ways. If we can also see sin that way, we won't return to it, but we will properly bury it, and never return. Yes, sin will always be present, but we don't have to return to it, we don't have to pretend it smells good. We certainly don't have to eat it.
Friday, June 22, 2012
NASCAR IS LIFE
This last Sunday, on Father's Day, I had the opportunity to go with my brother and dad to our first NASCAR race. It was special because we live so far apart and to do something like this, together, is rare. Also, being Father's Day, it was great to treat my dad to this event. But, I wasn't quite sure what I would find. A couple days before the race, a friend of mine (NASCAR fan) sent me a picture of someone at one of the pre-races, wearing overalls with the belly cut out! What were we going to see? Would the fans have teeth; would they be hooked up to a beer hose; would they have all of their cousin wives with them?
Well, we came to find out that, at least in Michigan, the NASCAR fans are fairly normal. I use normal somewhat loosely, since these are people who like to sit in the hot blazing sun for 3 hours and watch cars go in circles. And the cars are going so fast when they pass you that its more like watching a blurry, large colored blip fly past, about 40 of them in a few seconds. What fun! Ok...Ok...I admit that it was fun. Standing under the grandstands for 2 hours in the pouring rain was not fun; but sitting in the stands, taking in all the sights and sounds of my first NASCAR race - that was fun. And to do it with my brother and dad was priceless. It was also cool that Dale Earnhardt Jr., one of the only racers whose name I knew, won the race. But, the reason it was so cool is that his father had died in a race car, and he won this race on Father's Day. I can get into that. Not sure if any of the 3 of us will now be wearing our Jeff Gordan t-shirts (chose him for the benefit of my one NASCAR fanatic friend), with the sleeves cut off; or buy an RV to travel to all the races...but I may be able to watch more of a race on TV, maybe 15 minutes more, before I fall asleep to take my NASCAR nap!
And, I don't know if it because I'm a pastor, or just someone who analyzes everything, but I had to consider what the NASCAR race has to do with real life. Now, there are some to whom NASCAR is life, meaning that they think about it, talk about it, watch it, and "live or die" on every turn. I can't relate to that, but I do think there are some parallels to real life that we see on the race track.
It is a bunch of 200 mph billboards (advertisements) going round and round, in circles, for 3 hours.
I guess I'll keep my belly revealing overalls in the closet...for now.
Well, we came to find out that, at least in Michigan, the NASCAR fans are fairly normal. I use normal somewhat loosely, since these are people who like to sit in the hot blazing sun for 3 hours and watch cars go in circles. And the cars are going so fast when they pass you that its more like watching a blurry, large colored blip fly past, about 40 of them in a few seconds. What fun! Ok...Ok...I admit that it was fun. Standing under the grandstands for 2 hours in the pouring rain was not fun; but sitting in the stands, taking in all the sights and sounds of my first NASCAR race - that was fun. And to do it with my brother and dad was priceless. It was also cool that Dale Earnhardt Jr., one of the only racers whose name I knew, won the race. But, the reason it was so cool is that his father had died in a race car, and he won this race on Father's Day. I can get into that. Not sure if any of the 3 of us will now be wearing our Jeff Gordan t-shirts (chose him for the benefit of my one NASCAR fanatic friend), with the sleeves cut off; or buy an RV to travel to all the races...but I may be able to watch more of a race on TV, maybe 15 minutes more, before I fall asleep to take my NASCAR nap!
And, I don't know if it because I'm a pastor, or just someone who analyzes everything, but I had to consider what the NASCAR race has to do with real life. Now, there are some to whom NASCAR is life, meaning that they think about it, talk about it, watch it, and "live or die" on every turn. I can't relate to that, but I do think there are some parallels to real life that we see on the race track.
- Just as the cars go around the track at a blistering speed, and it is hard to keep up with them; so it is with life. We keep going around the track, faster and faster, and the years move on.
- Just as the cars need to periodically go to their pit stop for refueling, a change of tires or minor repairs, so do we. As we race through this life, we need the pauses to recalibrate, refuel and make some adjustments.
- Just as the driver has a crew chief that he stays in contact with, and a pit crew that helps with the pit stops, so we need the same. We need those people in our lives that can see what is going on in the race that we cannot see. We need them to caution us, encourage us, and help us through the race. We need a crew to be there to assist us, support us, and cheer us on. And we need to be a part of a crew for others as well.
It is a bunch of 200 mph billboards (advertisements) going round and round, in circles, for 3 hours.
I guess I'll keep my belly revealing overalls in the closet...for now.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
FIRST THINGS FIRST
On Sunday, Father's Day, I attended my first NASCAR race, along with my dad and brother. I will blog about that later. However: FIRST THINGS FIRST
Yesterday, I celebrated 18 years with the most beautiful, wonderful, godly woman ever - my wife, Teresa!
Outside of my relationship with Jesus Christ, Teresa is the most important person in my life. And since I missed being home for Father's Day, there was no way I was missing the next day: our anniversary. We dropped the kids off at camp (their first time); and headed to Amish Country, just me and T. God's timing is always perfect. He knew we needed this time together.
Sometimes, as the years go on, it might be easy to take one another for granted. But, I think, in times of stress - especially - I realize just how important, and what a blessing it is to have a life partner like T. After losing my most recent ministry job, which was heartbreaking, we are now immersed in the stress of a job search and trying to sell our home. And even though we are under contract, there are many details upcoming that may derail it. Add onto that the fact that my wife is releasing her kids to strangers for a week, for the first time, and you have quite a bit of stress coming together.
And God has given us each other - to pray together - to hold each other - to encourage, lift up, support and to experience everything together. I am truly blessed, to have Teresa in my life, to walk through this brief journey with me. So, as she gets some extra sleep this morning, I now need to spend some time with God, to be ready to spend the rest of today with my friend, my lover.............................................my wife.
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!
Yesterday, I celebrated 18 years with the most beautiful, wonderful, godly woman ever - my wife, Teresa!
Outside of my relationship with Jesus Christ, Teresa is the most important person in my life. And since I missed being home for Father's Day, there was no way I was missing the next day: our anniversary. We dropped the kids off at camp (their first time); and headed to Amish Country, just me and T. God's timing is always perfect. He knew we needed this time together.
Sometimes, as the years go on, it might be easy to take one another for granted. But, I think, in times of stress - especially - I realize just how important, and what a blessing it is to have a life partner like T. After losing my most recent ministry job, which was heartbreaking, we are now immersed in the stress of a job search and trying to sell our home. And even though we are under contract, there are many details upcoming that may derail it. Add onto that the fact that my wife is releasing her kids to strangers for a week, for the first time, and you have quite a bit of stress coming together.
And God has given us each other - to pray together - to hold each other - to encourage, lift up, support and to experience everything together. I am truly blessed, to have Teresa in my life, to walk through this brief journey with me. So, as she gets some extra sleep this morning, I now need to spend some time with God, to be ready to spend the rest of today with my friend, my lover.............................................my wife.
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!
Thursday, June 14, 2012
What did your phone just say?
So, I'm standing in the bank, at a counter in the corner, filling out my deposit slip. A guy is standing next to me, doing the same. All of a sudden, I hear his phone SAY: "you have a __________ing text." And then it said it again. In other words, that was his ringtone: a female, computerized voice shouting an obscenity! I couldn't believe my ears. I know phones can do a lot these days; but I have never heard one swear. The guys said "oops" and turned off the "ringer." A little too late my friend. I don't want to be prejudice or anything, but he did have a construction shirt on. I was trying to think of why someone would have that kind of ringtone that everyone else is going to hear. I mean: is he really at the construction site, impressing his construction buddies with his obscenity laden ringtone? It "rings" and all his buddies are echoing "cool man"! Really? I guess, if anything, I won't be as critical when I hear all of the lame ringtones out there on everyone else's phones. At least they don't swear at me!
Friday, June 8, 2012
FROM 0 TO 120 MPH IN 4 SECONDS
That sounds cool, doesn't it? At least, for many guys, that sounds awesome. We normally think in terms of having a car, where we can accelerate fast, and at least feel like we are going 100 mph (note to any officers reading this: I'm talking about other guys - certainly not about myself - that's not safe, right?)! But, when you are not in control of the driving, surrounded by dozens of people screaming, and after accelerating to that speed, going vertical for over 400 feet, "cool" is not the first word that comes to mind. I am, of course, describing the Top Thrill Dragster, one of the great roller coasters found at Cedar Point in Sandusky, OH.
It was a blessing, that with the kids pitching in some savings, and my wife using her "e-bay" money, we were able to finish our home school year with a great field trip to Cedar Point. With being out of work, and searching all over the country for another ministry, who knows if we will have this opportunity as a family again. We are very grateful. It was a beautiful, sunny day, it was not crowded (some were still in school), and everybody had a great time (not to mention that I didn't completely lose consciousness at any time).
Because there were not many people there, we were able to ride most of the rides multiple times, with less than a 15 minute wait. But, I learned there are some blessings to not being able to just keep riding roller coaster after roller coaster. I'm not as young as I think I would like to be. I realized I was getting older, not because I got dizzy riding the roller coasters, but because I started getting dizzy watching my kids ride some of the rides! They seemed tireless, riding one ride after another, as I searched for shade and place to close my eyes and bow my head (in prayer, of course!).
Amusement parks are fun, but for those who are seeking the next thrill, on the next greatest thrill ride, soon find it doesn't last long. And they are off, seeking the next thrill. Even the $10 hot dog, stuffed animal "won" after spending another $10 on silly games, and the endless twists and turns of the thrill rides, we are left with the reality that satisfaction doesn't come at 120 miles per hour, or at 400 feet on a steel track. Real satisfaction comes from living each day, taking slow steps at low altitudes toward Christ (albeit sometimes dangerous and difficult!); and doing it in the context of community of family.
Thank you, Lord, for the privilege of enjoying a day like this with my family; but help me remember that every, ordinary day is an exciting opportunity to enjoy the thrills of knowing and following you!
It was a blessing, that with the kids pitching in some savings, and my wife using her "e-bay" money, we were able to finish our home school year with a great field trip to Cedar Point. With being out of work, and searching all over the country for another ministry, who knows if we will have this opportunity as a family again. We are very grateful. It was a beautiful, sunny day, it was not crowded (some were still in school), and everybody had a great time (not to mention that I didn't completely lose consciousness at any time).
Because there were not many people there, we were able to ride most of the rides multiple times, with less than a 15 minute wait. But, I learned there are some blessings to not being able to just keep riding roller coaster after roller coaster. I'm not as young as I think I would like to be. I realized I was getting older, not because I got dizzy riding the roller coasters, but because I started getting dizzy watching my kids ride some of the rides! They seemed tireless, riding one ride after another, as I searched for shade and place to close my eyes and bow my head (in prayer, of course!).
Amusement parks are fun, but for those who are seeking the next thrill, on the next greatest thrill ride, soon find it doesn't last long. And they are off, seeking the next thrill. Even the $10 hot dog, stuffed animal "won" after spending another $10 on silly games, and the endless twists and turns of the thrill rides, we are left with the reality that satisfaction doesn't come at 120 miles per hour, or at 400 feet on a steel track. Real satisfaction comes from living each day, taking slow steps at low altitudes toward Christ (albeit sometimes dangerous and difficult!); and doing it in the context of community of family.
Thank you, Lord, for the privilege of enjoying a day like this with my family; but help me remember that every, ordinary day is an exciting opportunity to enjoy the thrills of knowing and following you!
Thursday, May 31, 2012
This Ain't Your Mama's Church!
That really caught my attention. In fact, I had to look at it a few times just to make sure I read it correctly. It is not my favorite thing to do, and yet God has placed me in the position to search and be open for where God wants me to serve Him next. I would much rather have remained in the ministry, serving the people I invested in for 7 years. After 18 years of pastoral ministry, I find myself without a pastorate, and just leaning on God to open the door for where He is leading. One of the things I have been doing, in this search, is to take the list of websites provided by Dallas Theological Seminary and searching them for any possible fit.
It was on one of those websites that I saw the name of a church that was looking for a senior pastor. I first saw that it was in California, so it would provide one thing my wife would love: warm weather! But, seeing the name of the church caused my first reaction to be: "Are you serious?" I first thought someone was playing a joke, putting a fake ad up to lure in some unsuspecting pastors. Normally, if I don't like the name of a church, I don't spend any more time looking at it; but my curiosity got the best of me. So, I looked it up.
Yes, it exists: This Ain't Your Mama's Church is real. They also have a subtitle, which might put it in better perspective: Community Biker Church. That's right: a church for bikers! They describe themselves as a church "that shares the message of God's love and grace with the motorcycle community." First time I have heard of that. I don't think it would work well for me. One of the requirements is to have your own motorcycle. That rules me out. I remember riding a moped when I was growing up, and wiping out. Plus, my dad would always tell me about the terrible motorcycle accidents that would happen. I've never had the desire to own one. So, this is definitely the first time I've been "rejected" in ministry for that!
It is just another opportunity to do two things: First, to smile because of the unique and funny name of the church; and secondly, to praise God that there is a group of people out there trying to reach a unique group of people for Christ! I may not be their next biker pastor; but I can pray that God will bring just the right person to serve them, and to help them fulfill the mission God has given them: to disciple bikers! God bless the "This Ain't Your Mama's Church"!
It was on one of those websites that I saw the name of a church that was looking for a senior pastor. I first saw that it was in California, so it would provide one thing my wife would love: warm weather! But, seeing the name of the church caused my first reaction to be: "Are you serious?" I first thought someone was playing a joke, putting a fake ad up to lure in some unsuspecting pastors. Normally, if I don't like the name of a church, I don't spend any more time looking at it; but my curiosity got the best of me. So, I looked it up.
Yes, it exists: This Ain't Your Mama's Church is real. They also have a subtitle, which might put it in better perspective: Community Biker Church. That's right: a church for bikers! They describe themselves as a church "that shares the message of God's love and grace with the motorcycle community." First time I have heard of that. I don't think it would work well for me. One of the requirements is to have your own motorcycle. That rules me out. I remember riding a moped when I was growing up, and wiping out. Plus, my dad would always tell me about the terrible motorcycle accidents that would happen. I've never had the desire to own one. So, this is definitely the first time I've been "rejected" in ministry for that!
It is just another opportunity to do two things: First, to smile because of the unique and funny name of the church; and secondly, to praise God that there is a group of people out there trying to reach a unique group of people for Christ! I may not be their next biker pastor; but I can pray that God will bring just the right person to serve them, and to help them fulfill the mission God has given them: to disciple bikers! God bless the "This Ain't Your Mama's Church"!
Monday, May 28, 2012
A DAY TO REMEMBER
Like any other holiday, such as Mother's Day or Father's Day or Easter, etc., it is important to celebrate those special people and events more than once a year. However, we should still take the special day and celebrate the reason for which it has become known. Today, on Memorial Day, it is good to give a prayer of thanks, as we remember those who have given their lives for our freedom. We also are grateful for the families who have sacrificed, and for all of the men and women who currently serve our Country. It is especially meaningful to friends and family who remember those they have lost and those they miss, as they serve around the world. I spoke to a friend today who is sorrowful, because it was on a Memorial Day that he lost his father. There are many special memories for different people today.
For me, I cannot help but think of the One that I must thank the most for His ultimate sacrifice. His sacrifice guaranteed the greatest freedom there is, for those who have aligned themselves with Him. It is more meaningful, deeper, and greater than any loyalty we might have to the United States of America. It is not a loyalty to a nation, organization or family. It is a commitment that we make, with our lives, to serve the One who demonstrated the kind of loyalty, courage and honor that is unmatched in history. It not only enriches our lives here on Earth; but more importantly, it gives us a sure hope of eternal life, which lasts forever. It brings us into relationship with a person; and it is Him that we remember.
Thanks for your ultimate sacrifice, Jesus.
Today, I remember you!
For me, I cannot help but think of the One that I must thank the most for His ultimate sacrifice. His sacrifice guaranteed the greatest freedom there is, for those who have aligned themselves with Him. It is more meaningful, deeper, and greater than any loyalty we might have to the United States of America. It is not a loyalty to a nation, organization or family. It is a commitment that we make, with our lives, to serve the One who demonstrated the kind of loyalty, courage and honor that is unmatched in history. It not only enriches our lives here on Earth; but more importantly, it gives us a sure hope of eternal life, which lasts forever. It brings us into relationship with a person; and it is Him that we remember.
Thanks for your ultimate sacrifice, Jesus.
Today, I remember you!
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Jonathan Edwards last message
When I heard about this, I was intrigued for several reasons. First, Jonathan Edwards is well known, among pastors and theologians, for his part in the Great Awakening, the first spiritual revival in North America. And although living from 1703-1758 (died of complications following a small pox vaccination), he is still seen as a pivotal figure in bringing spiritual revival to colonial New England. Probably his most famous message is: "Sinners in the Hand of an Angry God."
I was also intrigued because a missionary friend of mine mentioned that he was greatly encouraged by Jonathan Edwards final message at the church he pastored for 23 years (First Church of Northampton, Massachusetts). The reason my friend enjoyed it so much is because of the rare personal nature of the message, and the transparency that Edwards had with the conflict that had caused him to be removed as pastor there. My missionary friend, along with his associate, had been "pushed out" of their ministry as well, after faithfully serving there many years. It was heartbreaking for them, and this message, from a well known evangelist of the Great Awakening was a good reminder and encouragement for them. Jonathan Edwards talked about his belief of what will happen when we, as believers, stand before God, our judge. Here is one excerpt from that message:
"At that time ministers, and the people who have been under their care, shall meet together before Christ, that he may judge between them, as to any controversies which have subsisted between them in this world...sometimes such controversies never have any proper determination in this world. But at the day of judgment there will be a full, perfect, and everlasting decision of them. The infallible Judge, the infinite fountain of light, truth, and justice, will judge between the contending parties, and will declare what is the truth, who is in the right, and what is agreeable to his mind and will. And in order, hereto, the parties must stand together before him at the last day, which will be the great day of finishing and determining all controversies, rectifying all mistakes, and abolishing all unrighteous judgments, errors, and confusions, which have before subsisted in the world of mankind." (The Sermons of Jonathan Edwards; Hendrickson Publishers, 2005).
The basic idea, that encouraged my missionary friend, and that can be an encouragement to all who have felt wronged by others, is this: That Edwards believed that even though his church wrongly pushed him out, he would, one day, be justified in front of God, and all would be made right. That meant that he didn't need to take revenge, or become bitter, or try to make it all right now. He could leave it in the hands of God. That helped my friend keep things in perspective, even though the hurt was still real. May all of us who have been hurt by others, even within the church, remember to "commit themselves to the One who judges righteously" (I Peter 2:23).
I was also intrigued because a missionary friend of mine mentioned that he was greatly encouraged by Jonathan Edwards final message at the church he pastored for 23 years (First Church of Northampton, Massachusetts). The reason my friend enjoyed it so much is because of the rare personal nature of the message, and the transparency that Edwards had with the conflict that had caused him to be removed as pastor there. My missionary friend, along with his associate, had been "pushed out" of their ministry as well, after faithfully serving there many years. It was heartbreaking for them, and this message, from a well known evangelist of the Great Awakening was a good reminder and encouragement for them. Jonathan Edwards talked about his belief of what will happen when we, as believers, stand before God, our judge. Here is one excerpt from that message:
"At that time ministers, and the people who have been under their care, shall meet together before Christ, that he may judge between them, as to any controversies which have subsisted between them in this world...sometimes such controversies never have any proper determination in this world. But at the day of judgment there will be a full, perfect, and everlasting decision of them. The infallible Judge, the infinite fountain of light, truth, and justice, will judge between the contending parties, and will declare what is the truth, who is in the right, and what is agreeable to his mind and will. And in order, hereto, the parties must stand together before him at the last day, which will be the great day of finishing and determining all controversies, rectifying all mistakes, and abolishing all unrighteous judgments, errors, and confusions, which have before subsisted in the world of mankind." (The Sermons of Jonathan Edwards; Hendrickson Publishers, 2005).
The basic idea, that encouraged my missionary friend, and that can be an encouragement to all who have felt wronged by others, is this: That Edwards believed that even though his church wrongly pushed him out, he would, one day, be justified in front of God, and all would be made right. That meant that he didn't need to take revenge, or become bitter, or try to make it all right now. He could leave it in the hands of God. That helped my friend keep things in perspective, even though the hurt was still real. May all of us who have been hurt by others, even within the church, remember to "commit themselves to the One who judges righteously" (I Peter 2:23).
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY
Don't worry...I know, I know: I'm either 9 days late or about Three hundred and forty something days early. But, one of the thoughts I have had for some time about my mom and my wife, as a mother, is that one day is certainly not enough to celebrate them, and to thank them for all that they do. In fact, for many moms, even if they are thanked and treated well on Mother's Day, they are seemingly forgotten after that...for the next 355 days, or so. So today, I was thinking about my mom, and my wife; and thought it would be good to thank them, again, not just for what they do; but for who they are.
Mom, even though I have not lived at home for many years now, I am forever grateful for you. I'm sure I was not thankful at the time, or even realized all that you gave of yourself, during those years; but I am more aware of it now as I watch Teresa give of herself in the same way. You had an incredible impact on me, did much for me, and I am sure I don't know half of all that you sacrificed and gave. I cannot repay you, but I can tell you that I love you; and I thank you for being a faithful mom, then and now!
Teresa, I know you may not think of yourself as a great mom (which I think may be one of the secret ingredients to being a great mom); but that isn't going to stop me from telling you that you are. Yes, you have weaknesses, and in the pressure cooker of parenting kids (multiply times 5), your weaknesses may be revealed more easily. But, since we all have weaknesses, and sin struggles, we cannot allow those to overshadow God's grace, as well as all the incredible strengths He has given you.
THANK YOU, for:
I LOVE YOU MOM
I LOVE YOU TERESA
HAPPY "MOTHER'S DAY"!
Mom, even though I have not lived at home for many years now, I am forever grateful for you. I'm sure I was not thankful at the time, or even realized all that you gave of yourself, during those years; but I am more aware of it now as I watch Teresa give of herself in the same way. You had an incredible impact on me, did much for me, and I am sure I don't know half of all that you sacrificed and gave. I cannot repay you, but I can tell you that I love you; and I thank you for being a faithful mom, then and now!
Teresa, I know you may not think of yourself as a great mom (which I think may be one of the secret ingredients to being a great mom); but that isn't going to stop me from telling you that you are. Yes, you have weaknesses, and in the pressure cooker of parenting kids (multiply times 5), your weaknesses may be revealed more easily. But, since we all have weaknesses, and sin struggles, we cannot allow those to overshadow God's grace, as well as all the incredible strengths He has given you.
THANK YOU, for:
- desiring to grow in your own personal relationship with Jesus
- wanted nothing more than for each of our children to walk with Jesus
- being willing to confront sinful tendencies
- faithfully fulfilling your duties as a mother, every single day
- throwing yourself completely into your relationships with each of us
- caring so much
- all the chores you do, many of which are never recognized
- teaching your children to work and be a productive member of our family
- teaching our children at home
- all that you do
I LOVE YOU MOM
I LOVE YOU TERESA
HAPPY "MOTHER'S DAY"!
Sunday, May 20, 2012
HOUSE FOR SALE
This will be my 3rd time selling a home, and I admit it is not my favorite thing (or even in the top 100 of favorite things) to do. Some people love it and even make a living off it. That is certainly not my calling...or hobby! But, it is what God has given us to do, so it is with faith and hope in Him, that we have listed our home (officially) and will leave the outcome in His hands. If He sells the home quickly, we may be in a situation where we will need to find somewhere else to live before we find my next job. Thankfully, an extended family member has already offered that to us. What a blessing (if needed)! If He chooses not to sell our home in the next few months, we could be in a situation where I have no work, no pay, and still have this mortgage. Even if I get a job somewhere else, still having the home will be a "problem". But, that is why this is called faith. It is up to God to provide for us, in His way and time. And in the process, He will teach us what we need to learn, about Him and about ourselves.
We need your help. If you know of anyone looking for a home in the Cleveland, OH area, would you please guide them to our website: www.29575dorchester.com or to our multiple listing number: 3319413, which can be found in different places, including realtor.com
Thanks!
We need your help. If you know of anyone looking for a home in the Cleveland, OH area, would you please guide them to our website: www.29575dorchester.com or to our multiple listing number: 3319413, which can be found in different places, including realtor.com
Thanks!
Saturday, May 12, 2012
GARBAGE...I mean...GARAGE SALE!
Over the past 2 days, I had the problem...I mean...privilege of experience our garage sale (oh, how cursed...I mean...blessed I am)! Do I even need to say it? My wife loves them...I don't. I won't use the word "hate" because it might sound too tame. I guess I don't really hate garage sales, I just don't like them (really, really, really, really, really, don't like them).
Why not? Glad you asked! Here's the top 100 reasons (let's make it the top 10 so that someone might actually take the time to read this): [in no particular order] - 1) It's a lot of work for little money (it just doesn't seem worth it; but once I consider we made over $600 in just 2 days, maybe I should change my mind. 2) It's just junk (I know, I know: those little glass pigeons are really quite; but I just don't get it). I don't think my wife agrees with the "junk" part. 3) There is a lot of lifting and moving involved: there's moving the stuff we don't want to sell so no one buys it; moving the stuff we do want to sell - up the stairs, down the stairs, outside, inside, in the garage, out to the driveway, on the porch, back off the porch, and everywhere else you can imagine. (If it's a garage sale, just put everything in there, piled high, and sell the garage. Isn't that like a popular T.V. show or something?). 4) It's outside. We already have to go outside to get in the air conditioned car. Why would we want to go outside, on purpose, just sit there for 2 days, sweat and get sunburned? As my wife would probably say: Why not! That is one of my wife's favorite parts about the garage sale. 5) The signs: with a garage sale comes putting up garage sale signs.There is the making the signs part, going out to busy intersections, and nailing them to telephone poles; all the while trying not to get run over! Why are we doing this?
6) It's not just a garage sale: it's a bake sale, a lemonade stand; and somehow turns into a fair. We can't just sell the junk...I mean...treasure; but we have to sell everything else we can think of. I think our kids make more selling quarter priced brownies, or lemon bread or snow cone or lemonade or, my favorite: huge chocolate chip cookies (those were actually worth the 75 cent mark-up). O.k.I guess it's not so bad. It is cute to see my kids be so entrprenuerial (sp?). But, I had to have a number 6, right? 7) Haggling. Is that what it is called? You know what I mean, right? The person comes and picks up an item we are selling. It clearly says on the sticker: $1. To me, that means it costs $1. Doesn't that make sense? But NO, not to these people. Would you take 50 cents? My wife then responds: "How about 75 cents?" They come back: How about 60...I'll take 65...Deal! Really? What are we doing here? Is it $1 or not? But, believe it or not, this happens to be one of my wife's favorite things about garage sales. Leave me out of it. When she starts "haggling", I walk away, pretending I never knew the woman. 8) No food. Because we are so focused on the sale, we don't have time to cook any good food. That leaves us eating (and usually buying) our kids cookies, brownies, lemonade and ordering out pizza. Oh, wait a second...I guess I like that part. Oh well...I'll hide it here, in the list of things I don't like, and I'm sure no one will notice it! 9)The aftermath: when the sale is over, it's not over...it's never over (well, I guess it does eventually end, but "it's never over" just sounds better. There is the extra hours my wife and her friends want to sit outside and take in more rays and welcome more customers. Then, there is the "tear down" of the signs, moving the stuff back to where it came from in the first place...there is the placing of some stuff on the curb for people to take for free (tell people on craigslist that something is free and they seem to be there in less than 60 seconds)...then there is the decision of which stuff is going on e-bay, which stuff is going on craigslist for sale, and which stuff is headed to good-will (which all goes back to my great idea about stuffing everything in the garage and selling the garage)! 10) Come on: it's a garage sale
Why not? Glad you asked! Here's the top 100 reasons (let's make it the top 10 so that someone might actually take the time to read this): [in no particular order] - 1) It's a lot of work for little money (it just doesn't seem worth it; but once I consider we made over $600 in just 2 days, maybe I should change my mind. 2) It's just junk (I know, I know: those little glass pigeons are really quite; but I just don't get it). I don't think my wife agrees with the "junk" part. 3) There is a lot of lifting and moving involved: there's moving the stuff we don't want to sell so no one buys it; moving the stuff we do want to sell - up the stairs, down the stairs, outside, inside, in the garage, out to the driveway, on the porch, back off the porch, and everywhere else you can imagine. (If it's a garage sale, just put everything in there, piled high, and sell the garage. Isn't that like a popular T.V. show or something?). 4) It's outside. We already have to go outside to get in the air conditioned car. Why would we want to go outside, on purpose, just sit there for 2 days, sweat and get sunburned? As my wife would probably say: Why not! That is one of my wife's favorite parts about the garage sale. 5) The signs: with a garage sale comes putting up garage sale signs.There is the making the signs part, going out to busy intersections, and nailing them to telephone poles; all the while trying not to get run over! Why are we doing this?
6) It's not just a garage sale: it's a bake sale, a lemonade stand; and somehow turns into a fair. We can't just sell the junk...I mean...treasure; but we have to sell everything else we can think of. I think our kids make more selling quarter priced brownies, or lemon bread or snow cone or lemonade or, my favorite: huge chocolate chip cookies (those were actually worth the 75 cent mark-up). O.k.I guess it's not so bad. It is cute to see my kids be so entrprenuerial (sp?). But, I had to have a number 6, right? 7) Haggling. Is that what it is called? You know what I mean, right? The person comes and picks up an item we are selling. It clearly says on the sticker: $1. To me, that means it costs $1. Doesn't that make sense? But NO, not to these people. Would you take 50 cents? My wife then responds: "How about 75 cents?" They come back: How about 60...I'll take 65...Deal! Really? What are we doing here? Is it $1 or not? But, believe it or not, this happens to be one of my wife's favorite things about garage sales. Leave me out of it. When she starts "haggling", I walk away, pretending I never knew the woman. 8) No food. Because we are so focused on the sale, we don't have time to cook any good food. That leaves us eating (and usually buying) our kids cookies, brownies, lemonade and ordering out pizza. Oh, wait a second...I guess I like that part. Oh well...I'll hide it here, in the list of things I don't like, and I'm sure no one will notice it! 9)The aftermath: when the sale is over, it's not over...it's never over (well, I guess it does eventually end, but "it's never over" just sounds better. There is the extra hours my wife and her friends want to sit outside and take in more rays and welcome more customers. Then, there is the "tear down" of the signs, moving the stuff back to where it came from in the first place...there is the placing of some stuff on the curb for people to take for free (tell people on craigslist that something is free and they seem to be there in less than 60 seconds)...then there is the decision of which stuff is going on e-bay, which stuff is going on craigslist for sale, and which stuff is headed to good-will (which all goes back to my great idea about stuffing everything in the garage and selling the garage)! 10) Come on: it's a garage sale
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Steve Jobs
Recently, on a plane, I saw someone with the book: Steve Jobs; and it reminded me that I would like to read it sometime. It interested me, not because I am a computer geek (no one would ever accuse me of that); but because Mr. Jobs was a famous figure, who changed technology for everyone, including me. And since his life is now over (passed away this past October), I would like to know what was most important to him. My wife checked out the book for me, but because of its popularity it was a 7 day loan; and it is a big book! She said they had a large print edition that could be a longer loan, but I just couldn't bring my young self to get it. Today is day 7 and I just finished it. I admit I sped read some sections.
First of all, I agree that Steve Jobs was a genius. He didn't always come up with the technology himself, but he was a visionary and knew how to get the right people to go beyond even what they thought was capable. He certainly was an incredible leader, although the way he led is highly controversial. And no one can argue that he didn't incredibly impact life as we know it. Even though I am not a "Mac" guy, I love the iphone and some of the greatest innovations in technology seem to have come from the Apple company in the last few years. If not the greatest, then certainly the most popular.
When Steve died, he had a ton of money (which he always insisted was not important), a ton of fame (I think he did like that part), and a most successful company (he was banking on the idea that he put Apple in a position to be a long lasting company). The writer, biographer, Walter Isaacson, believes that Steve Jobs will be remembered 100 years from now as we remember Edison and Ford. We will see (well, we won't, but our grand kids might). He worked hard and made his own way. There is much to admire about Steve Jobs. I suppose many might even be jealous of many aspects of his life: the women, the cars, the money, the prestige, etc. But, not me.
I love true stories and the way Isaacson wrote, it seems that it was pretty true to life. In his lifetime, Steve Jobs controlled a lot of people and found a way to manipulate the truth. In fact, many times in the book, his "reality distortion field" was mentioned. But, the author was free to tell the whole story, which included many unflattering things. No doubt, we all have unflattering things that are true about us; and most of us wouldn't want them written down for the world to see. I give him credit for that as well.
But, for me personally, the reading of this book brought 2 distinct emotions: I felt sorry for Steve; and I felt grateful for the life God has given me. I felt sorry for Steve because I really believe he chased after the wrong things. His career path was fine and his inventions were great; but he kept pursuing peace and happiness down the path that could never bring it. He tried religion, but that, as he even admitted, did not bring the peace he was looking for. He got most everything he wanted, but he verbally and emotionally "abused" many in the process. When Isaacson asked him "Why are you sometimes so mean"?, he responded: "This is who I am, and you can't expect me to be someone I'm not." I feel sorry for him...especially now that his life is over and he has to face his Creator.
I also feel very grateful to God. The greatest gift He gave me was eternal life. Nothing on earth can compare to that. He also gave me the grace to place family and relationships as a high priority, even over work. People are the most important to God (certainly more than anything we could create) and any "legacy" I have will be lived out in those that I impact, for the good. I am a failure in many things, but by God's grace, my short life will help others (not learn any new technological gadgets); but instead, will somehow help many take their next steps in their spiritual journey.
I recommend you read the book, enjoy it; and be grateful.
First of all, I agree that Steve Jobs was a genius. He didn't always come up with the technology himself, but he was a visionary and knew how to get the right people to go beyond even what they thought was capable. He certainly was an incredible leader, although the way he led is highly controversial. And no one can argue that he didn't incredibly impact life as we know it. Even though I am not a "Mac" guy, I love the iphone and some of the greatest innovations in technology seem to have come from the Apple company in the last few years. If not the greatest, then certainly the most popular.
When Steve died, he had a ton of money (which he always insisted was not important), a ton of fame (I think he did like that part), and a most successful company (he was banking on the idea that he put Apple in a position to be a long lasting company). The writer, biographer, Walter Isaacson, believes that Steve Jobs will be remembered 100 years from now as we remember Edison and Ford. We will see (well, we won't, but our grand kids might). He worked hard and made his own way. There is much to admire about Steve Jobs. I suppose many might even be jealous of many aspects of his life: the women, the cars, the money, the prestige, etc. But, not me.
I love true stories and the way Isaacson wrote, it seems that it was pretty true to life. In his lifetime, Steve Jobs controlled a lot of people and found a way to manipulate the truth. In fact, many times in the book, his "reality distortion field" was mentioned. But, the author was free to tell the whole story, which included many unflattering things. No doubt, we all have unflattering things that are true about us; and most of us wouldn't want them written down for the world to see. I give him credit for that as well.
But, for me personally, the reading of this book brought 2 distinct emotions: I felt sorry for Steve; and I felt grateful for the life God has given me. I felt sorry for Steve because I really believe he chased after the wrong things. His career path was fine and his inventions were great; but he kept pursuing peace and happiness down the path that could never bring it. He tried religion, but that, as he even admitted, did not bring the peace he was looking for. He got most everything he wanted, but he verbally and emotionally "abused" many in the process. When Isaacson asked him "Why are you sometimes so mean"?, he responded: "This is who I am, and you can't expect me to be someone I'm not." I feel sorry for him...especially now that his life is over and he has to face his Creator.
I also feel very grateful to God. The greatest gift He gave me was eternal life. Nothing on earth can compare to that. He also gave me the grace to place family and relationships as a high priority, even over work. People are the most important to God (certainly more than anything we could create) and any "legacy" I have will be lived out in those that I impact, for the good. I am a failure in many things, but by God's grace, my short life will help others (not learn any new technological gadgets); but instead, will somehow help many take their next steps in their spiritual journey.
I recommend you read the book, enjoy it; and be grateful.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Junior
I have been a football fan for most of my life. And although I have my favorite teams, I also have favorite players that might not be fortunate enough to be on one of MY teams. One of those guys was Junior Seau. When he played for the Chargers, I cheered for the Chargers, including their incredible run to the Superbowl many years ago. He was all energy, great spirit and attitude on the field, and just loved the game. I hadn't thought about him for quite awhile, until yesterday of course. And sports fans everywhere, even young ones, have now heard of Junior Seau. But, the reason we are talking about him now, is not because he was a great football player or great guy. Those of the things people will talk about as he is remembered.
Junior Seau is dead, and the preliminary suspicion is death by suicide. Many are bringing up questions about whether or not he had depression or if the constant contact he took over his many years of football affected his brain to this extent. There are many, many questions swirling around his death. But, this one thing is sure: He is dead, at the age of 43. His life is over; and no one can do anything about it. All we can do now is learn from his life, as well as his death. I didn't know him personally, so what I learn from his death is pretty much what we can learn from the death of anyone.
No one is exempt from this end. And anytime someone younger than me dies, it impacts me a little more. We have no guarantees of another day, let alone another year, or 40 years. The Bible is clear on this and every time someone dies, we see the truth revealed. At one time, Junior had money, fame and pretty much anything else he wanted. But, with all of his effort and money and fame, it couldn't buy him one more day on earth. Even if we don't want to blame him, or football, or anyone, the fact holds true: his days on this earth are over; and now he faces judgment before a holy God.
So, once again, this is what I have learned, as it relates to me:
This moment is the only moment I may have - so, I must use it for God's glory
Life is short, regardless of how long I live - so, make the most of this one life
This life is not about getting money or fame or pleasure - so, remember why I'm here
None of us deserve to live a moment longer - so, be thankful to God for every breath
Make a difference today, for eternal purposes; for it may be your last opportunity
I pray that Junior Seau was prepared for eternity, even at age 43.
Am I?
Junior Seau is dead, and the preliminary suspicion is death by suicide. Many are bringing up questions about whether or not he had depression or if the constant contact he took over his many years of football affected his brain to this extent. There are many, many questions swirling around his death. But, this one thing is sure: He is dead, at the age of 43. His life is over; and no one can do anything about it. All we can do now is learn from his life, as well as his death. I didn't know him personally, so what I learn from his death is pretty much what we can learn from the death of anyone.
No one is exempt from this end. And anytime someone younger than me dies, it impacts me a little more. We have no guarantees of another day, let alone another year, or 40 years. The Bible is clear on this and every time someone dies, we see the truth revealed. At one time, Junior had money, fame and pretty much anything else he wanted. But, with all of his effort and money and fame, it couldn't buy him one more day on earth. Even if we don't want to blame him, or football, or anyone, the fact holds true: his days on this earth are over; and now he faces judgment before a holy God.
So, once again, this is what I have learned, as it relates to me:
This moment is the only moment I may have - so, I must use it for God's glory
Life is short, regardless of how long I live - so, make the most of this one life
This life is not about getting money or fame or pleasure - so, remember why I'm here
None of us deserve to live a moment longer - so, be thankful to God for every breath
Make a difference today, for eternal purposes; for it may be your last opportunity
I pray that Junior Seau was prepared for eternity, even at age 43.
Am I?
Sunday, April 29, 2012
THE DRAFT
I suppose in a generation past, being called into real war, the draft would not be something you were hoping to be chosen in. But, this past weekend, if you said "the draft", most would be thinking about the National Football League's draft, as the teams choose from last year's best college football players, making many of them instant millionaires. One of the highest drama impacts of every draft happens in the "green room". That is where the players who were invited, and expected to be drafted high, wait until they receive the phone call from the team drafting them, and then to have their name called. The cameras love to focus on the guys who thought they were going in earlier rounds, only to sit and wait...and wait...and wait some more. They all eventually get called, but sometimes there is an embarrassment or frustration attached; and sometimes loss of a lot of cash. Poor guys, right?
But, as I was watching the draft, and especially the green room action, I thought about a spiritual comparison. What if we were all in the green room, waiting to be drafted by God, in order to serve Him? I know I would be waiting quite a long time; longer than you, I'm sure. But, I am so thankful God doesn't do it that way...aren't you? First, the fact that I would be chosen at all, has nothing to do with anything good I have done. In football terms, I have no speed, to cutback ability, no soft hands, no accuracy, and no "up-sides". In fact, I failed the "wonder-lick test"! But, I am thankful it is not about that:
"For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing: it is the gift of God."
Ephesians 2:8
I have no business being in the "green room", but I am there, by God's grace, by His gift. Then, when it comes to being chosen by Him, to serve Him, I should be overlooked. I am weak, sinful, and fail all the time. And yet, our God likes to choose guys like me to serve Him; and people like you to:
"For consider your calling, brothers: not many of you were wise according to worldly standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth. But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong; God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are, so that no human being might boast in the presence of God." - I Corinthians 1:26-29
Isn't that amazing? So, don't get too comfortable in the green room. Your name has already been called. Go put your hat on, and get to work.You are not serving, to earn a spot on the team. You are serving because, despite your unimpressive speed and agility, you were chosen, by grace, to play on the greatest team ever. You are playing (living) to bring our leader, God Himself, all the glory, for every victory. Stop thinking about yourself and what you are incapable of; and start realizing what our great God can do through you.
Come join me on the field, and let's make the most of our opportunity. Game on!
But, as I was watching the draft, and especially the green room action, I thought about a spiritual comparison. What if we were all in the green room, waiting to be drafted by God, in order to serve Him? I know I would be waiting quite a long time; longer than you, I'm sure. But, I am so thankful God doesn't do it that way...aren't you? First, the fact that I would be chosen at all, has nothing to do with anything good I have done. In football terms, I have no speed, to cutback ability, no soft hands, no accuracy, and no "up-sides". In fact, I failed the "wonder-lick test"! But, I am thankful it is not about that:
"For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing: it is the gift of God."
Ephesians 2:8
I have no business being in the "green room", but I am there, by God's grace, by His gift. Then, when it comes to being chosen by Him, to serve Him, I should be overlooked. I am weak, sinful, and fail all the time. And yet, our God likes to choose guys like me to serve Him; and people like you to:
"For consider your calling, brothers: not many of you were wise according to worldly standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth. But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong; God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are, so that no human being might boast in the presence of God." - I Corinthians 1:26-29
Isn't that amazing? So, don't get too comfortable in the green room. Your name has already been called. Go put your hat on, and get to work.You are not serving, to earn a spot on the team. You are serving because, despite your unimpressive speed and agility, you were chosen, by grace, to play on the greatest team ever. You are playing (living) to bring our leader, God Himself, all the glory, for every victory. Stop thinking about yourself and what you are incapable of; and start realizing what our great God can do through you.
Come join me on the field, and let's make the most of our opportunity. Game on!
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