Church is taking a big hit in today's societal "push 'n shove" for attention. For a large part, this intended godly entity has been moved to the back of the bus due to both neglect and indifference. I have no idea how I have contributed to this misalignment of spiritual significance.
Religion is a slight-of-hand of Satan. He doesn't care that we go through the motions. He just doesn't want Jesus to become our conviction of Life. He doesn't mind that we have Bibles or even believe in them. He just doesn't want us reading them.
In my own fragment of the Christian world, we have strong emphasis on three, what we might call, vital signs; (1) Command, (2) Example, and (3) Necessary inference. Go to the Bible and find where these three things are clearly taught, spelled out in its simplicity. The latter of the three, necessary inference, is inserted by Restorationists to make the Word say what we couldn't get it to say otherwise.
This three-fold, man-made, guide shoots ourselves in the foot. The latter one permits a student to make desires of the mind or preferences of our practice to reach any conclusion for which we might inwardly yearn.
1. Believe in the Bible; but seldom open it?
2. Believe in prayer; but seldom practice it?
3. Believe in evangelism; but seldom personally engage in it?
4. Believe in giving; but seldom surrender to it?
5. Believe in loving one another; but seldom beyond those we already love?
Why do I think from this slant? Granted, it is very likely that there are a hefty number of church members who would not fit the above inclinations. Yet, I think this way....because as the preacher...I was this way. I was a Bible-promoting, Bible-pounding, smart-mouth who was guilty of each of the above five charges. That's....how I know.
I had the rules down...best I could anyway...with intent of mastering them all. My problem was that I didn't know Jesus and I didn't believe that I, personally, could make an eternal difference for people. Welp, there went the Great Commission right out the window! So, my alternate route was to be egotistical in what little I knew and critical of other religious people because they apparently weren't as sharp as me.
Why is it such a challenge to follow the Son of God? Mankind (men and women) (just like you and me) have an inordinate amount of bias within our religious veins. This leaning or preference has formed a barrier to the heart; the heart of self and the hearts of others. It, then, keeps us from learning....learning of the perpetual, continual, vast wonders of our mighty Creator.
May we prune away some of our own dead limbs before we approach the forest of glorious community. Hope is for them. They learn of it via those of us who find it ourselves.
Tuesday, May 01, 2018
Sunday, April 29, 2018
CHURCH: IT'S MARVEL AND IT'S REJECTION
The Bible is simplistically clear: the foundation of authentic life is not found in the true church but in the head of it...the Savior of it. The church that Jesus is building is a glorious entity, but itself is not our saving grace. Jesus is. We have long strayed from the very Truth we proclaim by substituting preferential regulation of religious habit for explorational heart connection to the Adventurous Leader. Jesus broke the mold and breaks the back of a system that became nothing more than same ol' same ol' deadening practices.
The above would be a significant part of why the world rejects those among us who do what one can to display a lively faith. Sadder, this is why communities are loaded with former church attenders. It offered a routine that seldom pressed for individual growth. Rather, we developed a format that kept the "church people" content without ruffling our highly touchy feathers. This is an unwritten doctrine in many of our well-established congregations.
Such a trail disrupts every generation when focused on tradition rather than exploration of increased faith. To be clear from personal experience, vast amounts of Christians will assemble today to see that the order of worship doesn't include anything "out of the ordinary"; in others words, our controlling tradition of "the way we like things". Our comfort has never been His goal. The Cross may be key here.
The truth of the matter--or the Truth of the Matter--is that we are deeply engaged in an ongoing battle to break from personal hesitancy and hiding at the cost of risk. Safety, once again, has been the religious mantra ever since that escapade of denial in the Garden.
The church is to be a marvel of God. It is to be outrageous in its faith, its reach, and its remarkable distance....going into all of the world. For we believers, there will always be the call, God's call, to abort the self-security of hiding within the framework of seeing that church is done right for sixty minutes.
As remarkable as the true trek of Jesus is, the Word of God calls for us to duplicate it. We are to believe deeply, serve mightily, and bravely approach unexplainable possibility. This develops a joy and a needed excitement within the hearts of every generation for, regardless of age, we are to be new day by day.
Today there will be millions gather for "church" possibly under the guise of "doing church right". This strain is embedded within all denominations as well as the many who broke from the tight reigns of denominationalism...only to eventually develop as very similar independent habit-forming, self-satisfying deadening doctrine. This is the trait of routine religion of which killed the Master as he insisted that it be broken up.
The marvel of the church is that we are forever learners who hold tightly to Jesus while he takes us places we could have never imagined; in worship, in service, in vision, and in outreach. The rejection of the true church, while so many parade such a stance with pride, is that our church habit can be found to strongly replace spiritual flexibility.
The Good News is...and there is always such a facet...that every individual can transition from rejection to marvel as quick as a heartbeat. When we choose to enter the vast and glorious unknown of Kingdom potential by cutting the habitual ties anchored to safety, we will have entered the terrain of the working God.
Go. For. It. Best. You. Can.
The above would be a significant part of why the world rejects those among us who do what one can to display a lively faith. Sadder, this is why communities are loaded with former church attenders. It offered a routine that seldom pressed for individual growth. Rather, we developed a format that kept the "church people" content without ruffling our highly touchy feathers. This is an unwritten doctrine in many of our well-established congregations.
Such a trail disrupts every generation when focused on tradition rather than exploration of increased faith. To be clear from personal experience, vast amounts of Christians will assemble today to see that the order of worship doesn't include anything "out of the ordinary"; in others words, our controlling tradition of "the way we like things". Our comfort has never been His goal. The Cross may be key here.
The truth of the matter--or the Truth of the Matter--is that we are deeply engaged in an ongoing battle to break from personal hesitancy and hiding at the cost of risk. Safety, once again, has been the religious mantra ever since that escapade of denial in the Garden.
The church is to be a marvel of God. It is to be outrageous in its faith, its reach, and its remarkable distance....going into all of the world. For we believers, there will always be the call, God's call, to abort the self-security of hiding within the framework of seeing that church is done right for sixty minutes.
As remarkable as the true trek of Jesus is, the Word of God calls for us to duplicate it. We are to believe deeply, serve mightily, and bravely approach unexplainable possibility. This develops a joy and a needed excitement within the hearts of every generation for, regardless of age, we are to be new day by day.
Today there will be millions gather for "church" possibly under the guise of "doing church right". This strain is embedded within all denominations as well as the many who broke from the tight reigns of denominationalism...only to eventually develop as very similar independent habit-forming, self-satisfying deadening doctrine. This is the trait of routine religion of which killed the Master as he insisted that it be broken up.
The marvel of the church is that we are forever learners who hold tightly to Jesus while he takes us places we could have never imagined; in worship, in service, in vision, and in outreach. The rejection of the true church, while so many parade such a stance with pride, is that our church habit can be found to strongly replace spiritual flexibility.
The Good News is...and there is always such a facet...that every individual can transition from rejection to marvel as quick as a heartbeat. When we choose to enter the vast and glorious unknown of Kingdom potential by cutting the habitual ties anchored to safety, we will have entered the terrain of the working God.
Go. For. It. Best. You. Can.
Wednesday, April 25, 2018
HOW DOES ONE AGE NEW?
The world of God is beyond strange. It is always on the grow. How ironic that the biggest battle over new concepts comes from congregational settings. Church after church, member after member...all battle an endless and fatiguing war of the new. Some make the adjustment quickly while others become devoted to ending any such drive. But these latter combatants choose not to label it as growing in the Lord. Their/our/my cry is directed at warding off words like "new" and "change".
The Kingdom is most baffling to God's followers because these two words bring mixed reviews. They stir enthusiasm and ambition in some; yet trouble and heartburn for others. However, it is a clear biblical principle that each disciple is to perpetually advance (grow/increase) into the realm of the next level of followship and fellowship. We are not to be baptized...and then fossilized.
I was reading an article today about the Chicago Cubs manager, Joe Maddon. Maddon is the oldest manager in the Majors. He is quite successful at his role and his team gives my Cardinals a firm challenge year after year.
At age 64, Maddon has a most intriguing insight. "I feel like I've always remained contemporary, not by plan, but I've always been curious." He continued, "We are all raised in different generations. And whatever generation you come from, you're always going to have an old-school method to it. You know, from when you grew up. But in referencing the past, you have to stay current with what's going on now--or even what's occurring down the road."
The magic word of that interview to me is "curious". From that comment one can determine that this manager is most exhilarated by the success of now; yet is attentive to what else can develop. Curious. This word inspires because, for me, it wonders what else can be. What could become? What would take place if? How might we reach more, teach more, believe more, improve more?
This trait, or the lack of it, seems to consistently separate the dreamers from the regulators; the flexible from the rigid. I've seen both, thought like both, and been both. One lives in consistent aggravation while the other pursues yet an alternate perspective to draw more into the Kingdom Life.
How does one age new? How is it that we can reflect the biblical truth that we really are newer day by day? One of the ways is to grow new, think new, believe new, and...be in awe of God that such is His idea. It is up to us to see that the concept of faith...even as some visit us on Sunday mornings...is a lively movement forward rather than a scene of taking us back in time. With God, even churches are to age new.
The Kingdom is most baffling to God's followers because these two words bring mixed reviews. They stir enthusiasm and ambition in some; yet trouble and heartburn for others. However, it is a clear biblical principle that each disciple is to perpetually advance (grow/increase) into the realm of the next level of followship and fellowship. We are not to be baptized...and then fossilized.
I was reading an article today about the Chicago Cubs manager, Joe Maddon. Maddon is the oldest manager in the Majors. He is quite successful at his role and his team gives my Cardinals a firm challenge year after year.
At age 64, Maddon has a most intriguing insight. "I feel like I've always remained contemporary, not by plan, but I've always been curious." He continued, "We are all raised in different generations. And whatever generation you come from, you're always going to have an old-school method to it. You know, from when you grew up. But in referencing the past, you have to stay current with what's going on now--or even what's occurring down the road."
The magic word of that interview to me is "curious". From that comment one can determine that this manager is most exhilarated by the success of now; yet is attentive to what else can develop. Curious. This word inspires because, for me, it wonders what else can be. What could become? What would take place if? How might we reach more, teach more, believe more, improve more?
This trait, or the lack of it, seems to consistently separate the dreamers from the regulators; the flexible from the rigid. I've seen both, thought like both, and been both. One lives in consistent aggravation while the other pursues yet an alternate perspective to draw more into the Kingdom Life.
How does one age new? How is it that we can reflect the biblical truth that we really are newer day by day? One of the ways is to grow new, think new, believe new, and...be in awe of God that such is His idea. It is up to us to see that the concept of faith...even as some visit us on Sunday mornings...is a lively movement forward rather than a scene of taking us back in time. With God, even churches are to age new.
LEARN--LEAD--LEAP
When I begin a post, I try to write the final sentence first. (It is already on the screen as I now type this comment.) It is the goal, the message in a nutshell, of what I want you to take away. Afterward, I write with a form of leadership to hopefully help you arrive at a practical and useful destination.
Our walk seems to be a rather simple procedure of learning, then leading, and then leaping. Learn what's needed, lead out beyond habit-forming restrictions, and then leap into the unknown and unfathomable future is surely anything but a boring and mundane trip through the corridors of life. I'm sympathetic to every hesitant person as this old world has a way of talking us down from taking the jump into what possibly could be the greatest move of our so-far lives.
Our God, among His many traits, is Creative. And, He calls us to imitate His Word(s). A threat to our Christian virtues is that we will operate on our own understanding rather than the daring trust of His unexplainable, unpredictable style. God doesn't fit the fear-mold that tends to dominate the brain-trust of humanity. We must be careful to refrain from believing we have a better common-sense grip on life than....than God.
Common Sense is too often the hooded villain who wishes to hold faith at gunless point. It marches into every business meeting and stands with bold guard over nearly every decision. Common Sense is often found to be fearful of three things: learning, leading, and leaping. Why is that? Trusting in ourselves? Possibly?
Too much of the Christian field is being sabotaged; not by exterior interference but by interior hedging in three areas. Yep, they've been named. I go through this perpetually in my daily walk. I'm either looking over my shoulder hoping I escaped my critics or else I'm inwardly insecure due to my own self-criticism.
Therefore, should you be somewhat like me, I cheer you on. We can be wonderfully grateful for the faith(ful) of our past. Do hear the calling. No believer is along for the ride. It is not our goal (first) to go to Heaven. It is our call to step up to the incredible dynamics of faith. May we dare walk out into uncharted waters of opportunity...just as Jesus once walked out onto the threatening waves only to use them as the new highway of world impact.
(And here it comes...my final sentence...written at the beginning.)
Learn from your past! Lead from that learning into the now! Leap by the learning and then leading...into the future!
Our walk seems to be a rather simple procedure of learning, then leading, and then leaping. Learn what's needed, lead out beyond habit-forming restrictions, and then leap into the unknown and unfathomable future is surely anything but a boring and mundane trip through the corridors of life. I'm sympathetic to every hesitant person as this old world has a way of talking us down from taking the jump into what possibly could be the greatest move of our so-far lives.
Our God, among His many traits, is Creative. And, He calls us to imitate His Word(s). A threat to our Christian virtues is that we will operate on our own understanding rather than the daring trust of His unexplainable, unpredictable style. God doesn't fit the fear-mold that tends to dominate the brain-trust of humanity. We must be careful to refrain from believing we have a better common-sense grip on life than....than God.
Common Sense is too often the hooded villain who wishes to hold faith at gunless point. It marches into every business meeting and stands with bold guard over nearly every decision. Common Sense is often found to be fearful of three things: learning, leading, and leaping. Why is that? Trusting in ourselves? Possibly?
Too much of the Christian field is being sabotaged; not by exterior interference but by interior hedging in three areas. Yep, they've been named. I go through this perpetually in my daily walk. I'm either looking over my shoulder hoping I escaped my critics or else I'm inwardly insecure due to my own self-criticism.
Therefore, should you be somewhat like me, I cheer you on. We can be wonderfully grateful for the faith(ful) of our past. Do hear the calling. No believer is along for the ride. It is not our goal (first) to go to Heaven. It is our call to step up to the incredible dynamics of faith. May we dare walk out into uncharted waters of opportunity...just as Jesus once walked out onto the threatening waves only to use them as the new highway of world impact.
(And here it comes...my final sentence...written at the beginning.)
Learn from your past! Lead from that learning into the now! Leap by the learning and then leading...into the future!
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
GOING INTO ALL OF THE WORLD...IS SOMETHING TO BE LEARNED
The longer I experience ministry the more I note how similar we all are. Talents vary. Missions are surely versatile. Personalities are indeed different. Yet, one thing is a plague to each. It's a Devil tactic. Fear. I was a student in the Fear 101 course for far too long. I learned how to negotiate threatening circumstances and avoid all potential interactions among those other than the closest of friends.
My goal was to protect myself from looking badly. I had two self-satisfying mottos. "Try Not To Mess It Up." My second motto was similar, "If It Needs To Be Done, Someone Else Can Do It Better". I lived, as a minister, under the umbrella of these two doctrines.
Outgoing? Oh, I really was....toward those within my relaxed friendship borders. But beyond was not even a question in my mind. I. Wasn't. Going. There.
Going into all of the world doesn't necessarily mean we go on a mission trip to Alabama or to Nigeria. It means we are on call to see others, reach to others, engage with others day by day. To be frank....I just couldn't do it. I carried a Bible in my hand and the denial in my heart.
Of course, now I am able. But it took years of overcoming hesitancy. Where I now marvel is how convincing I was to myself and to others regarding my excusivity. I could explain my cowardice away in a heartbeat because I couldn't do one main thing...engage with strangers.
Truthfully, however, I had no legitimate excuse. I didn't know that such a trip could be learned. I didn't want to know it.
So I cheer you on to have the confidence to see strangers; even colleagues of whom you fear interaction. Relax. Know this. Everyone is alike. We all have our fears, our torments, our insecurities. I know of not one--not one--exception. We can learn--that's the good news--to reach out, reach toward, without one exception.
The call to go into all of the world, I felt, was always for others. I liked the idea. My intention was to be a contributor toward it. But I didn't believe that God could do for me what I saw Him doing for others. Yet, He will, He can, and He does....for every one of us. I don't blame you for holding back or holding out. But I encourage you to want to learn how to develop His personality within yours that such a tandem might go all over the place...into all of the world.
Afraid? Oh yeah, I lived there for decades as the preacher. Guilty? Oh, certainly. Resentful of hearing such messages? You know it. Able to learn to do it? I'm still the student. Progress is in motion. How about you?
My goal was to protect myself from looking badly. I had two self-satisfying mottos. "Try Not To Mess It Up." My second motto was similar, "If It Needs To Be Done, Someone Else Can Do It Better". I lived, as a minister, under the umbrella of these two doctrines.
Outgoing? Oh, I really was....toward those within my relaxed friendship borders. But beyond was not even a question in my mind. I. Wasn't. Going. There.
Going into all of the world doesn't necessarily mean we go on a mission trip to Alabama or to Nigeria. It means we are on call to see others, reach to others, engage with others day by day. To be frank....I just couldn't do it. I carried a Bible in my hand and the denial in my heart.
Of course, now I am able. But it took years of overcoming hesitancy. Where I now marvel is how convincing I was to myself and to others regarding my excusivity. I could explain my cowardice away in a heartbeat because I couldn't do one main thing...engage with strangers.
Truthfully, however, I had no legitimate excuse. I didn't know that such a trip could be learned. I didn't want to know it.
So I cheer you on to have the confidence to see strangers; even colleagues of whom you fear interaction. Relax. Know this. Everyone is alike. We all have our fears, our torments, our insecurities. I know of not one--not one--exception. We can learn--that's the good news--to reach out, reach toward, without one exception.
The call to go into all of the world, I felt, was always for others. I liked the idea. My intention was to be a contributor toward it. But I didn't believe that God could do for me what I saw Him doing for others. Yet, He will, He can, and He does....for every one of us. I don't blame you for holding back or holding out. But I encourage you to want to learn how to develop His personality within yours that such a tandem might go all over the place...into all of the world.
Afraid? Oh yeah, I lived there for decades as the preacher. Guilty? Oh, certainly. Resentful of hearing such messages? You know it. Able to learn to do it? I'm still the student. Progress is in motion. How about you?
Monday, April 23, 2018
KEEP THE PUSHBACK GOING
Faith is a major entity of the human course. Temptation to move along by our own wisdom or our insecurities is strong; very, very strong. Faith sees where eyes can't. Faith takes us where hesitation won't. To walk by faith is to possess an inner determination which defies all odds, all uncertainties, and all opponents.
We must possess the strength to push back against our own fleshly nature; our nature toward safety as well as our tendency to see that we are in control. The fearful often seem to have the loudest voices of "legitimate concern". Oddly, these cowardly present themselves as the saving grace of the group. However, the minority of the courageous, the bold, and the brave lean upon Jesus much more than one's understanding.
Faith isn't necessarily a walk in the church park. It is the most defiant inner directive of mankind. It believes when there is currently no reason to do so. As blank as the future appeared to be, when Jesus was placed in the tomb, the potential grandeur is so staggering that God tries to train us to believe when hope seems to have fizzled.
Keep the pushback going. Overwhelmed? Buried in stress? Oh...most certainly...and quite often I might add. Yet, our muscle and our insight aren't the keys to escape these torturers of our walk. The reality of the risen Saviour is. We keep the pushback going with daring strides because we are more tightly linked to positive, lively Jesus than to any negative, draining circumstance.
We must possess the strength to push back against our own fleshly nature; our nature toward safety as well as our tendency to see that we are in control. The fearful often seem to have the loudest voices of "legitimate concern". Oddly, these cowardly present themselves as the saving grace of the group. However, the minority of the courageous, the bold, and the brave lean upon Jesus much more than one's understanding.
Faith isn't necessarily a walk in the church park. It is the most defiant inner directive of mankind. It believes when there is currently no reason to do so. As blank as the future appeared to be, when Jesus was placed in the tomb, the potential grandeur is so staggering that God tries to train us to believe when hope seems to have fizzled.
Keep the pushback going. Overwhelmed? Buried in stress? Oh...most certainly...and quite often I might add. Yet, our muscle and our insight aren't the keys to escape these torturers of our walk. The reality of the risen Saviour is. We keep the pushback going with daring strides because we are more tightly linked to positive, lively Jesus than to any negative, draining circumstance.
Friday, April 20, 2018
WHAT TO GET MARY FOR OUR 50TH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY
Today, April 20, Mary and I celebrate 50 years of God's amazing wonder as we learned to try to walk in His Garden. Being the creative person that I like to think that I am, it was in my heart to do something special for this benchmark occasion. "What could I get Mary to honor her?" was my mission.
I've hit upon the perfect, practical, creative and extraordinarily unusual gift that should put me in good standing for at least the next week. She will be so surprised. So Mary...get ready. This may just blow your mind. On the other hand, it may just be more of the amazing same!
If you'll look out your kitchen window in about an hour you will note quite a sight upon our driveway. Try to imagine...no really...what might I have done to bring you tremendous joy. It's something you've wanted for a long time.
So...in the voice of the guy who announces for the Price Is Right as the showcase is revealed, MARY RUSH...LOOK OUT YOUR KITCHEN WINDOW....IT'S YOUR BRAND NEW DRIVEWAY! (And you didn't think I could out-do my creativity! Well, what're ya thinkin' now?)
HAPPY 50TH MARY LYNN McENTEE RUSH....I LOVE YOU!
I've hit upon the perfect, practical, creative and extraordinarily unusual gift that should put me in good standing for at least the next week. She will be so surprised. So Mary...get ready. This may just blow your mind. On the other hand, it may just be more of the amazing same!
If you'll look out your kitchen window in about an hour you will note quite a sight upon our driveway. Try to imagine...no really...what might I have done to bring you tremendous joy. It's something you've wanted for a long time.
So...in the voice of the guy who announces for the Price Is Right as the showcase is revealed, MARY RUSH...LOOK OUT YOUR KITCHEN WINDOW....IT'S YOUR BRAND NEW DRIVEWAY! (And you didn't think I could out-do my creativity! Well, what're ya thinkin' now?)
HAPPY 50TH MARY LYNN McENTEE RUSH....I LOVE YOU!
Wednesday, April 18, 2018
THINKING ABOUT BEING THRILLED WITH LIFE?
I cheer you on! No, really. You have so much wonder behind you, currently with you, and far ahead of you. Oh, don't think that I deny your heartache nor break. No. No. Such takes its toll...or at least takes a stab at it. Each of us could trump the next person's heartbreak rehearsings. I've got a few packed away myself.
The profoundly good news is that no one has to live...nor re-live... those moments for each of us has a gift handed to us by the Creator. He has given us minds which are capable of making decisions. How life is going for us cannot always be chosen. How we react to it is always up for grabs...our reach.
I'm not trying to be PaulAnna here. My walk is not one of pretense when it comes to the subject of rejection, discouragement, nor disappointment. But stronger and truer (and much more funner to experience) is the glory of God; the wonder of possibility which accompanies each and every terribly bad moment. Hope...biblical, spiritual hope...is not a slight "give it a shrug and wish for the best" nod from Heaven's Board Room.
So guess what. There isn't a reader among us who doesn't have voice of desperation and frustration when it comes to a few things having gone/are going wrong. No exception exists. Yet, some choose to win while others choose to shrink back. It isn't what has gone wrong that determines our day. It's what we decide about the entire scope of our walk.
Our thinking sets the stage, dresses the players, and enacts the roles. Therefore, think...really ponder...about the potential of being thrilled with life. Such. Possibility. Is. Only. A. Thought. Away.
trush@memorialdrive.org
The profoundly good news is that no one has to live...nor re-live... those moments for each of us has a gift handed to us by the Creator. He has given us minds which are capable of making decisions. How life is going for us cannot always be chosen. How we react to it is always up for grabs...our reach.
I'm not trying to be PaulAnna here. My walk is not one of pretense when it comes to the subject of rejection, discouragement, nor disappointment. But stronger and truer (and much more funner to experience) is the glory of God; the wonder of possibility which accompanies each and every terribly bad moment. Hope...biblical, spiritual hope...is not a slight "give it a shrug and wish for the best" nod from Heaven's Board Room.
So guess what. There isn't a reader among us who doesn't have voice of desperation and frustration when it comes to a few things having gone/are going wrong. No exception exists. Yet, some choose to win while others choose to shrink back. It isn't what has gone wrong that determines our day. It's what we decide about the entire scope of our walk.
Our thinking sets the stage, dresses the players, and enacts the roles. Therefore, think...really ponder...about the potential of being thrilled with life. Such. Possibility. Is. Only. A. Thought. Away.
trush@memorialdrive.org
Monday, April 16, 2018
INCREASING LEADERSHIP BY DECREASING CONTROL
So much of the Kingdom life is upside down and backwards. To live, one must die. To gain, one must lose. To keep, one must give. This surely remains a most baffling thread to the hoarding mind of always being in control. It remains true that effective leadership will always (and only) be found in release; not in tight grip of inner security.
God is the Master Builder of Leadership. His Son is the epitome of world-wide Impactor. His trump card was to die for the enemies so that they should/could/would encounter triumphant experiences. His leadership increases to this day simply because he dared risk losing it. Brilliant. Only by faith will one submit to its mystery.
For each of us in church leadership, we are most challenged to loosen our grip. Our insecurities, even our selfishness, must not drive any of us to build impenetrable borders of impasse. Openness to the Spirit will always find good leaders positioned high upon the ledge with the call to jump. Decreasing control is the only effective way to slip into the Jesus-mode of driving a nation of believers into the wonder of it all.
The church is remarkable. It's potential is perpetually promising. Leadership--true leadership--will leap into the waters of hope and joy without one whit of understanding as to how or when or where or why or who will be added or extracted to get His job done.
One of the great needs in the church is to break the bonds of tradition. Such has always been the case. And why is that? This format tends to rule because leadership (I was a part of it) becomes protective of what little it knows. Jesus' call, however, is quite strange to the spirit of man for He lives a resurrected sort of life and He expects us to follow. One of those traditions that balks the loudest is my/our insistent security in leading the best way that would subtly keep me/us in control.
One of my greatest challenges that pressed me day by day as a lead minister in a wonderful place was the biblical need to let go and let God. I didn't like trying without proof that such would make a difference. Hesitation, even debate, would arise from within because I lived in a mode of holy defense rather than of Spirit surrender.
To decrease control by trusting that God awaits to take all of us into a new horizon of wonder and awe will, in effect, increase our leadership skills. When a few in America dared cross the mighty Mississippi and head for the West they had no concept of Rocky Mountains, Arizona Desert, nor the eventual downtown Los Angeles. So it is in the church. Each day we stand at the Mississippi of spiritual potential with a call from the Spirit to cross it.
Increasing leadership by decreasing control is one mighty step for all of us.
"Let go." Discover. This. Has. Always. Been. God's. Theme.
God is the Master Builder of Leadership. His Son is the epitome of world-wide Impactor. His trump card was to die for the enemies so that they should/could/would encounter triumphant experiences. His leadership increases to this day simply because he dared risk losing it. Brilliant. Only by faith will one submit to its mystery.
For each of us in church leadership, we are most challenged to loosen our grip. Our insecurities, even our selfishness, must not drive any of us to build impenetrable borders of impasse. Openness to the Spirit will always find good leaders positioned high upon the ledge with the call to jump. Decreasing control is the only effective way to slip into the Jesus-mode of driving a nation of believers into the wonder of it all.
The church is remarkable. It's potential is perpetually promising. Leadership--true leadership--will leap into the waters of hope and joy without one whit of understanding as to how or when or where or why or who will be added or extracted to get His job done.
One of the great needs in the church is to break the bonds of tradition. Such has always been the case. And why is that? This format tends to rule because leadership (I was a part of it) becomes protective of what little it knows. Jesus' call, however, is quite strange to the spirit of man for He lives a resurrected sort of life and He expects us to follow. One of those traditions that balks the loudest is my/our insistent security in leading the best way that would subtly keep me/us in control.
One of my greatest challenges that pressed me day by day as a lead minister in a wonderful place was the biblical need to let go and let God. I didn't like trying without proof that such would make a difference. Hesitation, even debate, would arise from within because I lived in a mode of holy defense rather than of Spirit surrender.
To decrease control by trusting that God awaits to take all of us into a new horizon of wonder and awe will, in effect, increase our leadership skills. When a few in America dared cross the mighty Mississippi and head for the West they had no concept of Rocky Mountains, Arizona Desert, nor the eventual downtown Los Angeles. So it is in the church. Each day we stand at the Mississippi of spiritual potential with a call from the Spirit to cross it.
Increasing leadership by decreasing control is one mighty step for all of us.
"Let go." Discover. This. Has. Always. Been. God's. Theme.
Friday, April 13, 2018
SALVATION DOESN'T IGNORE OUR SIN
The sheer glory of God is often distorted by man's obsession to get himself straightened out. This ploy is the grand scream of unbelievers toward the church. Plus, it is the strong call of the legalistic do-gooder who never sees his/her own disastrous flaws. God is the true glory; our behavior (as hard as one may try) is not...ever.
Being a follower of God's call is not intended to be a statement that one has arrived. It's quite the opposite. It is a public declaration that we found ourselves too far gone to get ourselves right with God...although we did give such repeated efforts to do so. In the end, we kept coming up short.
Critics, however, spend minute time on self-evaluation. No, when we criticize another (and I'm guilty of this very practice), we speak from a base of blatant blindness to the self. This practice is a desperate move to make self-justification by living in comparison to others. And, of course, such evaluation mistakenly leads the evaluator to be sure to come out better than the evalued one(s).
Admission of our own personal lack, violation, and habit-formed sin is the gateway to the Savior. Otherwise, we find no need for a Savior; we merely wanted a weekend Advisor.
Salvation doesn't ignore our sin. It sees it, addresses it, admits it, and allows Jesus to destroy it. The Cross remains the most powerful hope for every individual. Every one we know has been shut up in disobedience. Why do we clamor as if such doesn't really mean "me"?
For God has shut up all into disobedience that He might show mercy to all. Oh, the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are His judgments and unfathomable His ways! Romans 11:32-33
Being a follower of God's call is not intended to be a statement that one has arrived. It's quite the opposite. It is a public declaration that we found ourselves too far gone to get ourselves right with God...although we did give such repeated efforts to do so. In the end, we kept coming up short.
Critics, however, spend minute time on self-evaluation. No, when we criticize another (and I'm guilty of this very practice), we speak from a base of blatant blindness to the self. This practice is a desperate move to make self-justification by living in comparison to others. And, of course, such evaluation mistakenly leads the evaluator to be sure to come out better than the evalued one(s).
Admission of our own personal lack, violation, and habit-formed sin is the gateway to the Savior. Otherwise, we find no need for a Savior; we merely wanted a weekend Advisor.
Salvation doesn't ignore our sin. It sees it, addresses it, admits it, and allows Jesus to destroy it. The Cross remains the most powerful hope for every individual. Every one we know has been shut up in disobedience. Why do we clamor as if such doesn't really mean "me"?
For God has shut up all into disobedience that He might show mercy to all. Oh, the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are His judgments and unfathomable His ways! Romans 11:32-33
Thursday, April 12, 2018
A SPIRITUAL GIFT NEVER MAKES US SUPERIOR TO ANYONE
Each believer is gifted by God. Each has strengths that serve the flock well. It may be organizational tactics or your gift might be found in serving others. There are many variationalistic traits of leadership skills among us. Our call is to exercise our gifts with great joy as well as gratitude to God for His reach to us via the Holy Spirit economy of talent.
We must be cautioned to maintain awareness to the truth that, while each of us is gifted in one area, we are lacking in many areas. The foot cannot say to the hand, "Why don't you approach Kingdom life the way I do...the right way?" The eye is not like the ear. Yet all four are significant components of the body-life.
The eye is not to live in quiet, self-satisfied arrogance that it is pleased to no end that it was chosen by God to be the seer rather than the hearer. It is the ear that often warns to the eye to look toward safety. It is the hand that opens the door in order for the foot to walk one into the house.
One's bent toward personal giftedness must never be inwardly framed as superiority over another person. We are not better than others. No one ever is.
Be thankful for your blessings from God. Pool such treasures with others who have different gifts than yours. Without the Spirit operating from within, each of us is a glob of self-serving nothing. With Him, however, we find ourselves able to participate in this wonderful arena called successful society of God-followers.
May we shed the temptation to thank God that we are not like others.
Luke 18:9-14
We must be cautioned to maintain awareness to the truth that, while each of us is gifted in one area, we are lacking in many areas. The foot cannot say to the hand, "Why don't you approach Kingdom life the way I do...the right way?" The eye is not like the ear. Yet all four are significant components of the body-life.
The eye is not to live in quiet, self-satisfied arrogance that it is pleased to no end that it was chosen by God to be the seer rather than the hearer. It is the ear that often warns to the eye to look toward safety. It is the hand that opens the door in order for the foot to walk one into the house.
One's bent toward personal giftedness must never be inwardly framed as superiority over another person. We are not better than others. No one ever is.
Be thankful for your blessings from God. Pool such treasures with others who have different gifts than yours. Without the Spirit operating from within, each of us is a glob of self-serving nothing. With Him, however, we find ourselves able to participate in this wonderful arena called successful society of God-followers.
May we shed the temptation to thank God that we are not like others.
Luke 18:9-14
Thursday, April 05, 2018
PUMPED FIRST THING THIS MORNING
It wasn't yet 7:00 this morning as I was getting my coffee at Quik-Trip when the customer ahead of me handed the clerk $2 for gasoline. Two. Dollars.
This one, maybe in his mid-50s, was dressed for labor it appeared. Two dollars would not even purchase a whole gallon.
I paid for my coffee and headed directly out to pump #9. I carefully approached the man as it was just hinting that daylight was in the mix. I handed him a five dollar bill and encouraged him to get just a bit more fuel. He was humbly gracious.
I am so much more blessed than so many. I'm pumped the first thing this morning, of all places, at gas pump #9 at Quik-Trip! The whole world needs our encouragement.
What I like about so many of you is that you do similar things repeatedly day after day. May we be a nation of God that lives this glorious day....pumped!
May. We. See. The. People.
This one, maybe in his mid-50s, was dressed for labor it appeared. Two dollars would not even purchase a whole gallon.
I paid for my coffee and headed directly out to pump #9. I carefully approached the man as it was just hinting that daylight was in the mix. I handed him a five dollar bill and encouraged him to get just a bit more fuel. He was humbly gracious.
I am so much more blessed than so many. I'm pumped the first thing this morning, of all places, at gas pump #9 at Quik-Trip! The whole world needs our encouragement.
What I like about so many of you is that you do similar things repeatedly day after day. May we be a nation of God that lives this glorious day....pumped!
May. We. See. The. People.
Wednesday, April 04, 2018
CARRY HOPE IN YOUR HEART
Let there be incredible wonder take place within your very personal reach. Change the world from pessimism to optimism. Challenge the status quo. Arise to the resurrection power of Jesus by carrying the surging dynamic of hope everywhere your foot treads.
People don't want to know how much we know. They really can't take in how much we care until a certain communication exudes from our very being; hope. In the political realm, bemoan all you want. Or...hope. In the religious realm, quarrel and fret til the cows come home. Or...hope.
How is it that hope can be so transformative? It dares to balk at believing that the negative issues in our lives are permanent. Hope lifts the face-look from scowl to smile. Too, it even reverses sad eyes to sparkle. His grave is empty and hope endures.
Hope in your heart is a legitimate and quite obtainable factor. In the very center of where the majority sit in frustration and aggravation at this very moment, there are a random few who have the guts to dare hope. It will be the latter who encounter victory.
Carry hope in your heart. Of course there are discouraging factors...everywhere we turn...for all of us. It isn't that some have stress while others don't. The good news is that these intended distractions are very capable of producing...of producing the wonder-power of God's inclusive hand when we...carry hope in our hearts.
People don't want to know how much we know. They really can't take in how much we care until a certain communication exudes from our very being; hope. In the political realm, bemoan all you want. Or...hope. In the religious realm, quarrel and fret til the cows come home. Or...hope.
How is it that hope can be so transformative? It dares to balk at believing that the negative issues in our lives are permanent. Hope lifts the face-look from scowl to smile. Too, it even reverses sad eyes to sparkle. His grave is empty and hope endures.
Hope in your heart is a legitimate and quite obtainable factor. In the very center of where the majority sit in frustration and aggravation at this very moment, there are a random few who have the guts to dare hope. It will be the latter who encounter victory.
Carry hope in your heart. Of course there are discouraging factors...everywhere we turn...for all of us. It isn't that some have stress while others don't. The good news is that these intended distractions are very capable of producing...of producing the wonder-power of God's inclusive hand when we...carry hope in our hearts.
Tuesday, April 03, 2018
SELDOM AM I SO SPEECHLESS
I was caught way off guard yesterday and it sent my mind reeling. Having been asked by
Grady King to speak at a Leadership Conference at Oklahoma Christian University was a big deal to me. To say the least, I was pumped simply at the invitation. I was hyper (surprise) to be a part of their two-day event.
There were approximately 60 Christian servants gathered (I'm telling, however, that there were somewhere under 500) to hear from a few ministry leaders regarding the wonderful opportunities which await. The challenges were welcomed as was, indeed, the inspiration which accompanied.
But a thing happened as I was invited to the stage to speak that still blows me away. The President of OC, John deSteiguer, presented with me with the Christian Service Award. I so didn't see this coming that I didn't know what to say. Well, more accurately, I was so stunned I didn't say anything. My mind couldn't take it in. I'm not in the habit of being honored with such an award and it rattled me.
Seldom am I so speechless. But what a very nice speechlessness to encounter. Thank you, Grady King, John deSteiguer, and OC for the awesome presentation and the huge plaque. My head is still trying to get a grasp on what I think happened yesterday.
Grady King to speak at a Leadership Conference at Oklahoma Christian University was a big deal to me. To say the least, I was pumped simply at the invitation. I was hyper (surprise) to be a part of their two-day event.
There were approximately 60 Christian servants gathered (I'm telling, however, that there were somewhere under 500) to hear from a few ministry leaders regarding the wonderful opportunities which await. The challenges were welcomed as was, indeed, the inspiration which accompanied.
But a thing happened as I was invited to the stage to speak that still blows me away. The President of OC, John deSteiguer, presented with me with the Christian Service Award. I so didn't see this coming that I didn't know what to say. Well, more accurately, I was so stunned I didn't say anything. My mind couldn't take it in. I'm not in the habit of being honored with such an award and it rattled me.
Seldom am I so speechless. But what a very nice speechlessness to encounter. Thank you, Grady King, John deSteiguer, and OC for the awesome presentation and the huge plaque. My head is still trying to get a grasp on what I think happened yesterday.
Friday, March 30, 2018
TRADE YOUR RELIGIOUS SQUEEGEE FOR A SPIRITUAL TOWEL
The table is set and one of the guests knocks over a glass of tea. A puddle remains atop of the dining table. You need a tool to clean up the mess. Shall you reach for a squeegee or a towel? If you grab the former, you will clear the table of the mess only to have shifted such to the seat of a chair below. And then, with same said instrument you clean the chair, the liquid simply drips off onto the floor.
What you have is endless frustration.
But what if you first reached for a towel? What if, rather than a hard instrument that only shifted the tea from one place to another, you were able to succeed by using an item that would absorb the mess rather than transfer it? Ah! Marvelous idea!
So what shall we do with the spilled tea (sin) of others in our midst? Shall we use our squeegees of blame, irritation, and disgust? Or, shall we use our own hearts...to absorb the sins of another? Weird you claim? Dismissive you jeer? Yet, isn't the Cross the absorbent from God? Isn't that what Jesus did on That Day? And didn't he offer a preview of the of this glorious scene when he bent with a towel to wipe the dirt...the ugly grime...from the disciples feet?
Have we gotten the picture that we are followers of the Savior as we carry huge towels to wipe up the messes that our enemies present? Or, have we succumbed to religious practice of "talking about" the process; yet, denying its deep and matchless power?
Before you head out the door today, perhaps you might rethink exactly what tool you have packed in your heart? A religious squeegee which only has the capacity to spread another person's sin? Or, a spiritual towel which absorbs offences and failures of others.
One is needed to save the world around us.
What you have is endless frustration.
But what if you first reached for a towel? What if, rather than a hard instrument that only shifted the tea from one place to another, you were able to succeed by using an item that would absorb the mess rather than transfer it? Ah! Marvelous idea!
So what shall we do with the spilled tea (sin) of others in our midst? Shall we use our squeegees of blame, irritation, and disgust? Or, shall we use our own hearts...to absorb the sins of another? Weird you claim? Dismissive you jeer? Yet, isn't the Cross the absorbent from God? Isn't that what Jesus did on That Day? And didn't he offer a preview of the of this glorious scene when he bent with a towel to wipe the dirt...the ugly grime...from the disciples feet?
Have we gotten the picture that we are followers of the Savior as we carry huge towels to wipe up the messes that our enemies present? Or, have we succumbed to religious practice of "talking about" the process; yet, denying its deep and matchless power?
Before you head out the door today, perhaps you might rethink exactly what tool you have packed in your heart? A religious squeegee which only has the capacity to spread another person's sin? Or, a spiritual towel which absorbs offences and failures of others.
One is needed to save the world around us.
Thursday, March 29, 2018
MIGHT YOU BE ENCOURAGED BY EASTER?
I like big calendaristic days! Memorial Day! Fourth of July! Thanksgiving! And Christmas (!) to name a few. And--oh yeah--OPENING DAY for the St. Louis Cardinals!!!
There's one day, especially, that seems to resonate more than any other with the heart of all men and women for basic reality. That one, I believe, is Easter. On this day, it seems, the masses really do offer serious pause and intentional recognition to the one who gave his life and beat the grave...Jesus.
We. Believe. He. Did. It.
With such credit to the one Son of God/Son of man, a significant factor may present itself to the inner conscience of many. Therefore, I wish to supply a boost to those who might fit this scenario. I believe it to be on the hearts of so many who are very dear people; but not certain what to do. I speak of surrendering your life by being baptized into Jesus...our Savior.
Being baptized by being lowered into a grave of water is the pre-requisite of being raised from the tomb; your grave. It is the very fore-glimpse of your next big day...that final breakthrough into non-interrupted and eternal reality in the Heavenly housing development.
Consider Jesus' call of Mt. 28:18-20. Reflect on Paul's charge in Romans 6:1-11. These are helpful texts as to the significance of our being buried in baptism. And then Peter's supportive words correlate with his earlier admonition of Act 2:38-41 when he later wrote, baptism now saves you--not the removal of dirt from the flesh, but an appeal to God for a good conscience--through the resurrection of Jesus Christ.
Baptism isn't a big bath as unbelievers tend to mock. Rather is the cleansing--the washing away--of our sins forevermore.
Buried. Raised. So that, when at the cemetery we are buried, such will not be that final say. The dupilicational resurrection will soon follow. We want to be found at our final earth-breath to have been pre-buried, pre-cemeteried, that the arising from the grave of water may be matched by the arising from the grave of dirt. What. A. Hope.
Might you be encouraged by Easter to give appreciative thought to not only just what happened to Jesus; but also his anticipation that you will copy his move? Might any resistance you may have offered in the past take a back seat? Could it be that this Sunday would be the ideal day for you to be buried ahead of time so that the next grave will not be able to contain you for long?
It's. Your. Call. God paved the way via His own Son. He went first. We have the opportunity to follow. Many of us have already been baptized. Many more are to follow. Might you be one of them?
There's one day, especially, that seems to resonate more than any other with the heart of all men and women for basic reality. That one, I believe, is Easter. On this day, it seems, the masses really do offer serious pause and intentional recognition to the one who gave his life and beat the grave...Jesus.
We. Believe. He. Did. It.
With such credit to the one Son of God/Son of man, a significant factor may present itself to the inner conscience of many. Therefore, I wish to supply a boost to those who might fit this scenario. I believe it to be on the hearts of so many who are very dear people; but not certain what to do. I speak of surrendering your life by being baptized into Jesus...our Savior.
Being baptized by being lowered into a grave of water is the pre-requisite of being raised from the tomb; your grave. It is the very fore-glimpse of your next big day...that final breakthrough into non-interrupted and eternal reality in the Heavenly housing development.
Consider Jesus' call of Mt. 28:18-20. Reflect on Paul's charge in Romans 6:1-11. These are helpful texts as to the significance of our being buried in baptism. And then Peter's supportive words correlate with his earlier admonition of Act 2:38-41 when he later wrote, baptism now saves you--not the removal of dirt from the flesh, but an appeal to God for a good conscience--through the resurrection of Jesus Christ.
Baptism isn't a big bath as unbelievers tend to mock. Rather is the cleansing--the washing away--of our sins forevermore.
Buried. Raised. So that, when at the cemetery we are buried, such will not be that final say. The dupilicational resurrection will soon follow. We want to be found at our final earth-breath to have been pre-buried, pre-cemeteried, that the arising from the grave of water may be matched by the arising from the grave of dirt. What. A. Hope.
Might you be encouraged by Easter to give appreciative thought to not only just what happened to Jesus; but also his anticipation that you will copy his move? Might any resistance you may have offered in the past take a back seat? Could it be that this Sunday would be the ideal day for you to be buried ahead of time so that the next grave will not be able to contain you for long?
It's. Your. Call. God paved the way via His own Son. He went first. We have the opportunity to follow. Many of us have already been baptized. Many more are to follow. Might you be one of them?
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
TODAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF YOUR LIFE
The first four words of the Bible impact our inner being day by day. It's one of the grand perks of following God, believing God, loving God. Every day is a new day.
Every. Day. Is. A. New. Day.
God is always in and about the new beginning. His message is replete with such a strong strategy. New life! Renewal! Start life over! New beginnings! His list impacts the very center of our most contagious struggle...weariness of man's sinful contamination which began in the Garden.
Know this about you...about me...every day is created by God to offer what He offered on day one...a new beginning. Let. It. Happen. Today, therefore, is day one.
Every. Day. Is. A. New. Day.
God is always in and about the new beginning. His message is replete with such a strong strategy. New life! Renewal! Start life over! New beginnings! His list impacts the very center of our most contagious struggle...weariness of man's sinful contamination which began in the Garden.
Know this about you...about me...every day is created by God to offer what He offered on day one...a new beginning. Let. It. Happen. Today, therefore, is day one.
Sunday, March 25, 2018
TRY NOT TO LIVE SNARED AND SCARED
Proverbs 29:25 issues a bold statement, "The fear of man brings a snare, but he who trusts in the Lord will be exalted." Each of us could use daily recall of this composition. The latter half of that statement, in others versions, I believe is better stated. "Whoever trusts in the Lord is kept safe."
The Bible is quite clear in its call for us to avoid the tragic invisible rule of fear. It disheartens plans as well as dismantles productivity. Being critical of others is a snare; a very accommodating snare. It falsely builds up self because its goal is never to evaluate self; but rather, to decompose anothers' position of influence.
What's strange about such a process is that the critic is usually the most scared in the meeting. Fearful of where projected ideas might lead. Afraid of what other critics will think. Shuddering at the thought of what might go wrong, the snared and scared ones raise both the volume and the intensity of their threatening voices. These do their best to do so with a sounding of wisdom when, in reality, it is insecurity marching down main street of the church business meeting.
Our consistent call from Jesus is reversed of the one above. We are to try to live free and brave. How strange that we Americans love such a call nationally; yet may become the very same ones who cannot muster such boldness kingdomly.
Living in the church requires an over-the-top courage. Such is demonstrated by Jesus and his disciples throughout. Yet equally significant is that this intended platform for our walk has encountered identical roadblocks to theirs. Fear has such a strong voice indeed for it is always presented with both passion as well as superior awareness. But when all is said and done, it is cowardice in leadership garb. I know...as I'm guilty of both.
May our efforts within the Kingdom borders be bold and strong. Too, may we have the awareness that what we at times call wisdom is possibly the "snare of scare" tactics. Never would we intentionally practice the latter. However, it is a clear trademark of church as usual. May we help each other move forward with the grace and truth of Jesus...which by the way...was so on target that it got him crucified.
The only way to avoid the snare and the scare is to live from the cross one is carrying.
The Bible is quite clear in its call for us to avoid the tragic invisible rule of fear. It disheartens plans as well as dismantles productivity. Being critical of others is a snare; a very accommodating snare. It falsely builds up self because its goal is never to evaluate self; but rather, to decompose anothers' position of influence.
What's strange about such a process is that the critic is usually the most scared in the meeting. Fearful of where projected ideas might lead. Afraid of what other critics will think. Shuddering at the thought of what might go wrong, the snared and scared ones raise both the volume and the intensity of their threatening voices. These do their best to do so with a sounding of wisdom when, in reality, it is insecurity marching down main street of the church business meeting.
Our consistent call from Jesus is reversed of the one above. We are to try to live free and brave. How strange that we Americans love such a call nationally; yet may become the very same ones who cannot muster such boldness kingdomly.
Living in the church requires an over-the-top courage. Such is demonstrated by Jesus and his disciples throughout. Yet equally significant is that this intended platform for our walk has encountered identical roadblocks to theirs. Fear has such a strong voice indeed for it is always presented with both passion as well as superior awareness. But when all is said and done, it is cowardice in leadership garb. I know...as I'm guilty of both.
May our efforts within the Kingdom borders be bold and strong. Too, may we have the awareness that what we at times call wisdom is possibly the "snare of scare" tactics. Never would we intentionally practice the latter. However, it is a clear trademark of church as usual. May we help each other move forward with the grace and truth of Jesus...which by the way...was so on target that it got him crucified.
The only way to avoid the snare and the scare is to live from the cross one is carrying.
Friday, March 23, 2018
NO WONDER I'M A BIT COO-COO
I've been noticing significant pain on the left side of my head in recent days. Upon reflection, I realize that there is good reason.
On my 18th birthday, while mowing for the Missouri Highway Department during a summer job, my tractor ran over me while I was working to repair the mower. It did significant damage to my body; one part being that a 1050 pound weighted rear wheel ran over the left side of my head fracturing the right side. My skull popped like a watermelon.
A year later, while playing softball with friends in Quincy, the shortstop and I (at second base) collided head on. I took the hit on the left side of my head. The collision broke my cheek bone. Bruising was severe and to this day the left side of my face remains numb.
Years later, during a church softball game in Tulsa, Doug Ferguson (in left field) and I (at shortstop) both approached a short fly ball that dropped. He retrieved it first and came up a-gunning to throw the runner out at second. He didn't see me standing ten feet in front of him. Yes, his throw struck me on the left side of my head and flattened me.
On still another occasion, I was playing a game at Busch Stadium in one of the many Fantasy Camp experiences. Bob Gibson was batting. I was catching. Gibson has an unusually big arc to his swing; of which, of course, I knew nothing about it. The fastball approached. Bob swung and missed. His bat came around, hit me on the left side of my head and...although I was wearing a mask and skull cap...knocked me unconscious.
As of late, I have been experiencing a bit more pain on the left side of my head. When I began to replay these historic moments, I began to note a possibility as to why. No wonder my head hurts. Too, I have a fairly good excuse as to why I'm a tad bit coo-coo. But give me credit that I can remember any of these experiences!
On my 18th birthday, while mowing for the Missouri Highway Department during a summer job, my tractor ran over me while I was working to repair the mower. It did significant damage to my body; one part being that a 1050 pound weighted rear wheel ran over the left side of my head fracturing the right side. My skull popped like a watermelon.
A year later, while playing softball with friends in Quincy, the shortstop and I (at second base) collided head on. I took the hit on the left side of my head. The collision broke my cheek bone. Bruising was severe and to this day the left side of my face remains numb.
Years later, during a church softball game in Tulsa, Doug Ferguson (in left field) and I (at shortstop) both approached a short fly ball that dropped. He retrieved it first and came up a-gunning to throw the runner out at second. He didn't see me standing ten feet in front of him. Yes, his throw struck me on the left side of my head and flattened me.
On still another occasion, I was playing a game at Busch Stadium in one of the many Fantasy Camp experiences. Bob Gibson was batting. I was catching. Gibson has an unusually big arc to his swing; of which, of course, I knew nothing about it. The fastball approached. Bob swung and missed. His bat came around, hit me on the left side of my head and...although I was wearing a mask and skull cap...knocked me unconscious.
As of late, I have been experiencing a bit more pain on the left side of my head. When I began to replay these historic moments, I began to note a possibility as to why. No wonder my head hurts. Too, I have a fairly good excuse as to why I'm a tad bit coo-coo. But give me credit that I can remember any of these experiences!
Thursday, March 22, 2018
LET JESUS BE YOUR TRANSLATOR
So often we just don't understand. It isn't that we can't interpret the language for we basically know the ins and outs of such. It's the meaning of what we are hearing, seeing, realizing that interpretation is quite often needed.
So often we just don't understand. What's the stress all about? Why the insults? Where's the relief from agitation; others or my own? When will worry ever come to an end? Left to ourselves, we have a great deal of difficulty deciphering exactly what's going on with me, with us, with them. We surely struggle to interpret the ongoings of our normal and routine existence.
So often we just don't understand. We need an interpreter. We are vulnerable to miscalculation if not severe misreading of the issues at hand. Therefore, I encourage you that Jesus' role is to not only make sense of the confusing lingo going on upon our paths day in and day out, but he is able to bring purpose and meaning to it.
Jesus understands. He's been among friends; even among enemies. Ah, sound familiar? Jesus knows life...and death. He experienced heartbreak and ache. In other words, he gets us. But more than that, he knows how to interpret the language of life which tends to baffle us.
When things go wrong, when offense flies your direction, and when the maze is beyond sorting, lean upon the interpreter of the human language. Jesus knows people. He was one. He serves us by explaining to Father precisely what it's like being a you and a me.
Let Jesus be your translator for too often we just can't seem to comprehend what it is that's going on all around us. God sent him in to sort it all out for us. Let. Him.
So often we just don't understand. What's the stress all about? Why the insults? Where's the relief from agitation; others or my own? When will worry ever come to an end? Left to ourselves, we have a great deal of difficulty deciphering exactly what's going on with me, with us, with them. We surely struggle to interpret the ongoings of our normal and routine existence.
So often we just don't understand. We need an interpreter. We are vulnerable to miscalculation if not severe misreading of the issues at hand. Therefore, I encourage you that Jesus' role is to not only make sense of the confusing lingo going on upon our paths day in and day out, but he is able to bring purpose and meaning to it.
Jesus understands. He's been among friends; even among enemies. Ah, sound familiar? Jesus knows life...and death. He experienced heartbreak and ache. In other words, he gets us. But more than that, he knows how to interpret the language of life which tends to baffle us.
When things go wrong, when offense flies your direction, and when the maze is beyond sorting, lean upon the interpreter of the human language. Jesus knows people. He was one. He serves us by explaining to Father precisely what it's like being a you and a me.
Let Jesus be your translator for too often we just can't seem to comprehend what it is that's going on all around us. God sent him in to sort it all out for us. Let. Him.
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