Even though I am a Pentecostal Christ-follower, I am a regular worshipper among the saints of The Moody Church here in Chicago. The church website is www.moodychurch.org
Beginning on September 10th , Senior Pastor Erwin W Lutzer will begin a series entitled "What We Believe." Here are the sermon topics that will be addressed:
The Book We Trust
The Father We Worship
The Son We Follow
The Spirit We Embrace
The Sin We Rationalize
The Gospel We Proclaim
The Angels We Appreciate
The Devil We Abhor
The Church We Love
The Future We Anticipate.
I want to heartily encourage and invite everyone to tune in to The Moody Church website, and to hear our shepherd expound the truths of God's Word concerning these vital issues of life.
And if you are in Chicago on any given Sunday, The Moody Church is located at 1609 N LaSalle Street...or you can find us better at the junction of North Avenue, Clark Street, and N LaSalle Street. We are right across from the Chicago Historical Society.
We would love to have you worship our Lord with us!
Simplify and Return...
For those of you who have been frequenting my little place here in the "blogosphere" you will know that I became a home owner last summer. It was quite an ordeal. This is the first time I've ever bought a home, and I felt that I had accomplished "something" as an adult.
It's a two-bedroom condominium, new rehab, and it's nice. I've enjoyed just about every minute that I've lived there.
But as I awoke this morning, I sense the Holy Spirit of God speaking to my soul, and telling me to get ready to "simplify." I want to "return" to the time when I lived far more simply and wasn't so much in bondage to "things."
Quite honestly, I feel "in over my head" financially. I can afford the mortgage payments. But what I can't afford is to be a generous with others, and giving to the work of the Lord.
Being able to give to God's purposes, in my opinion, is far more important than owning my own home. I want to be able to not only tithe, but to give beyond the tithe--since it all belongs to God anyway.
So please help me pray for God's wisdom and direction, as I prepare to sell this place for which I now owe a considerable amount of money.
I want the financial freedom to give more generously than I've ever given before. I simply cannot do that with all the expenses that go with owning a condominium--even though it's a modest one.
God knows my heart. I need to know it too.
It's a two-bedroom condominium, new rehab, and it's nice. I've enjoyed just about every minute that I've lived there.
But as I awoke this morning, I sense the Holy Spirit of God speaking to my soul, and telling me to get ready to "simplify." I want to "return" to the time when I lived far more simply and wasn't so much in bondage to "things."
Quite honestly, I feel "in over my head" financially. I can afford the mortgage payments. But what I can't afford is to be a generous with others, and giving to the work of the Lord.
Being able to give to God's purposes, in my opinion, is far more important than owning my own home. I want to be able to not only tithe, but to give beyond the tithe--since it all belongs to God anyway.
So please help me pray for God's wisdom and direction, as I prepare to sell this place for which I now owe a considerable amount of money.
I want the financial freedom to give more generously than I've ever given before. I simply cannot do that with all the expenses that go with owning a condominium--even though it's a modest one.
God knows my heart. I need to know it too.
When Dreams Die Fast...
I woke up with this title on my mind this morning....and I'm still wondering how the Holy Spirit wants to speak to my heart/mind--and how I should share it..
Here goes:
Deep within each human being, the Creator puts a dream. Every child, from the time they are able to "reason" and "figure things out" starts to dream. Many times, these little people dream of being "whatever Mom or Dad is..."
That might be a nurse, a doctor, a teacher, a farmer, a banker, or any number of other things....the "what do I want to be when I grow up" syndrome is now beginning to germinate in their young mind.
These dreams/hopes/plans may change fast....and often. I wanted to be a schoolteacher after I entered the fourth grade. My 4th grade teacher, Linda Turner (still a very close, personal friend some 30+ years later) inspired me to want to teach...to profoundly affect the lives of others just like she impacted mine.
Some aspire to fame, fortune, fashion, and sadly enough...futility.
I remember in the Old Testament (Genesis, actually) where God gave a young man named Joseph a dream.......and Joseph, even in the midst of all his shortcomings, and lack of diplomatic skills with his own family...dared to believe God's promise to him.
That dream...that very dream, helped land Joseph into slavery, prison, famine, and eventually to the leadership of the nation for the most part. But, Joseph remembered what God had promised him.
Look at all he had to overcome:
1) Brothers who despised him and wanted to see him dead...but didn't have enough ________ to actually kill him. So they sold him to the first bidders.
2) A lusting woman who obviously wasn't getting enough attention to satisfy her overactive libido (Potiphar's wife), who tried to seduce him....and he had to run for his life!
3) A prison sentence that he did not deserve...with two jailmates who weren't always good at keeping their word to him once "they tasted freedom" again. One eventually did, though.
4) Those same brothers coming to the Pharaoh's courts to beg for food...and mercy....
So, where has the "dream died" for you? What caused it to die? How can it be revived?
What dream did GOD place in your heart that still remains unfulfilled? What can you do to "accomplish this dream"?
I can think of so many that I felt the Lord placed in me...and for some reason I never took those steps to fulfill them....I never cooperated with God--or trusted His wisdom enough to endure all that might happen.
Sorta bad case of the "shoulda, coulda, woulda" syndrome..
Let's talk about it.
What about "your dreams"?
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I wrote this devotional for a men's group more than three years ago. I feel the Lord wants me to share it here.
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Here goes:
Deep within each human being, the Creator puts a dream. Every child, from the time they are able to "reason" and "figure things out" starts to dream. Many times, these little people dream of being "whatever Mom or Dad is..."
That might be a nurse, a doctor, a teacher, a farmer, a banker, or any number of other things....the "what do I want to be when I grow up" syndrome is now beginning to germinate in their young mind.
These dreams/hopes/plans may change fast....and often. I wanted to be a schoolteacher after I entered the fourth grade. My 4th grade teacher, Linda Turner (still a very close, personal friend some 30+ years later) inspired me to want to teach...to profoundly affect the lives of others just like she impacted mine.
Some aspire to fame, fortune, fashion, and sadly enough...futility.
I remember in the Old Testament (Genesis, actually) where God gave a young man named Joseph a dream.......and Joseph, even in the midst of all his shortcomings, and lack of diplomatic skills with his own family...dared to believe God's promise to him.
That dream...that very dream, helped land Joseph into slavery, prison, famine, and eventually to the leadership of the nation for the most part. But, Joseph remembered what God had promised him.
Look at all he had to overcome:
1) Brothers who despised him and wanted to see him dead...but didn't have enough ________ to actually kill him. So they sold him to the first bidders.
2) A lusting woman who obviously wasn't getting enough attention to satisfy her overactive libido (Potiphar's wife), who tried to seduce him....and he had to run for his life!
3) A prison sentence that he did not deserve...with two jailmates who weren't always good at keeping their word to him once "they tasted freedom" again. One eventually did, though.
4) Those same brothers coming to the Pharaoh's courts to beg for food...and mercy....
So, where has the "dream died" for you? What caused it to die? How can it be revived?
What dream did GOD place in your heart that still remains unfulfilled? What can you do to "accomplish this dream"?
I can think of so many that I felt the Lord placed in me...and for some reason I never took those steps to fulfill them....I never cooperated with God--or trusted His wisdom enough to endure all that might happen.
Sorta bad case of the "shoulda, coulda, woulda" syndrome..
Let's talk about it.
What about "your dreams"?
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I wrote this devotional for a men's group more than three years ago. I feel the Lord wants me to share it here.
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Happy Birthday, Doyle Daugherty!
Doyle Daugherty, a great minister, pastor, servant of the Lord is celebrating his birthday today. Even though I'm not sure of his exact age, I do want to say "Happy Birthday" to him.
God bless you Doyle, as you labor for Christ and His call in your life.
God bless you Doyle, as you labor for Christ and His call in your life.
A Truly Great Church!
www.cogop.org
The Church of God of Prophecy with it's international headquarters in Cleveland, Tennessee was my home denomination for many, many years. This great section of the Body of Christ is holding it's 94th General Assembly in Nashville, Tennessee this week.
You can go to the website, and click all the way through and hear the great meeting LIVE on the Internet.
Bishop Fred S Fisher Sr, the outgoing General Overseer is moderating this wonderful meeting. I've known Bishop Fisher, his wife Betty, and their two children ever since I was a snotty-nosed teenager running around in Huntsville, Alabama. These people are precious, precious saints of God.
Bishop Randy Howard, the General Overseer-select, has been a friend for many years as well. His brother-in-law, Willie Stoup, was a friend and colleague during our college years in the early 1980s. I last saw Willie in January, 1997.
Please pray for this great denomination.
The Church of God of Prophecy with it's international headquarters in Cleveland, Tennessee was my home denomination for many, many years. This great section of the Body of Christ is holding it's 94th General Assembly in Nashville, Tennessee this week.
You can go to the website, and click all the way through and hear the great meeting LIVE on the Internet.
Bishop Fred S Fisher Sr, the outgoing General Overseer is moderating this wonderful meeting. I've known Bishop Fisher, his wife Betty, and their two children ever since I was a snotty-nosed teenager running around in Huntsville, Alabama. These people are precious, precious saints of God.
Bishop Randy Howard, the General Overseer-select, has been a friend for many years as well. His brother-in-law, Willie Stoup, was a friend and colleague during our college years in the early 1980s. I last saw Willie in January, 1997.
Please pray for this great denomination.
Spirit-Driven People....
The Scriptures are full of passages telling and describing how the Holy Spirit directed the people of God--both in the Old and New Testaments. We need only read them, and discover that God has always been active throughout human history. He has not been dormant.
Of particular interest to me, has been the records of the New Testament detailing how the Third Person of the Godhead led, directed, instructed, restrained, and prompted God's people to do God's bidding.
I grew up hearing these great stories of God's active leading of His people. I've come to expect it in everyday life. I've come to expect it in the life of any local gathering of Christ-followers. That's just the way it should be--at least that's my understanding of the Scriptures.
So, now I must ask, "What does it mean to be 'Spirit-driven'"? How do we know when the Holy Spirit is "leading us?" How do we discern His voice? How do we know which "promises" to claim as ours?
One of my first answers would be: When Christ is glorified--we know it is the Holy Spirit directing and drawing us. When the gospel is being presented in the spirit and grace of Jesus Christ--we know it is the Holy Spirit directing and drawing us. When men, women, boys and girls are convinced and convicted of their sins and drawn to repentance--we know it is the Holy Spirit directing and drawing us. When we are drawn to deep, passionate praying, communing with Christ, and enriching our fellowship with Him and others--we can be sure we are being "Spirit driven."
When we long for the precious and majestic voice of the Lord in our lives, hearing Him in our heads and our hearts, and we know that "no other voice" will suffice--we can be sure that we are being "Spirit Driven."
When we long for God's power and presence to be manifested in a transformational way: people to be healed, the blind to see, the captives to be set free, and the oppressed to be delivered--just as Jesus promised in the Gospels, we can be sure that we are Spirit Driven.
So what "spirit" is driving you today?
Of particular interest to me, has been the records of the New Testament detailing how the Third Person of the Godhead led, directed, instructed, restrained, and prompted God's people to do God's bidding.
I grew up hearing these great stories of God's active leading of His people. I've come to expect it in everyday life. I've come to expect it in the life of any local gathering of Christ-followers. That's just the way it should be--at least that's my understanding of the Scriptures.
So, now I must ask, "What does it mean to be 'Spirit-driven'"? How do we know when the Holy Spirit is "leading us?" How do we discern His voice? How do we know which "promises" to claim as ours?
One of my first answers would be: When Christ is glorified--we know it is the Holy Spirit directing and drawing us. When the gospel is being presented in the spirit and grace of Jesus Christ--we know it is the Holy Spirit directing and drawing us. When men, women, boys and girls are convinced and convicted of their sins and drawn to repentance--we know it is the Holy Spirit directing and drawing us. When we are drawn to deep, passionate praying, communing with Christ, and enriching our fellowship with Him and others--we can be sure we are being "Spirit driven."
When we long for the precious and majestic voice of the Lord in our lives, hearing Him in our heads and our hearts, and we know that "no other voice" will suffice--we can be sure that we are being "Spirit Driven."
When we long for God's power and presence to be manifested in a transformational way: people to be healed, the blind to see, the captives to be set free, and the oppressed to be delivered--just as Jesus promised in the Gospels, we can be sure that we are Spirit Driven.
So what "spirit" is driving you today?
10 Years Ago
Actually ten years ago on Monday (two days ago), I left a world that I loved, and benefited from to re-enter a world that I would again learn to love and from which I would grow, benefit, and deepen.
I left the United States Air Force on August 20, 1996, and returned to Cleveland, TN--where I had left some ten years earlier to enter the military.
I was very fortunate to have traveled in 34 countries on 4 continents and served in many capacities. I was stationed at:
Lackland AFB, Texas
Presidio Of Monterey, California
Lowery AFB, Colorado
Beale AFB, California
Kunsan Air Base, South Korea
AFNORTH (Allied Forces Northern Europe), Oslo Norway
Reese AFB, Texas.
I met some wonderful people in every place. These great and gracious folk loved me, cared for me, and was the face of Christ to me in ways that thousands of words cannot explain.
In every place I found a loving church family--and many who would take me in as "family."
Since that time, I have returned to Cleveland to work on the seminary degree. I have moved to Chicago--six years ago this week--and now I am engaged in productive, fulfilling work.
It's been a great ten years.
I left the United States Air Force on August 20, 1996, and returned to Cleveland, TN--where I had left some ten years earlier to enter the military.
I was very fortunate to have traveled in 34 countries on 4 continents and served in many capacities. I was stationed at:
Lackland AFB, Texas
Presidio Of Monterey, California
Lowery AFB, Colorado
Beale AFB, California
Kunsan Air Base, South Korea
AFNORTH (Allied Forces Northern Europe), Oslo Norway
Reese AFB, Texas.
I met some wonderful people in every place. These great and gracious folk loved me, cared for me, and was the face of Christ to me in ways that thousands of words cannot explain.
In every place I found a loving church family--and many who would take me in as "family."
Since that time, I have returned to Cleveland to work on the seminary degree. I have moved to Chicago--six years ago this week--and now I am engaged in productive, fulfilling work.
It's been a great ten years.
In Defense of Travis...
My friend in Florida, Pastor Travis Johnson http://lifepointe.typepad.com/travisjohnson/ and his lovely wife, Kelly are having an interesting debate/battle/war/intense fellowship--whatever we would want to call it. You can read all about it.
Anywho, someone has posted these "Guys' Rules" that I think are just great. Here they are for your viewing pleasure:
Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules! Please note... these are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!
1. Men ARE not mind readers.
1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.
1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be..
1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.
1. Crying is blackmail.
1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!
1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.
1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.
1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.
1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.
1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.
1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.. Don't ask us.
1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.
1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done, not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.
1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials..
1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.
1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.
1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.
1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothings wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.
1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.
1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is fine...Really.
1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or golf.
1. You have enough clothes.
1. You have too many shoes.
1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!
1. Thank you for reading this. Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight; But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.
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Priceless...and now you probably have guessed that I'm not married.
Anywho, someone has posted these "Guys' Rules" that I think are just great. Here they are for your viewing pleasure:
Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules! Please note... these are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!
1. Men ARE not mind readers.
1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.
1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be..
1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.
1. Crying is blackmail.
1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!
1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.
1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.
1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.
1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.
1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.
1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.. Don't ask us.
1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.
1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done, not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.
1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials..
1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.
1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.
1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.
1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothings wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.
1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.
1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is fine...Really.
1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or golf.
1. You have enough clothes.
1. You have too many shoes.
1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!
1. Thank you for reading this. Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight; But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.
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Priceless...and now you probably have guessed that I'm not married.
Send her back...
The "top story" in Chicago right now is that an illegal immigrant (Elvira Arellano) from Mexico is "holed up" in a United Methodist Church on the city's near West side neighborhood of Humboldt Park.
Elvira has been in this country for at least nine years. She was arrested in 2002 for using a fake Social Security Number, and fake Immigration documents to gain employment at O'Hare Airport.
She is a single mom, with a seven year old son who has had a history of ADHD and other related health problems. He was born in the United States, thus having U S citizenship, unfortunately.
She had the audacity to have a news conference this morning, and make this statement:
"I am a single mom. I am not a terrorist. I am not a criminal. I am a mom."
She was ordered to report to the Department of Homeland Security yesterday for deportation back to Mexico. The INS has now declared Ms Arellano a "federal fugitive" and have vowed to arrest her.
This is as it should be. She is a criminal, by virtue of the fact that she has broken the laws of the United States, and continues to break them.
The authorities of this nation should go into the church in Humboldt Park, take this lady into custody, and put her on the next flight into Mexico. I do not want to be "heartless"--but send her son with her.
We must do something about the illegal immigration fiasco in this country.
Elvira has been in this country for at least nine years. She was arrested in 2002 for using a fake Social Security Number, and fake Immigration documents to gain employment at O'Hare Airport.
She is a single mom, with a seven year old son who has had a history of ADHD and other related health problems. He was born in the United States, thus having U S citizenship, unfortunately.
She had the audacity to have a news conference this morning, and make this statement:
"I am a single mom. I am not a terrorist. I am not a criminal. I am a mom."
She was ordered to report to the Department of Homeland Security yesterday for deportation back to Mexico. The INS has now declared Ms Arellano a "federal fugitive" and have vowed to arrest her.
This is as it should be. She is a criminal, by virtue of the fact that she has broken the laws of the United States, and continues to break them.
The authorities of this nation should go into the church in Humboldt Park, take this lady into custody, and put her on the next flight into Mexico. I do not want to be "heartless"--but send her son with her.
We must do something about the illegal immigration fiasco in this country.
I can HARDLY wait...
September 12th is just around the corner, and it will be "the day" for me! Okay, I'm vain enough to absolutely LOVE Dancing with the Stars on ABC. The last season was just spectacular. Here's the story from the Chicago Suntimes and I can hardly wait:
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More celebs put on their 'Dancing' shoes
August 15, 2006
BY DAREL JEVENS Staff Reporter
We know Tucker Carlson can spin the words of a politician, and Emmitt Smith can shuffle past a blocker, and Jerry Springer can hustle a two-timing cross-dresser.
But can they dance?
America will find out next month when they join eight other B- and C-listers on the new season of "Dancing With the Stars," the hit ABC competition that pairs ballroom pros with uncertain celebs.
Testing their twinkle-toes during the third season, starting Sept. 12 on WLS-Channel 7, will be:
Jerry Springer: Chicago-based host of the notorious daytime talk show keeping the world apprised of lowbrow behavior.
Mario Lopez: Former star of "Saved by the Bell" and "The Bold and the Beautiful."
Emmitt Smith: The Dallas Cowboys great who holds the NFL's all-time rushing record.
Willa Ford: A flash-in-the-pan pop princess and former Playboy model.
Vivica A. Fox: An actress seen in "Kill Bill" and "Independence Day."
Harry Hamlin: The "L.A. Law" actor married to last spring's "Dancing With the Stars"
competitor Lisa Rinna.
Sara Evans: A country singer known for the hits "Suds in the Bucket" and "A Real Fine Place to Start."
Joe Lawrence: Back when he was "Joey," a teen heartthrob and co-star of "Blossom."
Monique Coleman: An actress from the Disney Channel sensation "High School Musical."
Tucker Carlson: The conservative journalist and pundit, formerly of CNN, now on MSNBC.
Shanna Moakler: Star of MTV's "Meet the Barkers," chronicling her doomed marriage to rocker Travis Barker.
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Just called a lady who is very special to me, and she said that "Sara Evans is fabulous!"
Never heard her, or her music, but I'll be anxiously awaiting her "dancing" debut.
I've been having "DWTTS" withdrawals all summer, so now I can get my "fix."
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More celebs put on their 'Dancing' shoes
August 15, 2006
BY DAREL JEVENS Staff Reporter
We know Tucker Carlson can spin the words of a politician, and Emmitt Smith can shuffle past a blocker, and Jerry Springer can hustle a two-timing cross-dresser.
But can they dance?
America will find out next month when they join eight other B- and C-listers on the new season of "Dancing With the Stars," the hit ABC competition that pairs ballroom pros with uncertain celebs.
Testing their twinkle-toes during the third season, starting Sept. 12 on WLS-Channel 7, will be:
Jerry Springer: Chicago-based host of the notorious daytime talk show keeping the world apprised of lowbrow behavior.
Mario Lopez: Former star of "Saved by the Bell" and "The Bold and the Beautiful."
Emmitt Smith: The Dallas Cowboys great who holds the NFL's all-time rushing record.
Willa Ford: A flash-in-the-pan pop princess and former Playboy model.
Vivica A. Fox: An actress seen in "Kill Bill" and "Independence Day."
Harry Hamlin: The "L.A. Law" actor married to last spring's "Dancing With the Stars"
competitor Lisa Rinna.
Sara Evans: A country singer known for the hits "Suds in the Bucket" and "A Real Fine Place to Start."
Joe Lawrence: Back when he was "Joey," a teen heartthrob and co-star of "Blossom."
Monique Coleman: An actress from the Disney Channel sensation "High School Musical."
Tucker Carlson: The conservative journalist and pundit, formerly of CNN, now on MSNBC.
Shanna Moakler: Star of MTV's "Meet the Barkers," chronicling her doomed marriage to rocker Travis Barker.
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Just called a lady who is very special to me, and she said that "Sara Evans is fabulous!"
Never heard her, or her music, but I'll be anxiously awaiting her "dancing" debut.
I've been having "DWTTS" withdrawals all summer, so now I can get my "fix."
I got tagged!
Kevin Bussey tagged me, so here's my list:
1. One book that changed your life: Handle with Prayer, Charles Stanley
2. One book that you’ve read more than once,Other than the Bible: The Knowledge of the Holy by A W Tozer
3. One book I’d want on a desert island, Other than the Bible: Worship His Majesty by Jack Hayford
4. One book that made me laugh: Big Russ and Me by Tim Russert
5. One book that made me cry: Beyond Betrayal by Carolyn Koons
6. One bookthat you wish you had written: Cure for the Common Life by Max Lucado
7. One book you wish had never been written: The Book of Mormon
8. One book that you are currently reading: The Spirit and the Mind (Terry Cross, Emerson Powery, Editors)
9. One book that you’ve been meaning to read: Just as I Am by Billy Graham
So now, I am tagging EVERYONE who reads my blog. That's right all of you.
What would be your answers to these same questions?
Go for it!
1. One book that changed your life: Handle with Prayer, Charles Stanley
2. One book that you’ve read more than once,Other than the Bible: The Knowledge of the Holy by A W Tozer
3. One book I’d want on a desert island, Other than the Bible: Worship His Majesty by Jack Hayford
4. One book that made me laugh: Big Russ and Me by Tim Russert
5. One book that made me cry: Beyond Betrayal by Carolyn Koons
6. One bookthat you wish you had written: Cure for the Common Life by Max Lucado
7. One book you wish had never been written: The Book of Mormon
8. One book that you are currently reading: The Spirit and the Mind (Terry Cross, Emerson Powery, Editors)
9. One book that you’ve been meaning to read: Just as I Am by Billy Graham
So now, I am tagging EVERYONE who reads my blog. That's right all of you.
What would be your answers to these same questions?
Go for it!
48 Hours with....
If you could spend 48 hours, and only 48 hours with any person in the New Testament (Christ excluded, of course--we would all want to spend time with HIM), who would it be?
Why? What would be your motivation for spending 48 hours with that person?
I would want to spend 48 hours with Barnabas--the fellow who traveled with the Apostle Paul.
But his relationship with Paul began long before that. He was the one who helped introduce Paul into the "believing community" after his Damascus Road encounter with the Lord Jesus.
Barnabas is known as the "Son of Consolation" or the "Son of Encouragement."
I would want to know how he "pulled people together"--when they were ready to pull each other apart.
So, how would you like to spend 48 hours with?
Why?
Why? What would be your motivation for spending 48 hours with that person?
I would want to spend 48 hours with Barnabas--the fellow who traveled with the Apostle Paul.
But his relationship with Paul began long before that. He was the one who helped introduce Paul into the "believing community" after his Damascus Road encounter with the Lord Jesus.
Barnabas is known as the "Son of Consolation" or the "Son of Encouragement."
I would want to know how he "pulled people together"--when they were ready to pull each other apart.
So, how would you like to spend 48 hours with?
Why?
I remember
When my good friend Rick Polachek, who at the time was a KC-135 Navigator at Beale Air Force Base, California, and I were having lunch one day. We were talking about serving people, serving God, and just what the Lord was doing in our lives, and in our careers. Rick said the most profound thing to me, and I've remembered it now almost twenty years later:
"Every Christian wants to be a servant. But no Christian wants to be treated like one."
I can't remember when I've heard more truth spoken in such a succint, compact, and powerful manner.
And in those many years since that conversation, I've been reminded of Rick's prophetic words in a multitude of ways.
I've remembered those words when I've seen church staff abused, mistreated, and underpaid--all in the name of "ministry."
I've remembered those words when I've seen volunteers give up lots of their "free time"--Non-paid time, that is--to perform functions that no paid staff would do, and then be regarded as the "servant" and treated as though their personal dignity was of little or no consequence.
I've remembered those times when I ask people to assist in some project of one kind or another. The Lord continually reminds me these people are "His sheep", and not my personal property. They may be "my friends" but they are ultimately HIS SHEEP. I do well not to ever forget that fact.
I strongly and firmly believe in "leadership." But when it comes to the community of faith, I more strongly believe in "shepherding" and "caring" and "tending" to God's flock--because that is what Christ has called all of us to do.
CEO models are great in the "corporate world." These are also necessary in the "corporate world". But when have we been "released" by the Lord to employ the "corporate world" strategies in the functioning of His church?
Something to think about.
"Every Christian wants to be a servant. But no Christian wants to be treated like one."
I can't remember when I've heard more truth spoken in such a succint, compact, and powerful manner.
And in those many years since that conversation, I've been reminded of Rick's prophetic words in a multitude of ways.
I've remembered those words when I've seen church staff abused, mistreated, and underpaid--all in the name of "ministry."
I've remembered those words when I've seen volunteers give up lots of their "free time"--Non-paid time, that is--to perform functions that no paid staff would do, and then be regarded as the "servant" and treated as though their personal dignity was of little or no consequence.
I've remembered those times when I ask people to assist in some project of one kind or another. The Lord continually reminds me these people are "His sheep", and not my personal property. They may be "my friends" but they are ultimately HIS SHEEP. I do well not to ever forget that fact.
I strongly and firmly believe in "leadership." But when it comes to the community of faith, I more strongly believe in "shepherding" and "caring" and "tending" to God's flock--because that is what Christ has called all of us to do.
CEO models are great in the "corporate world." These are also necessary in the "corporate world". But when have we been "released" by the Lord to employ the "corporate world" strategies in the functioning of His church?
Something to think about.
Pastor Byron D Morrell: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
My great friend, Pastor Byron D Morrell, had a birthday on Saturday, August 5th. He and I are now the same age, except that I have almost five months on him.
Byron and I have quite a history. We became friends twenty-six years ago this month. We met as freshmen in college in Cleveland, Tennessee in August 1980. He's a native South Carolinian--and a die-hard Clemson Tigers fan.
Or at least he used to be. Not sure if he even watches sports anymore now. He's a busy husband, father, employee, and shepherd.
I did call him Sunday morning and wish him a belated Happy Birthday. He's a precious, precious brother in so many ways.
His wife Cindy, his two sons Zach and Zeke, and his parents Melvin and Lucille helped him celebrate yesterday. I'm hoping his two brothers and sister (and their families) were there also.
I've not seen Byron in six years now. The last time we were together, he was spending the night at my apartment while he was finishing his Masters degree at the Church of God Theological Seminary in Cleveland. I'm an alum of that school also.
Byron is a special man. He has served as pastor in two states: South Carolina and Oregon. He has served as an Evangelist (just about everywhere), and he served as the State Youth Director for the Church of God of Prophecy in Alabama.
I could say so much more, but I've already said more than he wanted me to.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, buddy!
At least you still have your hair.
Well, most of it.
Byron and I have quite a history. We became friends twenty-six years ago this month. We met as freshmen in college in Cleveland, Tennessee in August 1980. He's a native South Carolinian--and a die-hard Clemson Tigers fan.
Or at least he used to be. Not sure if he even watches sports anymore now. He's a busy husband, father, employee, and shepherd.
I did call him Sunday morning and wish him a belated Happy Birthday. He's a precious, precious brother in so many ways.
His wife Cindy, his two sons Zach and Zeke, and his parents Melvin and Lucille helped him celebrate yesterday. I'm hoping his two brothers and sister (and their families) were there also.
I've not seen Byron in six years now. The last time we were together, he was spending the night at my apartment while he was finishing his Masters degree at the Church of God Theological Seminary in Cleveland. I'm an alum of that school also.
Byron is a special man. He has served as pastor in two states: South Carolina and Oregon. He has served as an Evangelist (just about everywhere), and he served as the State Youth Director for the Church of God of Prophecy in Alabama.
I could say so much more, but I've already said more than he wanted me to.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, buddy!
At least you still have your hair.
Well, most of it.
Tacky Questions....
The tackiest question that I think I've ever been asked is:
Well, Phil, why aren't you married yet? My Grandmother Fields (whom I love dearly) has always been the chief offender, until I put the Kabosh on it a few years ago.
This question is SO tacky that I've come up with several brilliant (well, at least to me, they are) responses to those insensitive--well maybe that's a bit strong--those people who insist on asking the question anyway:
1) I'm college educated, employed, a good cook, a good musician, a good author, and I intimidate every girl I'm around.
2) Well, friend, have you been praying for God to send me a life partner? OOH, why not?
3) I have traveled the world in the last 20 years, and no woman likes jet-lag.
4) Well, it's not been very important to me, so why is it that important to you?
5) You would actually want the possibility of having more people like ME here on this earth?
6) I've not found the right one: the right bank account, the right career lady, and the right retirement location that SHE can afford for me.
And my all time favorite:
I'm too cold to hold, and too hot to handle....
So, there you have it.
So why should I be married any time soon?
What say ye?
Well, Phil, why aren't you married yet? My Grandmother Fields (whom I love dearly) has always been the chief offender, until I put the Kabosh on it a few years ago.
This question is SO tacky that I've come up with several brilliant (well, at least to me, they are) responses to those insensitive--well maybe that's a bit strong--those people who insist on asking the question anyway:
1) I'm college educated, employed, a good cook, a good musician, a good author, and I intimidate every girl I'm around.
2) Well, friend, have you been praying for God to send me a life partner? OOH, why not?
3) I have traveled the world in the last 20 years, and no woman likes jet-lag.
4) Well, it's not been very important to me, so why is it that important to you?
5) You would actually want the possibility of having more people like ME here on this earth?
6) I've not found the right one: the right bank account, the right career lady, and the right retirement location that SHE can afford for me.
And my all time favorite:
I'm too cold to hold, and too hot to handle....
So, there you have it.
So why should I be married any time soon?
What say ye?
Getting it "right"...or can we?
It seems like there are as many opinions about the "crucial issues" of life as there are people "living" life. For instance, this morning there was this raging debate on Good Morning America about "raising the minimum wage."
On one side of the aisle, the supposed experts say that "raising the minimum wage" will eliminate jobs in the economy. If that were true, then we would have no United States Senate--their salaries have been increased eight times in the last ten years. Or was it nine?
And those ladies and gentlemen still have jobs. Actually, it is WE taxpayers who are funding their positions--whether we like their performance or not. We have ZERO influence as to whether those salaries are raised or not. But we are still the ones who are paying them.
On the other side--since I want to be fair--there are those people who are rightly arguing that full time workers in this nation--the richest nation on earth--should be paid a fair and just wage, so they can support their families without having to go on the "government dole."
This time, I agree with this side. If employers in this nation--all of them--paid their employees a just and equitable wage, I honestly believe we would see far greater productivity, nationwide. I also believe we would see costs for healthcare stabilize, if not decrease. I believe we would see child abuse, alcoholism, and some of the other prevalent ills either subside or decrease.
Now, not every social ill is tied to "money." But many of them are.
I have the best-paying job now that I've ever had. I make in the high 30s...and nothing to be ashamed of. I love my job. But I also remember when I could barely pay the bills, had no healthcare and was working 40+ hours a week for less than the current minimum wage.
I'm a military veteran, honorably discharged after ten stellar years of service. I'm college educated, and have alot of good experience--but I was pretty much stuck in a dead end job, while working on the graduate degree.
Not everyone is as fortunate as I am. But I do remember these words from James Chapter 5:
Come now, you rich, weep and howl for your miseries that are coming upon you!
Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are moth-eaten.
Your gold and silver are corroded, and their corrosion will be a witness against you and will eat your flesh like fire. You have heaped up treasure in the last days.
Indeed the wages of the laborers who mowed your fields, which you kept back by fraud, cry out; and the cries of the reapers have reached the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth.
You have lived on the earth in pleasure and luxury; you have fattened your hearts as in a day of slaughter.
You have condemned, you have murdered the just; he does not resist you.
I keep hearing the "well, people will lose their jobs, and no jobs will be created if we raise the minimum wage."
Not for a moment do I believe that nonsense. Yes, the markets do need the freedom to make adjustments, but more importantly working people need to be treated fairly and justly. Those same working people should be able to depend on just and equitable treatment from those employing them.
Unless of course we want another ENRON.
But then again Ken Lay is now departed this life.
Look what he left behind.
On one side of the aisle, the supposed experts say that "raising the minimum wage" will eliminate jobs in the economy. If that were true, then we would have no United States Senate--their salaries have been increased eight times in the last ten years. Or was it nine?
And those ladies and gentlemen still have jobs. Actually, it is WE taxpayers who are funding their positions--whether we like their performance or not. We have ZERO influence as to whether those salaries are raised or not. But we are still the ones who are paying them.
On the other side--since I want to be fair--there are those people who are rightly arguing that full time workers in this nation--the richest nation on earth--should be paid a fair and just wage, so they can support their families without having to go on the "government dole."
This time, I agree with this side. If employers in this nation--all of them--paid their employees a just and equitable wage, I honestly believe we would see far greater productivity, nationwide. I also believe we would see costs for healthcare stabilize, if not decrease. I believe we would see child abuse, alcoholism, and some of the other prevalent ills either subside or decrease.
Now, not every social ill is tied to "money." But many of them are.
I have the best-paying job now that I've ever had. I make in the high 30s...and nothing to be ashamed of. I love my job. But I also remember when I could barely pay the bills, had no healthcare and was working 40+ hours a week for less than the current minimum wage.
I'm a military veteran, honorably discharged after ten stellar years of service. I'm college educated, and have alot of good experience--but I was pretty much stuck in a dead end job, while working on the graduate degree.
Not everyone is as fortunate as I am. But I do remember these words from James Chapter 5:
Come now, you rich, weep and howl for your miseries that are coming upon you!
Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are moth-eaten.
Your gold and silver are corroded, and their corrosion will be a witness against you and will eat your flesh like fire. You have heaped up treasure in the last days.
Indeed the wages of the laborers who mowed your fields, which you kept back by fraud, cry out; and the cries of the reapers have reached the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth.
You have lived on the earth in pleasure and luxury; you have fattened your hearts as in a day of slaughter.
You have condemned, you have murdered the just; he does not resist you.
I keep hearing the "well, people will lose their jobs, and no jobs will be created if we raise the minimum wage."
Not for a moment do I believe that nonsense. Yes, the markets do need the freedom to make adjustments, but more importantly working people need to be treated fairly and justly. Those same working people should be able to depend on just and equitable treatment from those employing them.
Unless of course we want another ENRON.
But then again Ken Lay is now departed this life.
Look what he left behind.
One very interesting discussion..last night...
My roommate (Joshua) leads a small-group Bible study on Tuesday evenings. He always comes in late, and I'm almost always in bed asleep when he arrives.
This morning, he was telling me about part of the discussion last night, after the study. Some of the girls in the groups were whining about "relationships"...and particularly how "men" just aren't "leaders"--and if they were, that women would be falling all over them.
And I very kindly and candidly reminded Josh that these "know-it-all" chicks are about 99% wrong in their assumptions, accusations and evaluations of single men.
Of course, I've heard it all before:
"We just want you men to be 'leaders'".....and?
So my question would be, "Hey sister, where do you want us to lead you?"
"We just want you to be spiritual leaders in all the relationships..."
Oh, is that so? Or is the truth that you want us to "be just like" your dad, your uncle, your favorite pastor, or someone else whom you idolize?
I've got a question or two for these "inquiring" women who want men to be "leaders":
First, how can you (an imperfect, fallible human being) expect flawless infallibility out of anyone and particularly out of a single man? You have your "issues" and yet you want us to "lead you" somewhere that you probably aren't willing to go?
Second, how happy are you with yourself and your other "non-male" relationships? Are you expecting a "relationship" with a man to satisfy every longing in your heart?
Finally, how realistic are your expectations in any relationship? If one man had the riches of Donald Trump, the spiritual walk of Billy Graham, the looks of Tom Cruise, the intelligence of Einstein, and the romantic ability of Cary Grant---would you be satisfied?
Of course, we all know the answers to those questions.
So, yes, as a single man I am concerned about the quality of all my relationships. But I also realize that God doesn't not want me to "find the right person" as much as He wants me to "be the right person."
And there is a difference. A very strong difference.
This morning, he was telling me about part of the discussion last night, after the study. Some of the girls in the groups were whining about "relationships"...and particularly how "men" just aren't "leaders"--and if they were, that women would be falling all over them.
And I very kindly and candidly reminded Josh that these "know-it-all" chicks are about 99% wrong in their assumptions, accusations and evaluations of single men.
Of course, I've heard it all before:
"We just want you men to be 'leaders'".....and?
So my question would be, "Hey sister, where do you want us to lead you?"
"We just want you to be spiritual leaders in all the relationships..."
Oh, is that so? Or is the truth that you want us to "be just like" your dad, your uncle, your favorite pastor, or someone else whom you idolize?
I've got a question or two for these "inquiring" women who want men to be "leaders":
First, how can you (an imperfect, fallible human being) expect flawless infallibility out of anyone and particularly out of a single man? You have your "issues" and yet you want us to "lead you" somewhere that you probably aren't willing to go?
Second, how happy are you with yourself and your other "non-male" relationships? Are you expecting a "relationship" with a man to satisfy every longing in your heart?
Finally, how realistic are your expectations in any relationship? If one man had the riches of Donald Trump, the spiritual walk of Billy Graham, the looks of Tom Cruise, the intelligence of Einstein, and the romantic ability of Cary Grant---would you be satisfied?
Of course, we all know the answers to those questions.
So, yes, as a single man I am concerned about the quality of all my relationships. But I also realize that God doesn't not want me to "find the right person" as much as He wants me to "be the right person."
And there is a difference. A very strong difference.
When it's all said and done....
Far more will be "said" than will ever be "done..."
I know people that complain about everything--and I do mean "everything."
One person particularly comes to mind. She doesn't like where the "group" goes to eat lunch after Sunday morning worship ends. We've tried everything, and she has literally whined and complained about every place we've been.
After awhile I just got fed up and told her to "stop it." And with all due haste to "stop it now."
She's not speaking to me now...that's her choice. But at least we don't have to hear her whining and complaining and bickering and faultfinding about every thing...and particularly after we've worshipped the Lord.
I guess you just can't please some people.
I know people that complain about everything--and I do mean "everything."
One person particularly comes to mind. She doesn't like where the "group" goes to eat lunch after Sunday morning worship ends. We've tried everything, and she has literally whined and complained about every place we've been.
After awhile I just got fed up and told her to "stop it." And with all due haste to "stop it now."
She's not speaking to me now...that's her choice. But at least we don't have to hear her whining and complaining and bickering and faultfinding about every thing...and particularly after we've worshipped the Lord.
I guess you just can't please some people.
Happy Birthday, Matthew Reneau!
You got:
A college degree
A new wife
And a birthday all within 180 days...
Good for you!
A college degree
A new wife
And a birthday all within 180 days...
Good for you!
Eighty Faithful Years! Happy Birthday, WMBI!
Eighty years ago yesterday (July 28, 1926) WMBI Radio signed on the airwaves of Chicago. This wonderful broadcast ministry of the Moody Bible Institute has remained on the airwaves through all these times of change, world wars, elections, economies, the rise and fall of Communism--for the most part, and many other historical happenings.
And for eighty faithful years, the mission has been the same: "Spreading the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and showing His love."
The methods have often changes--as they should--but the message has remained unchanged:
Jesus Saves!
I attended the "Birthday Party" last night for WMBI. It was a marvelous concert, held at Harvest Bible Chapel in Rolling Meadows--a suburb of Chicago. The guests artists were world-renown, Grammy-award winning soloist Larnelle Harris, and the continually popular Manhattan Transfer-sounding FIRST CALL (Marty McCall, Bonnie Keen, and Melody Tunney).
It was fabulous. It was worshipful, energetic and so very, very encouraging.
You can check out WMBI here:
www.wmbi.fm
God bless the Moody Broadcasting Network and my friends at WMBI!
And for eighty faithful years, the mission has been the same: "Spreading the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and showing His love."
The methods have often changes--as they should--but the message has remained unchanged:
Jesus Saves!
I attended the "Birthday Party" last night for WMBI. It was a marvelous concert, held at Harvest Bible Chapel in Rolling Meadows--a suburb of Chicago. The guests artists were world-renown, Grammy-award winning soloist Larnelle Harris, and the continually popular Manhattan Transfer-sounding FIRST CALL (Marty McCall, Bonnie Keen, and Melody Tunney).
It was fabulous. It was worshipful, energetic and so very, very encouraging.
You can check out WMBI here:
www.wmbi.fm
God bless the Moody Broadcasting Network and my friends at WMBI!
Raise the FEDERAL MINIMUM WAGE..now!
The United States is the wealthiest nation on the face of the planet, and also the wealthiest nation in the history of mankind.
There is ABSOLUTELY NO REASON why a family who has at least one adult working full time every week should be below the poverty level. The Book of James, Chapter Five speaks very clearly to the tragedy of not "paying people a living wage."
This is not a liberal cause, and it is not a conservative cause. This is a human cause.
Now, I realize that some people have made some "poor choices" in their recent, and not-so-recent past--and now they are living with the dire consequences of those choices.
More than 30 million working Americans are living below the poverty level--and many of them have families they are attempting to support.
As much as I like TARGET and WALMART and HOME DEPOT, these companies must pay their workers a "living wage."
And so should every other business fortunate enough to operate in the United States of America.
And the CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST must speak up about this tragedy. We have no problem speaking up about "gay marriage" and "abortions" and other societal ills--and we should speak up about them.
But we must realize that allowing poverty-level living when we can do something about it, is also immoral. At least that is what the Scriptures tell me. We must speak up, and then we must be about doing something. The "least of these" teaching of Christ from Matthew 25 comes into play here.
God requires no less of us.
There is ABSOLUTELY NO REASON why a family who has at least one adult working full time every week should be below the poverty level. The Book of James, Chapter Five speaks very clearly to the tragedy of not "paying people a living wage."
This is not a liberal cause, and it is not a conservative cause. This is a human cause.
Now, I realize that some people have made some "poor choices" in their recent, and not-so-recent past--and now they are living with the dire consequences of those choices.
More than 30 million working Americans are living below the poverty level--and many of them have families they are attempting to support.
As much as I like TARGET and WALMART and HOME DEPOT, these companies must pay their workers a "living wage."
And so should every other business fortunate enough to operate in the United States of America.
And the CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST must speak up about this tragedy. We have no problem speaking up about "gay marriage" and "abortions" and other societal ills--and we should speak up about them.
But we must realize that allowing poverty-level living when we can do something about it, is also immoral. At least that is what the Scriptures tell me. We must speak up, and then we must be about doing something. The "least of these" teaching of Christ from Matthew 25 comes into play here.
God requires no less of us.
Another Cancer Victim...Pray for him.
Francis Cardinal George, who leades the Archdiocese of the Roman Catholic Church here in Chicago has been diagnosed with bladder cancer.
This announcement was made to the public last night, and according to the press conference--going on right now--has survived the surgery, which removed his entire bladder.
The Cardinal has been having bladder problems since June of this year, and at that time some suspicious cells (for cancer) were found.
The biopsies revealed a high grade tumor, yet superficial. A CAT-scan showed the right ureter was partially blocked as it entered the bladder, and a stint was placed to relieve the obstruction. Further tests showed cancer of the bladder.
The surgery today began at 8:15 a.m. and ended around 1:15 p.m. He will be transferred to the Intensive Care Surgical Recovery room at Loyola Medical Center in Maywood, Illinois.
Please pray for Cardinal George today.
This announcement was made to the public last night, and according to the press conference--going on right now--has survived the surgery, which removed his entire bladder.
The Cardinal has been having bladder problems since June of this year, and at that time some suspicious cells (for cancer) were found.
The biopsies revealed a high grade tumor, yet superficial. A CAT-scan showed the right ureter was partially blocked as it entered the bladder, and a stint was placed to relieve the obstruction. Further tests showed cancer of the bladder.
The surgery today began at 8:15 a.m. and ended around 1:15 p.m. He will be transferred to the Intensive Care Surgical Recovery room at Loyola Medical Center in Maywood, Illinois.
Please pray for Cardinal George today.
This is what I would do....
If I were a pastor or someone in a position of "authority" in a local congregation (and in this order):
First, I would get to know the people in this church. This would take a while, but it would be worth more than "their weight in gold." I don't have to know everything about them, but I do want to know something about them. And I want to learn it from them--not just those around them.
Second, I would find out what they "do best." Example: Does Sister Joan encourage people with her words and actions--outside the context of a Sunday gathering? Would she be "fulfilled" in helping the local congregation stay in touch with one another, in the "ordinary" stuff that happens in people's lives--hospitalizations, baby births, etc? If the answer is "yes"--then let's encourage Sister Joan and help her minister to these people.
Third, I would empower people to be as creative as they could possible become. Of course, there are always parameters, and adults can accept and define parameters. Nothing would be "outside the box" would be off limits, as long as it doesn't violate Scriptural commands and admonitions.
Fourth, I would find out what the community surrounding our facilities is really like. What are the felt needs in this area? What are the real needs in this neighborhood? What are the demograhics here? What difference can our congregation make in this area?
Just some thoughts from one who has been "in the church" all my life.
First, I would get to know the people in this church. This would take a while, but it would be worth more than "their weight in gold." I don't have to know everything about them, but I do want to know something about them. And I want to learn it from them--not just those around them.
Second, I would find out what they "do best." Example: Does Sister Joan encourage people with her words and actions--outside the context of a Sunday gathering? Would she be "fulfilled" in helping the local congregation stay in touch with one another, in the "ordinary" stuff that happens in people's lives--hospitalizations, baby births, etc? If the answer is "yes"--then let's encourage Sister Joan and help her minister to these people.
Third, I would empower people to be as creative as they could possible become. Of course, there are always parameters, and adults can accept and define parameters. Nothing would be "outside the box" would be off limits, as long as it doesn't violate Scriptural commands and admonitions.
Fourth, I would find out what the community surrounding our facilities is really like. What are the felt needs in this area? What are the real needs in this neighborhood? What are the demograhics here? What difference can our congregation make in this area?
Just some thoughts from one who has been "in the church" all my life.
Something to Think About...
I wrote, a few days ago, about my now-in-heaven friend Sara Western.
I went to the memorial service for her yesterday afternoon at Park Community Church here in Chicago.
It was a glorious celebration. I heard something there that has stuck with me:
"Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin."
And that is so very, very true. Sara's life here on earth was "full"--according to all of our finite, fallible, disposable definitions of what "full" means.
But as Pastor Ray Carter so ably said, "She's really alive now."
Heaven is so much sweeter because Sara is there!
You can visit her website:
www.sarawestern.com
I went to the memorial service for her yesterday afternoon at Park Community Church here in Chicago.
It was a glorious celebration. I heard something there that has stuck with me:
"Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin."
And that is so very, very true. Sara's life here on earth was "full"--according to all of our finite, fallible, disposable definitions of what "full" means.
But as Pastor Ray Carter so ably said, "She's really alive now."
Heaven is so much sweeter because Sara is there!
You can visit her website:
www.sarawestern.com
He's here! CALEB ETHAN MOSES
My "brother" Kevin Moses and his wife, Monica are now the proud parents of son number two.
Caleb Ethan Moses was born shortly after midnight (this morning) and all seems to be well with the world.
Monica is the Children's Pastor at Cornerstone Church of God in Columbus, Georgia. Their first son, Micah, is now 2 1/2 years old, and is a charmer par excellent! I saw Micah and his wonderful dad two months ago when I was visiting my cousins in the Sylacauga, Alabama area.
WOW, now there is two!
Congratulations Kevin, Monica, and Micah!
I know that God has placed little Ethan in very capable and loving hands.
Those hands resemble His own.
I should know.
Caleb Ethan Moses was born shortly after midnight (this morning) and all seems to be well with the world.
Monica is the Children's Pastor at Cornerstone Church of God in Columbus, Georgia. Their first son, Micah, is now 2 1/2 years old, and is a charmer par excellent! I saw Micah and his wonderful dad two months ago when I was visiting my cousins in the Sylacauga, Alabama area.
WOW, now there is two!
Congratulations Kevin, Monica, and Micah!
I know that God has placed little Ethan in very capable and loving hands.
Those hands resemble His own.
I should know.
On the other side: Sarah Western, my friend
I was sitting in the Pritzker Pavilion of Millenium Park here in Chicago last night, waiting for the free concert to begin. I was reading through the Metro section of the Chicago Tribune, when I was stunned by what I saw.
There was a large picture of my friend Sarah Western (not sure of her married name, and I don't have the article with me here at the computer) in the Obituary section of the paper.
Sarah was a precious sister in Christ. She and I met when she started attending Chicago Tabernacle (my former home church) about four years ago. Her first time was on a Thursday night during the prayer meeting.
A few weeks later, Sarah let the congregation know that she had breast cancer, and this church prayed for her, regularly and continually.
I can remember Sarah coming to Sunday morning worship with her "head wrap" on because of the chemotherapy/radiation had taken her hair, and would always be one of the most loving and gracious people in the meeting.
I also remember how Sarah gave a brief testimony on New Year's Eve 2005 as to how the Lord was working in her life, and how the cancer was in remission at the time.
A few months later, this dreaded disease returned--this time to her liver and spleen.
The last time I actually had a chance to sit down and talk with Sarah was some ten months ago when she and I went to lunch after a Sunday morning service, with another friend of ours. Sarah was telling us how she had met this great guy, and how she was beginning to fall in love with him. We were thrilled for her. (And secretly I was jealous of the guy, because he was getting such a GREAT woman). I distinctly remember Sarah saying, "Phil, he dances with me, and that is such a dream come true. I've always wanted a man who will dance with me."
A few months later these two were married. This brave and gentle man married one of the most special people I've ever met. He also knew what he was getting into, and the Lord blest their brief, but profound marriage.
Now Sarah has gone on to be with the Lord Jesus who she loved and worshipped. I'm saddened. I feel a tremendous loss right now.
I'll attend the memorial service this Sunday afternoon for her.
She has seen "the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living." She is "really living" now.
There was a large picture of my friend Sarah Western (not sure of her married name, and I don't have the article with me here at the computer) in the Obituary section of the paper.
Sarah was a precious sister in Christ. She and I met when she started attending Chicago Tabernacle (my former home church) about four years ago. Her first time was on a Thursday night during the prayer meeting.
A few weeks later, Sarah let the congregation know that she had breast cancer, and this church prayed for her, regularly and continually.
I can remember Sarah coming to Sunday morning worship with her "head wrap" on because of the chemotherapy/radiation had taken her hair, and would always be one of the most loving and gracious people in the meeting.
I also remember how Sarah gave a brief testimony on New Year's Eve 2005 as to how the Lord was working in her life, and how the cancer was in remission at the time.
A few months later, this dreaded disease returned--this time to her liver and spleen.
The last time I actually had a chance to sit down and talk with Sarah was some ten months ago when she and I went to lunch after a Sunday morning service, with another friend of ours. Sarah was telling us how she had met this great guy, and how she was beginning to fall in love with him. We were thrilled for her. (And secretly I was jealous of the guy, because he was getting such a GREAT woman). I distinctly remember Sarah saying, "Phil, he dances with me, and that is such a dream come true. I've always wanted a man who will dance with me."
A few months later these two were married. This brave and gentle man married one of the most special people I've ever met. He also knew what he was getting into, and the Lord blest their brief, but profound marriage.
Now Sarah has gone on to be with the Lord Jesus who she loved and worshipped. I'm saddened. I feel a tremendous loss right now.
I'll attend the memorial service this Sunday afternoon for her.
She has seen "the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living." She is "really living" now.
Looking Around....
I was talking to a friend who lives in Somerset, Kentucky the other day. Actually I was calling to wish one of his family members a "Happy Birthday." This man is just a wonderful, gentle and gracious person in every sense of the word.
I wonder just what folks would say about "me" behind my back?
And I know that I am probably not alone, when I wonder such endless things.
What do you think others say about you behind your back?
I wonder just what folks would say about "me" behind my back?
And I know that I am probably not alone, when I wonder such endless things.
What do you think others say about you behind your back?
A warning to some "neighbors."
As most of us have been watching the crisis in the Middle East (and then we ask, "when hasn't there been a crisis in the Middle East?"), it seems as though the tensions are just getting hotter and hotter.
The United States invasion and subsequent overthrow of Iraq, and our continuing presence there has caused more than one eyebrow to be raised--both here and there.
Now Hezbollah and Hamas have made the tragic mistake of capturing/kidnapping Israeli soldiers while they were performing their professional duties.
Bad mistake. Bad, bad mistake!
When Israel acts, it doesn't have to ask anyone's opinion--and usually doesn't want anyone's opinions. Just ask the Lebanonese.
Now I'm not so pro-Israel that I can't disagree with some of the military and political/economic decisions the ruling government has made over their 58-year history. But Israel has the absolute right to protect itself, period.
The Palestinians, Iranians, Syrians, and anyone else who would want to "destroy" Israel should be watching, and taking some careful notes.
You had better think twice before you mess with Prime Minister Ohlmert's military.
Make that three times. Or more.
Should Iran or Syria decide they want to attack Israel, I have no doubt in my mind that Ohlmert would waste precious few seconds making the world's largest parking lot out of either one or both nations. And no smart nation would get in their way either.
It's that serious. The Israeliss have practiced far more restraint than anyone in the "neighborhood" has any right to expect---for the last 58 years. When school buses are blown up by suicide bombers, people are executed because they are Jewish, and all sorts of other atrocities--many times over the last 58 years. These people have every right to national security, without the fear of some rogue nation wanting to wipe them off the face of the earth.
In the meantime, we really do need to "pray for the peace of Jerusalem."
And the rest of the Middle East.
The United States invasion and subsequent overthrow of Iraq, and our continuing presence there has caused more than one eyebrow to be raised--both here and there.
Now Hezbollah and Hamas have made the tragic mistake of capturing/kidnapping Israeli soldiers while they were performing their professional duties.
Bad mistake. Bad, bad mistake!
When Israel acts, it doesn't have to ask anyone's opinion--and usually doesn't want anyone's opinions. Just ask the Lebanonese.
Now I'm not so pro-Israel that I can't disagree with some of the military and political/economic decisions the ruling government has made over their 58-year history. But Israel has the absolute right to protect itself, period.
The Palestinians, Iranians, Syrians, and anyone else who would want to "destroy" Israel should be watching, and taking some careful notes.
You had better think twice before you mess with Prime Minister Ohlmert's military.
Make that three times. Or more.
Should Iran or Syria decide they want to attack Israel, I have no doubt in my mind that Ohlmert would waste precious few seconds making the world's largest parking lot out of either one or both nations. And no smart nation would get in their way either.
It's that serious. The Israeliss have practiced far more restraint than anyone in the "neighborhood" has any right to expect---for the last 58 years. When school buses are blown up by suicide bombers, people are executed because they are Jewish, and all sorts of other atrocities--many times over the last 58 years. These people have every right to national security, without the fear of some rogue nation wanting to wipe them off the face of the earth.
In the meantime, we really do need to "pray for the peace of Jerusalem."
And the rest of the Middle East.
She's my HERO...
My sister Cynthia (who now goes by "Cindy") Elmore. She's my hero. Here's why:
1) She grew up with a severe speech impediment, but through alot of hard work with a therapist and the healing hand of the Lord, she speaks as clear as a bell now.
2) She married a wonderful man (Scott Elmore) whom I knew when he was just a snotty-nosed kid running about our neighborhood. His older brother Danny was/is one of my best friends.
3) She has completely committed her life to the Lord Jesus Christ. This family are devoted members of their local church, and are committed to raising their two children (Chelsea and Caleb) in the fear of the Lord.
4) She is the mother of two wonderful children: my precious niece Chelsea, and my rambunctuous nephew Caleb. I love them both dearly.
Cynthia is a loving woman, and has been teaching school now for almost twenty years. She has overcome obstacles that would have crippled most people.
And she's done it with grace, dignity, class, and charm. I love her dearly. She continually tells me that I am her hero.
But really, if the truth be told:
She is my hero!
1) She grew up with a severe speech impediment, but through alot of hard work with a therapist and the healing hand of the Lord, she speaks as clear as a bell now.
2) She married a wonderful man (Scott Elmore) whom I knew when he was just a snotty-nosed kid running about our neighborhood. His older brother Danny was/is one of my best friends.
3) She has completely committed her life to the Lord Jesus Christ. This family are devoted members of their local church, and are committed to raising their two children (Chelsea and Caleb) in the fear of the Lord.
4) She is the mother of two wonderful children: my precious niece Chelsea, and my rambunctuous nephew Caleb. I love them both dearly.
Cynthia is a loving woman, and has been teaching school now for almost twenty years. She has overcome obstacles that would have crippled most people.
And she's done it with grace, dignity, class, and charm. I love her dearly. She continually tells me that I am her hero.
But really, if the truth be told:
She is my hero!
So what does it mean to be "a community of saints"?
Eight years ago (May 1998) I had the wonderful privilege of studying at the Nazarene Theological Seminary (www.nts.edu) in Kansas City for a short summer session. The professor for this class was then-Pastor of Pasadena First Church of the Nazarene (CA) Dr Stephen A Green. The course was entitled "Pastoral Implications of the Gospel Narratives." It was a marvelous class.
Pastor Green said so many "profound" things during that week, but something has stuck in my mind ever since. Actually several things have "stuck" in my mind, but this one in particular:
"Is your local church a collection of individuals, or a community of saints?"
Now some eight years later, that question is still as valid as when it was originally asked.
I've been marvelously blest to worship in some of the "finest" and "largest" congregations here in the United States, as well as some of the largest in the world. It is a blessing and privilege that I've not taken lightly. But looking back, I do have some questions about the "church" as we know it today.
First, "What does it mean to a congregation to be a 'community of believers' in their locale?"
Second, "Which is more important to those 'leading' the congregation: To be a leader, or to be a shepherd?"
Third, "How do we help people get involved in the lives of their fellow believers in the congregation?"
Finally, "What are the trademarks of your local church?"
So what say ye?
Pastor Green said so many "profound" things during that week, but something has stuck in my mind ever since. Actually several things have "stuck" in my mind, but this one in particular:
"Is your local church a collection of individuals, or a community of saints?"
Now some eight years later, that question is still as valid as when it was originally asked.
I've been marvelously blest to worship in some of the "finest" and "largest" congregations here in the United States, as well as some of the largest in the world. It is a blessing and privilege that I've not taken lightly. But looking back, I do have some questions about the "church" as we know it today.
First, "What does it mean to a congregation to be a 'community of believers' in their locale?"
Second, "Which is more important to those 'leading' the congregation: To be a leader, or to be a shepherd?"
Third, "How do we help people get involved in the lives of their fellow believers in the congregation?"
Finally, "What are the trademarks of your local church?"
So what say ye?
Some things never change....
I was just reading a post from my friend Travis Johnson (down in the Miami area) @ www.pastortrav.blogspot.com where he was talking about moving for the fifth time in four years.
I feel for you Trav...I really do!
But I was also meditating on those things that never really change:
1) God's love for us. Regardless of where we go, what we do, or how long we remain aloof, we can always know that GOD WILL LOVE US. He may not always condone what we are doing, but His love for us is unchanging. Even when we walk away from Him, and refuse to live in His reality. Even if we decide to spend eternity in hell--He still loves us.
2) Jesus Christ is the only way to God the Father. Now here is where I will "part ways" with many of my friends. I believe and cling to the claims of Jesus Christ, when He said, "No man comes to the Father, except through Me." Jesus is both inclusive and exclusive. He is inclusive when He said, "He who comes to Me, I will in no wise cast out"--forgive my King James English please--and His word is true. He is exclusive, because we cannot get to His Father unless we come through Him.
3) Heaven is a real place for real people. Some people in some churches in some places never sing about Heaven anymore. They never preach about Heaven anymore, and they never even mention Heaven anymore. Why? Is it because "Heaven" really doesn't exist, or is it because we are so satisfied here that we aren't longing to go "there"? My Bible still tells me that Heaven is a real place for real people. Or as the old country Baptist preacher used to say, "Heaven is a prepared place for a prepared people." Sorta hard to prepare for something you never hear about, isn't it? Heaven is real!
I feel for you Trav...I really do!
But I was also meditating on those things that never really change:
1) God's love for us. Regardless of where we go, what we do, or how long we remain aloof, we can always know that GOD WILL LOVE US. He may not always condone what we are doing, but His love for us is unchanging. Even when we walk away from Him, and refuse to live in His reality. Even if we decide to spend eternity in hell--He still loves us.
2) Jesus Christ is the only way to God the Father. Now here is where I will "part ways" with many of my friends. I believe and cling to the claims of Jesus Christ, when He said, "No man comes to the Father, except through Me." Jesus is both inclusive and exclusive. He is inclusive when He said, "He who comes to Me, I will in no wise cast out"--forgive my King James English please--and His word is true. He is exclusive, because we cannot get to His Father unless we come through Him.
3) Heaven is a real place for real people. Some people in some churches in some places never sing about Heaven anymore. They never preach about Heaven anymore, and they never even mention Heaven anymore. Why? Is it because "Heaven" really doesn't exist, or is it because we are so satisfied here that we aren't longing to go "there"? My Bible still tells me that Heaven is a real place for real people. Or as the old country Baptist preacher used to say, "Heaven is a prepared place for a prepared people." Sorta hard to prepare for something you never hear about, isn't it? Heaven is real!
Another saint on the other side...
Luther Neeley isn't a household name.
Unless you are his child or grandchild. Or in my case, his step-grandson.
Papa (as he was affectionately called by many of us) was a gentle soul. Always full of laughter, a good word for everybody, and just a good man.
His daughter Marie is my stepmom...and I affectionately call her "mom" for many reasons.
The last time I saw Papa Neeley was three months ago, and he was lying in a hospital bed in Huntsville, Alabama. He wasn't able to be funny, or to speak. I'm not even sure he knew I was there.
Monday night, Papa Neeley crossed over to the "glory world."
That same Christ whom he loved and served for most of his life--he is now worshipping eternally.
He is free, whole, and eternally secured in the presence of our Lord Jesus.
He will be missed. But we wouldn't want to bring him back.
And he wouldn't want to come back.
Unless you are his child or grandchild. Or in my case, his step-grandson.
Papa (as he was affectionately called by many of us) was a gentle soul. Always full of laughter, a good word for everybody, and just a good man.
His daughter Marie is my stepmom...and I affectionately call her "mom" for many reasons.
The last time I saw Papa Neeley was three months ago, and he was lying in a hospital bed in Huntsville, Alabama. He wasn't able to be funny, or to speak. I'm not even sure he knew I was there.
Monday night, Papa Neeley crossed over to the "glory world."
That same Christ whom he loved and served for most of his life--he is now worshipping eternally.
He is free, whole, and eternally secured in the presence of our Lord Jesus.
He will be missed. But we wouldn't want to bring him back.
And he wouldn't want to come back.
More from the "I've learned" Department.....
I've learned that even the happiest people have down days.
I've learned that whenever I'm in a big hurry, the person in front of me usually isn't.
I've learned that you should never confuse "success" with "usefulness."
I've learned that good manners can open more doors than strong arms.
I've learned that no one can make homemade biscuits like my Grandmother Hoover could.
I've learned that whatever I love to do, I do well.
I've learned that God is good--even when I'm not sure about some of His actions.
I've learned that whenever I'm in a big hurry, the person in front of me usually isn't.
I've learned that you should never confuse "success" with "usefulness."
I've learned that good manners can open more doors than strong arms.
I've learned that no one can make homemade biscuits like my Grandmother Hoover could.
I've learned that whatever I love to do, I do well.
I've learned that God is good--even when I'm not sure about some of His actions.
A few people in life....
make such an impression on you that you don't ever want to lose track of them.
But actually in my life, those "few" have become quite a few.
Actually--a lot of people are now in that category.
I have "reconnected" with one such person today.
Matthew Foster--my friend in Indiana.
Matt and I became pals more than 20 years ago in college in southeatern Tennessee. He is originally from the Midwest, and me....I'm just a genteel southern boy.
Or at least I used to be.
I've not heard from Matt now for almost four years--and have often prayed for him, his wife Deb, and their two children--even though I had no idea where they were.
Well, I got a "funny email" from Matthew today. I called him immediately, and we laughed until I almost cried. He had sent the email less than 5 minutes before I picked up the phone and called him.
Matt Foster is one of a kind. He has always opened his hand, his home, and his heart to me. I've always felt that I was part of the family. He's the kind of brother that I always wanted---well on some days at least.
Precious memories do indeed flood my mind when I think about some of those great, great friends that I've been blest of the Lord to have in my life.
Matt is just one among many. But he is a very special "one" to me.
And since I know he is reading this, I can say: It's my blog, and I'll write about whomever I want to write about, okay?
Go ahead, sue me.
But actually in my life, those "few" have become quite a few.
Actually--a lot of people are now in that category.
I have "reconnected" with one such person today.
Matthew Foster--my friend in Indiana.
Matt and I became pals more than 20 years ago in college in southeatern Tennessee. He is originally from the Midwest, and me....I'm just a genteel southern boy.
Or at least I used to be.
I've not heard from Matt now for almost four years--and have often prayed for him, his wife Deb, and their two children--even though I had no idea where they were.
Well, I got a "funny email" from Matthew today. I called him immediately, and we laughed until I almost cried. He had sent the email less than 5 minutes before I picked up the phone and called him.
Matt Foster is one of a kind. He has always opened his hand, his home, and his heart to me. I've always felt that I was part of the family. He's the kind of brother that I always wanted---well on some days at least.
Precious memories do indeed flood my mind when I think about some of those great, great friends that I've been blest of the Lord to have in my life.
Matt is just one among many. But he is a very special "one" to me.
And since I know he is reading this, I can say: It's my blog, and I'll write about whomever I want to write about, okay?
Go ahead, sue me.
Eight months ago today...
I resigned my membership at Chicago Tabernacle, where I had worshipped (in many ways) God for more than three years. When I say "in many ways"--I mean more than just "lifting my hands and singing a chorus"--because worshipping God is so much more than just that.
I resigned my membership in a congregation that I dearly loved for several reasons:
1) I was betrayed by the senior leadership of the congregation--namely the Senior Pastor. Whether the betrayal was intentional or not, it was nonetheless a betrayal.
2) I was falsely accused of things that I had not done or intended to do--and the accusers were then, and are to this day anonymous to me. I still don't know their identities.
3) I was being treated as though I had "no value" unless of course I was doing some type of "busy work at the church." The only time I had "value" in the opinion of the leadership was when I was performing some type of "activity" at the church.
I'm still recovering from those three years. I loved the congregation, and loved the leadership of the congregation. I deeply and sincerely felt that God had led me there when it was still a smaller congregation--and still feel that He wanted me there.
But how much neglect and abuse does a believer have to endure before they say "enough"? I'm not a "high maintenance" member--not by a long shot, but I also know when I am being "abused by neglect."
And then, when I submitted my resignation to the Senior Pastor, I was eventually contacted (two days later) and called some very unkind names, such as "coward" "flake" "harrasser" "manipulator" just to mention a few.
None of which, if you ask those people close to me, have ever been true. Of course when the same person who calls the names claims to "not know anything about you" on more than occasion (in conversation with him) then you wonder about their integrity.
And now, eight months to the day, I've still not heard from the pastor of the church--and he's seen me at least three times since then. He's had the chance to speak to me, but hasn't done so.
So I wonder how much I "really meant" to the church after all?
I guess I've just seen how toxic the situation really was--and now I'm detoxing from it all. There's alot more that can be said, but I'm not sure that it would benefit anyone or anything.
Hopefully I've learned from this very painful experience.
May God have mercy on us all.
I resigned my membership in a congregation that I dearly loved for several reasons:
1) I was betrayed by the senior leadership of the congregation--namely the Senior Pastor. Whether the betrayal was intentional or not, it was nonetheless a betrayal.
2) I was falsely accused of things that I had not done or intended to do--and the accusers were then, and are to this day anonymous to me. I still don't know their identities.
3) I was being treated as though I had "no value" unless of course I was doing some type of "busy work at the church." The only time I had "value" in the opinion of the leadership was when I was performing some type of "activity" at the church.
I'm still recovering from those three years. I loved the congregation, and loved the leadership of the congregation. I deeply and sincerely felt that God had led me there when it was still a smaller congregation--and still feel that He wanted me there.
But how much neglect and abuse does a believer have to endure before they say "enough"? I'm not a "high maintenance" member--not by a long shot, but I also know when I am being "abused by neglect."
And then, when I submitted my resignation to the Senior Pastor, I was eventually contacted (two days later) and called some very unkind names, such as "coward" "flake" "harrasser" "manipulator" just to mention a few.
None of which, if you ask those people close to me, have ever been true. Of course when the same person who calls the names claims to "not know anything about you" on more than occasion (in conversation with him) then you wonder about their integrity.
And now, eight months to the day, I've still not heard from the pastor of the church--and he's seen me at least three times since then. He's had the chance to speak to me, but hasn't done so.
So I wonder how much I "really meant" to the church after all?
I guess I've just seen how toxic the situation really was--and now I'm detoxing from it all. There's alot more that can be said, but I'm not sure that it would benefit anyone or anything.
Hopefully I've learned from this very painful experience.
May God have mercy on us all.
From "Bonds of Iron"
A key element to friendships is being vulnerable. Most men, however, are afraid to draw near to others and be vulnerable. Ironically, we don't realize our fears nor our distance. Our communication is shallow: all the while we believe that it is deep and meaningful. We go through the motions with other people. We repeat our stock answers:
'How are you?'
'Not bad. How 'bout yourself?'
'OK.'
'That's great. Anything new?'
'Nope.'
Psychologist Joel Block questioned eight hundred men about friendships and discovered that men are frightened of one another. We fear most the harsh judgments of our brothers in Christ. Being competent has been drilled into us. As a result, it is extremely difficult for us to reach out to one another, to be vulnerable, to ask for help. And yet, the true friend is one with whom you can be vulnerable. Many men say they don't feel 'safe.'
But if we are truly friends, we are safe. We're safe because the promise we make to each other as friends, and the faithfulness and loyalty we use to maintain that promise keeps us safe. And yet people are anxious about being honest and revealing what really is going on inside.
We are vulnerable to the degree that we feel safe. And we feel safe to the degree to which people through time have kept their promises to us. Those who have been severely abused as children or who have had trusts betrayed (adults or children) in the past will find it very difficult to be vulnerable. Yet all men have some fear of being vulnerable. Finding safety in godly relationships is essential for friendships."
--From Bonds of Iron: Forging Lasting Male Relationships James Osterhaus, Ph.D
(Chicago, Moody Press 1994,) pg 60-1, "How Friendships Work."
'How are you?'
'Not bad. How 'bout yourself?'
'OK.'
'That's great. Anything new?'
'Nope.'
Psychologist Joel Block questioned eight hundred men about friendships and discovered that men are frightened of one another. We fear most the harsh judgments of our brothers in Christ. Being competent has been drilled into us. As a result, it is extremely difficult for us to reach out to one another, to be vulnerable, to ask for help. And yet, the true friend is one with whom you can be vulnerable. Many men say they don't feel 'safe.'
But if we are truly friends, we are safe. We're safe because the promise we make to each other as friends, and the faithfulness and loyalty we use to maintain that promise keeps us safe. And yet people are anxious about being honest and revealing what really is going on inside.
We are vulnerable to the degree that we feel safe. And we feel safe to the degree to which people through time have kept their promises to us. Those who have been severely abused as children or who have had trusts betrayed (adults or children) in the past will find it very difficult to be vulnerable. Yet all men have some fear of being vulnerable. Finding safety in godly relationships is essential for friendships."
--From Bonds of Iron: Forging Lasting Male Relationships James Osterhaus, Ph.D
(Chicago, Moody Press 1994,) pg 60-1, "How Friendships Work."
Angry Immigrants....
The July 4, 2006 edition of the Chicago Tribune had a front page story about "immigrants" in the city who are anxious, fearful, and some even angry about the recent backlash towards "immigrants" in this country. Many of the people who were mentioned are now learning to speak English, taking citizenship classes, and "becoming Americans" in every sense of the word.
Here's the letter that I sent to the Tribune's editor a few minutes ago:
I read, with great interest, your FRONT page story (July 4) about all the immigrants who have decided that it's time to become citizens of this nation and to learn to speak English. What a novel idea! Good for them, and it's about time.
I have zero-sympathy for anyone who comes to this country--for a better way of life--and then refuses to learn the prevailing language (that would be English, for now), and to become a citizen of this nation. If you do not want to become a citizen of this country, or better yet, learn English and make a better way of life for yourself, I only have one question: Why did you come to the United States in the first place?
I know many people who have come to this nation--and Chicago in particular--who have learned the language (and insisted their children also learn English), and have become hardworking, taxpaying citizens of this great nation--in record time. If they can do it, so can all the "others." Spend more time learning the language and preparing for citizenship, instead of marching in the streets and complaining about how "unfair" America is. If we are so "unfair" why do you stay here?
The only person in your story that might garner any sympathy from me was the elderly Asian woman in her late 70s who is worried about medical benefits. But then again, how long has she lived here in the USA?
Yes, we are a nation of "immigrants"--but we are also a nation of immigrants who have learned the prevailing language, and have become tax-paying, voting citizens of this great country.
If you do not want to become an American, please don't take up permanent space in this nation.
What say ye?
Here's the letter that I sent to the Tribune's editor a few minutes ago:
I read, with great interest, your FRONT page story (July 4) about all the immigrants who have decided that it's time to become citizens of this nation and to learn to speak English. What a novel idea! Good for them, and it's about time.
I have zero-sympathy for anyone who comes to this country--for a better way of life--and then refuses to learn the prevailing language (that would be English, for now), and to become a citizen of this nation. If you do not want to become a citizen of this country, or better yet, learn English and make a better way of life for yourself, I only have one question: Why did you come to the United States in the first place?
I know many people who have come to this nation--and Chicago in particular--who have learned the language (and insisted their children also learn English), and have become hardworking, taxpaying citizens of this great nation--in record time. If they can do it, so can all the "others." Spend more time learning the language and preparing for citizenship, instead of marching in the streets and complaining about how "unfair" America is. If we are so "unfair" why do you stay here?
The only person in your story that might garner any sympathy from me was the elderly Asian woman in her late 70s who is worried about medical benefits. But then again, how long has she lived here in the USA?
Yes, we are a nation of "immigrants"--but we are also a nation of immigrants who have learned the prevailing language, and have become tax-paying, voting citizens of this great country.
If you do not want to become an American, please don't take up permanent space in this nation.
What say ye?
So what is REALLY important to.....?
Saturday, July 1st, I had the "day off." And when I say the "day off"--I had nothing planned that "had to be done."
Other than the normal stuff to be done at home, I really had the day to myself and was looking forward to it very much.
I did some basic household chores, some launddry, and some grocery shopping.
Later on Saturday evening, I was reading my Bible, and just relaxing some before I prepared for Sunday's activities, and then off to sleep.
It seemed as though I heard the Holy Spirit inquire within my heart: "Phil, what is really important to you?"
What an odd question---or so I thought at the time. What is "really important" to me is alot of "stuff." And therein lies the problem.
It's all "stuff."
My job, my home, my finances, my activities.....it's all stuff.
None of this is really "eternal." It's just stuff.
But yet, the God of all creation wanted to ask me personally, "What's is really important to you?"
And I'm still trying to discover what my answer really is to Him.
I could say alot of things, but I really want to know what is truth. What is "important" to me?
I'm still thinking on this one. I"m sure that I will be for a long time.
Other than the normal stuff to be done at home, I really had the day to myself and was looking forward to it very much.
I did some basic household chores, some launddry, and some grocery shopping.
Later on Saturday evening, I was reading my Bible, and just relaxing some before I prepared for Sunday's activities, and then off to sleep.
It seemed as though I heard the Holy Spirit inquire within my heart: "Phil, what is really important to you?"
What an odd question---or so I thought at the time. What is "really important" to me is alot of "stuff." And therein lies the problem.
It's all "stuff."
My job, my home, my finances, my activities.....it's all stuff.
None of this is really "eternal." It's just stuff.
But yet, the God of all creation wanted to ask me personally, "What's is really important to you?"
And I'm still trying to discover what my answer really is to Him.
I could say alot of things, but I really want to know what is truth. What is "important" to me?
I'm still thinking on this one. I"m sure that I will be for a long time.
I'll miss you CHARLIE GIBSON....
Right now I am watching the final hour of "Good Morning America" with Charles Gibson as one of the three co-anchors of the wildly popular morning show.
Charlie has been on GMA now for almost 19 years, off and on. I think I have watched him most of those years....and he's been just magnificent.
But now Mr Gibson will be the anchor of "World News Tonite"--filling a seat that the legendary Peter Jennings so ably filled for many years. Charlie has those same very special qualities and graces that Jennings so marvelously communicated to his faithful audience day after day.
Diane Sawyer and Robin Roberts are very close to tears on this morning. They are losing their "morning partner" who embraces the world every morning with them.
Mr Gibson has been "my friend" now for a long time, even though we've never met in person. I'll be one of his "faithful" disciples every chance I'll get on World News Tonite". Charlie grew up in Evanston, Illinois--a near north suburb of Chicago, here I live.
So I guess we do have a connection.
Charlie, I'll miss you every morning. And so will the rest of the world.
But I'll see you around 5:30 p.m. Monday through Friday.
And I'll always admire you.
Charlie has been on GMA now for almost 19 years, off and on. I think I have watched him most of those years....and he's been just magnificent.
But now Mr Gibson will be the anchor of "World News Tonite"--filling a seat that the legendary Peter Jennings so ably filled for many years. Charlie has those same very special qualities and graces that Jennings so marvelously communicated to his faithful audience day after day.
Diane Sawyer and Robin Roberts are very close to tears on this morning. They are losing their "morning partner" who embraces the world every morning with them.
Mr Gibson has been "my friend" now for a long time, even though we've never met in person. I'll be one of his "faithful" disciples every chance I'll get on World News Tonite". Charlie grew up in Evanston, Illinois--a near north suburb of Chicago, here I live.
So I guess we do have a connection.
Charlie, I'll miss you every morning. And so will the rest of the world.
But I'll see you around 5:30 p.m. Monday through Friday.
And I'll always admire you.
James C Pearson Sr, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
One of the truly great men in my life turns 77 years old today: Mr James C Pearson, Sr of Huntsville, Alabama!
There are so many great things about this fine, Christian gentleman--and I could fill up "cyber space" just attempting to list them all.
He has a great sense of humor. He has a generous and gracious heart with those around him.
One thing that I always remember about this good man:
I was in a high school physics class (many years ago now) and just couldn't understand some of the "math" involved. I called his son (Jim--whose birthday was yesterday by the way), and was asking for help with some of this "crazy stuff." Jim wasn't in at the time (this was LONG before cell phones had made their advent), so Mr Pearson volunteered to help me.
I was so confused and upset about all this math, that I was almost in tears. And it was FRACTIONS at that! Hated fractions then, and hate them now.
Some things never change.
Mr Pearson was good enough to explain how to invert fractions and multiply, or something to that effect. I will always remember his kindness in that regard.
There are SO many other things that I could say about him.
What a great father, grandfather, father-in-law, husband, and everything else he is. He has a brilliant and sharp mind--wish mine were that good at my current age!
But I'll suffice it to say:
Happy Birthday!
There are so many great things about this fine, Christian gentleman--and I could fill up "cyber space" just attempting to list them all.
He has a great sense of humor. He has a generous and gracious heart with those around him.
One thing that I always remember about this good man:
I was in a high school physics class (many years ago now) and just couldn't understand some of the "math" involved. I called his son (Jim--whose birthday was yesterday by the way), and was asking for help with some of this "crazy stuff." Jim wasn't in at the time (this was LONG before cell phones had made their advent), so Mr Pearson volunteered to help me.
I was so confused and upset about all this math, that I was almost in tears. And it was FRACTIONS at that! Hated fractions then, and hate them now.
Some things never change.
Mr Pearson was good enough to explain how to invert fractions and multiply, or something to that effect. I will always remember his kindness in that regard.
There are SO many other things that I could say about him.
What a great father, grandfather, father-in-law, husband, and everything else he is. He has a brilliant and sharp mind--wish mine were that good at my current age!
But I'll suffice it to say:
Happy Birthday!
What Jesus really said....
I can remember reading these important statements from Jesus Christ, our Lord (but then again, EVERYTHING He said is important, since I am one of His followers):
"I am the Good Shepherd"
He never said "I am the great leader." Nor did he say "I am the good administrator"--He said "I am the Great Shepherd"--He was willing to give His life for all His sheep. And he did just that. He didn't have to go through three committees, or have a church business conference on whether he would give His life for His sheep. And He certainly didn't have to read alot of "leadership" materials, or go to eternally endless seminars on what it means to "be a leader."
"No man comes to the Father except by Me."
In this day of "multiculturalism" and "religious" pluralism, this particularly proclamation by Jesus Christ is crucially important. There is no other way to God except through His Son.
"I am the Good Shepherd"
He never said "I am the great leader." Nor did he say "I am the good administrator"--He said "I am the Great Shepherd"--He was willing to give His life for all His sheep. And he did just that. He didn't have to go through three committees, or have a church business conference on whether he would give His life for His sheep. And He certainly didn't have to read alot of "leadership" materials, or go to eternally endless seminars on what it means to "be a leader."
"No man comes to the Father except by Me."
In this day of "multiculturalism" and "religious" pluralism, this particularly proclamation by Jesus Christ is crucially important. There is no other way to God except through His Son.
A blast from the past....
Sometimes I feel discouraged and think my life in vain,I'm tempted oft to murmer, to grumble and complain;But when I think of Jesus and what He's done for me,Then I cry, to the Rock of Ages, hide thou me.
O Rock of Ages, hide thou me,There is no other refuge, none, none but thee;Through this old world I wandered so far, far from thee,Then I cry, to the Rock of Ages, hide thou me.
Was listening to this grand song of testimony on the "Best of the Gaither Vocal Band" 2-CD collection.
It brought tears to my eyes. Tears, remembering the faithfulness of God. Tears, remembering all that He is, Has done, and will continue to be in my life.
What say ye?
O Rock of Ages, hide thou me,There is no other refuge, none, none but thee;Through this old world I wandered so far, far from thee,Then I cry, to the Rock of Ages, hide thou me.
Was listening to this grand song of testimony on the "Best of the Gaither Vocal Band" 2-CD collection.
It brought tears to my eyes. Tears, remembering the faithfulness of God. Tears, remembering all that He is, Has done, and will continue to be in my life.
What say ye?
Brothers and Sisters (and others): What should I do?
I'm in a bit of a dilemma right now.
Actually, I've been in this same dilemma for the last few years. Are you ready for this....are you sure?
I've resided in the great Windy City now for 6 years (less two months). I've lived in some fairly affluent neighborhoods, and in some not-so-affluent neighborhoods.
Where I live now (Logan Square) is right in the "middle" of the "affluency" scale.
This is the dilemma: I am constantly being approached by "pan-handlers." All the time. I am trying to remember a single day when I've not been asked for "change for the homeless...." Usually this is at the train stop, near the bus stops, near the places of business where I frequenty (grocery store, pharmacy, mostly), and even in front of the Church facilities on Sunday mornings.
And many times, it's the same people. I wonder why, many times.
I don't want to seem cold-hearted, non-compassionate, or uncaring--but I'm basically weary from getting "hit up" all the time.
When I first moved to Chicago, I remember going in a drugstore and buying a sandwich for a man who said he was "hungry and need something to eat." I spent my own money, and even asked him what he would like. He said "a sandwich." So I spent four bucks on a sandwich.
Which he promptly threw in the garbage can as soon as I turned my head. I walked over to the trash receptacle, and sure enough, the unopened sandwich was right there!
Sometimes the people asking for "spare change for the homeless" have a cigarette in their mouths, and often smell of alcohol. If they are truly hungry, I don't mind buying them a sandwich---but they will not con me into giving them "change" of any kind.
I can remember a lady holding a child down near all the Marshall Field's State Street store and telling me this sob story of how she needed to get on the bus with her baby, and how she needed 2 dollars to do this. I heard her out, and then waited for the bus with her.
When the bus arrived, I got on first, and offered to pay the bus driver to take the lady wherever she needed to go.
The lady REFUSED to get on the bus. The bus driver told me that she is one of the "regular con artists" at that busy area. She just wanted my cash--which she didn't get.
So what is a Christian supposed to do?
What say ye?
Actually, I've been in this same dilemma for the last few years. Are you ready for this....are you sure?
I've resided in the great Windy City now for 6 years (less two months). I've lived in some fairly affluent neighborhoods, and in some not-so-affluent neighborhoods.
Where I live now (Logan Square) is right in the "middle" of the "affluency" scale.
This is the dilemma: I am constantly being approached by "pan-handlers." All the time. I am trying to remember a single day when I've not been asked for "change for the homeless...." Usually this is at the train stop, near the bus stops, near the places of business where I frequenty (grocery store, pharmacy, mostly), and even in front of the Church facilities on Sunday mornings.
And many times, it's the same people. I wonder why, many times.
I don't want to seem cold-hearted, non-compassionate, or uncaring--but I'm basically weary from getting "hit up" all the time.
When I first moved to Chicago, I remember going in a drugstore and buying a sandwich for a man who said he was "hungry and need something to eat." I spent my own money, and even asked him what he would like. He said "a sandwich." So I spent four bucks on a sandwich.
Which he promptly threw in the garbage can as soon as I turned my head. I walked over to the trash receptacle, and sure enough, the unopened sandwich was right there!
Sometimes the people asking for "spare change for the homeless" have a cigarette in their mouths, and often smell of alcohol. If they are truly hungry, I don't mind buying them a sandwich---but they will not con me into giving them "change" of any kind.
I can remember a lady holding a child down near all the Marshall Field's State Street store and telling me this sob story of how she needed to get on the bus with her baby, and how she needed 2 dollars to do this. I heard her out, and then waited for the bus with her.
When the bus arrived, I got on first, and offered to pay the bus driver to take the lady wherever she needed to go.
The lady REFUSED to get on the bus. The bus driver told me that she is one of the "regular con artists" at that busy area. She just wanted my cash--which she didn't get.
So what is a Christian supposed to do?
What say ye?
Even in the church....
I found this recently....read it, and pay attention:
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A Crying Shame: Charlatans In the House
6/19/06
By J. Lee Grady
You've probably heard it on Christian television before. An evangelist opens his Bible, reads a Scripture and then suggests that you send an odd amount of money to keep your favorite program on the air for another month.
He begs. He pleads. He cries. And then he tells you that if you hurry and give right now, "while God is stirring the waters," the Holy Spirit will reward you in an extra-special way.
"Those who use manipulation, strong-arm tactics or Scripture-twisting to get money are not going to release any form of blessing." I've heard different amounts suggested?such as $64.11, or $72.14, or $53.24, to correlate with some obscure Old Testament Scripture reference. The implication is that if you write a check for this magical amount, God will release some kind of special blessing on you, such as the salvation of loved ones or the quick sale of a house.
To the untrained ear this may sound like a formula for blessing. Actually it is more akin to superstition?or worse, witchcraft. It's not even remotely biblical, but those of us in the charismatic movement are so used to tolerating such shenanigans that we think this is standard procedure for fundraising.
Some ministers who raise money for Christian television stations have succumbed to the infamous "debt reduction" tactic. It goes like this: "God says that if you will give a $1,000 sacrificial offering right now (God always seems to be in crisis mode in these situations), you will supernaturally get out of debt! The miracle anointing is here! You can release it by writing that check! And we take credit cards, too!"
Talk about voodoo economics. This kind of manipulation is actually against the law in Canada. The U.S. government allows American evangelists to get away with it, but that doesn't mean it's right. It is a spiritualized form of arm-twisting.
And believe it or not, it is getting more blatant and bizarre.
A widely traveled minister recently gave a message about what he called "the Boaz anointing" at a prominent church in Florida. He then invited anyone who wanted this "new" blessing to come to the altar, where gullible souls were encouraged to deposit a check for $1,500 in the basket.
Apparently the Boaz anointing can be yours if you can afford this hefty price.
At another church in my city of Orlando, a self-proclaimed prophet said that he would have a personal word of blessing to pronounce over any person who could give $1,000 in the offering. That's right?he was selling personal prophecies. Those who actually gave the amount (yes, some people actually fell for this charlatan) stood up to receive "words."
I want to rip my shirt in half and throw dust on my head.
Why should we be surprised that the church in America is making such a weak impact on society when we are allowing greedy impostors to pollute our pulpits? They are no different than the sons of Eli, who took the people's offerings "by force" so that they could spend it on their own selfish wants (see 1 Sam.2:12-16). They have fallen into the error of the sorcerer Simon, who offered to buy the power of the Holy Spirit so that he could impress people (see Acts 8:18-20).
And what happens to the people who buy into this craziness? I've heard some suggest that "God will bless anyone who gives," even if they give to a crook.
That's hogwash. Seed must be sown in good ground if it's going to produce. Those who use manipulation, strong-arm tactics or Scripture-twisting to get money, or who sell the anointing of God so they can buy clothes and houses are not going to release any form of blessing.
In fact, they just might release curses?of poverty, bankruptcy, fraud and confusion. Such dark forces actually follow ministries that have given themselves over to this spirit of financial manipulation. The Bible actually says that charlatans?those who follow the "error of Balaam"?will face a harsh judgment in the "black darkness" of hell (Jude 11,13).
What can you do about this? You don't have to stop giving. God loves a cheerful giver, but He does not want us to give under compulsion. Nor does He want us to reward the modern sons of Eli.
Speak out. Confront those who misuse the Bible to dig for money. Change the channel. Get up and walk out. Give to ministries that focus on meeting real needs and maintain ethical accounting standards. This financial foolishness will end when all of us take a stand.
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J. Lee Grady is editor of Charisma.
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A Crying Shame: Charlatans In the House
6/19/06
By J. Lee Grady
You've probably heard it on Christian television before. An evangelist opens his Bible, reads a Scripture and then suggests that you send an odd amount of money to keep your favorite program on the air for another month.
He begs. He pleads. He cries. And then he tells you that if you hurry and give right now, "while God is stirring the waters," the Holy Spirit will reward you in an extra-special way.
"Those who use manipulation, strong-arm tactics or Scripture-twisting to get money are not going to release any form of blessing." I've heard different amounts suggested?such as $64.11, or $72.14, or $53.24, to correlate with some obscure Old Testament Scripture reference. The implication is that if you write a check for this magical amount, God will release some kind of special blessing on you, such as the salvation of loved ones or the quick sale of a house.
To the untrained ear this may sound like a formula for blessing. Actually it is more akin to superstition?or worse, witchcraft. It's not even remotely biblical, but those of us in the charismatic movement are so used to tolerating such shenanigans that we think this is standard procedure for fundraising.
Some ministers who raise money for Christian television stations have succumbed to the infamous "debt reduction" tactic. It goes like this: "God says that if you will give a $1,000 sacrificial offering right now (God always seems to be in crisis mode in these situations), you will supernaturally get out of debt! The miracle anointing is here! You can release it by writing that check! And we take credit cards, too!"
Talk about voodoo economics. This kind of manipulation is actually against the law in Canada. The U.S. government allows American evangelists to get away with it, but that doesn't mean it's right. It is a spiritualized form of arm-twisting.
And believe it or not, it is getting more blatant and bizarre.
A widely traveled minister recently gave a message about what he called "the Boaz anointing" at a prominent church in Florida. He then invited anyone who wanted this "new" blessing to come to the altar, where gullible souls were encouraged to deposit a check for $1,500 in the basket.
Apparently the Boaz anointing can be yours if you can afford this hefty price.
At another church in my city of Orlando, a self-proclaimed prophet said that he would have a personal word of blessing to pronounce over any person who could give $1,000 in the offering. That's right?he was selling personal prophecies. Those who actually gave the amount (yes, some people actually fell for this charlatan) stood up to receive "words."
I want to rip my shirt in half and throw dust on my head.
Why should we be surprised that the church in America is making such a weak impact on society when we are allowing greedy impostors to pollute our pulpits? They are no different than the sons of Eli, who took the people's offerings "by force" so that they could spend it on their own selfish wants (see 1 Sam.2:12-16). They have fallen into the error of the sorcerer Simon, who offered to buy the power of the Holy Spirit so that he could impress people (see Acts 8:18-20).
And what happens to the people who buy into this craziness? I've heard some suggest that "God will bless anyone who gives," even if they give to a crook.
That's hogwash. Seed must be sown in good ground if it's going to produce. Those who use manipulation, strong-arm tactics or Scripture-twisting to get money, or who sell the anointing of God so they can buy clothes and houses are not going to release any form of blessing.
In fact, they just might release curses?of poverty, bankruptcy, fraud and confusion. Such dark forces actually follow ministries that have given themselves over to this spirit of financial manipulation. The Bible actually says that charlatans?those who follow the "error of Balaam"?will face a harsh judgment in the "black darkness" of hell (Jude 11,13).
What can you do about this? You don't have to stop giving. God loves a cheerful giver, but He does not want us to give under compulsion. Nor does He want us to reward the modern sons of Eli.
Speak out. Confront those who misuse the Bible to dig for money. Change the channel. Get up and walk out. Give to ministries that focus on meeting real needs and maintain ethical accounting standards. This financial foolishness will end when all of us take a stand.
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J. Lee Grady is editor of Charisma.
A very sad day for our nation...
Pfc. Kristian Menchaca, 23, of Houston, and Pfc. Thomas Tucker, 25, of Madras, Ore., disappeared Friday after an attack on a checkpoint they were manning near Yusifiyah, about 20 miles southwest of Baghdad. The area is located in the so-called Sunni Triangle, a hotbed of insurgency activity.
A third soldier, Spc. David Babineau, 25, of Springfield, Mass., died in the attack.
All three were assigned to the 1st Battalion, 502nd Infantry Regiment of 2nd Brigade, 101st Airborne Division (Air Assault), based at Fort Campbell in Kentucky.
The three brave men have given their lives in Iraq over the last few days. Privates Menchaca and Tucker were beheaded after they were captured in a surprise attack last week. Specialist Babineau was killed immediately in the attack.
I grieve for all of the brave men and women have given their lives in the military service, regardless of their locations.
Having served in the military, I feel such a loss.
But my loss can't come anything close to the incredible tragedy that more than 2500 families have experienced since March 2003. And those numbers don't include the American/coalition civilians, as well as Iraqis who have given their life.
Let us pray.
A third soldier, Spc. David Babineau, 25, of Springfield, Mass., died in the attack.
All three were assigned to the 1st Battalion, 502nd Infantry Regiment of 2nd Brigade, 101st Airborne Division (Air Assault), based at Fort Campbell in Kentucky.
The three brave men have given their lives in Iraq over the last few days. Privates Menchaca and Tucker were beheaded after they were captured in a surprise attack last week. Specialist Babineau was killed immediately in the attack.
I grieve for all of the brave men and women have given their lives in the military service, regardless of their locations.
Having served in the military, I feel such a loss.
But my loss can't come anything close to the incredible tragedy that more than 2500 families have experienced since March 2003. And those numbers don't include the American/coalition civilians, as well as Iraqis who have given their life.
Let us pray.
A very dangerous regime...indeed!
Secretary of State Condoleeza Rice has correctly and properly warned the sadistic, evil, and idiotic regime of the People's Republic of North Korea of the dire consequences should they exercise their "despotism" and launch a missile with the capabilities of reaching any part of the United States, her territorities, or protectorates.
While starving their populace to death, the North Koreans have been attempting to arm themselves to the "teeth" for the last 50-plus years. Their desperation for "world attention"--mainly exhibited through their sinister and evil acts--has endured them to no one.
Not even the once-friendly Chinese who borders them on the north.
I served in the United States Air Force and was stationed in the lower, Southwestern edge of the Republic of South Korea from January 11, 1990 until January 1, 1991, at Kunsan Air Base. We were made extremely aware of just how real the "threat" from the despots in the North actually was.
Two days after my arrival on the peninsula, military officials found three tunnels being built underground from Pyongyang to reach the capital city of Seoul. This literally scared the "crap" out of me--physically, emotionally, and militarily. I became acutely aware that I was facing a "real enemy"--and there would be no negotiating with them.
Somewhere along the time of mid-tour, I had the incredible opportunity of taking a trip to the Demilitarized Zone, along the 38th Parallel. Better known as the "DMZ" this border was spine-chilling at best. Looking across the border into North Korea was something akin to looking into the face of "hell"--not that I've ever seen hades, but you get the picture.
So, I've said all "that" to say this:
We are dealing with a very dangerous regime in North Korea. Far more dangerous than most of our other "international" enemies.
We need to pray for Secretary Rice as she assists the President in making some very important decisions.
Sixty-five million South Koreans are counting on us "getting it right."
This time, we must.
While starving their populace to death, the North Koreans have been attempting to arm themselves to the "teeth" for the last 50-plus years. Their desperation for "world attention"--mainly exhibited through their sinister and evil acts--has endured them to no one.
Not even the once-friendly Chinese who borders them on the north.
I served in the United States Air Force and was stationed in the lower, Southwestern edge of the Republic of South Korea from January 11, 1990 until January 1, 1991, at Kunsan Air Base. We were made extremely aware of just how real the "threat" from the despots in the North actually was.
Two days after my arrival on the peninsula, military officials found three tunnels being built underground from Pyongyang to reach the capital city of Seoul. This literally scared the "crap" out of me--physically, emotionally, and militarily. I became acutely aware that I was facing a "real enemy"--and there would be no negotiating with them.
Somewhere along the time of mid-tour, I had the incredible opportunity of taking a trip to the Demilitarized Zone, along the 38th Parallel. Better known as the "DMZ" this border was spine-chilling at best. Looking across the border into North Korea was something akin to looking into the face of "hell"--not that I've ever seen hades, but you get the picture.
So, I've said all "that" to say this:
We are dealing with a very dangerous regime in North Korea. Far more dangerous than most of our other "international" enemies.
We need to pray for Secretary Rice as she assists the President in making some very important decisions.
Sixty-five million South Koreans are counting on us "getting it right."
This time, we must.
The Church....
I've been a follower of Jesus Christ now for 38 of my 44 years on earth. I came to Jesus when I was a small lad at the Greenfield Church of Christ, out near the County Lake, in rural Madison County, Alabama.
I remember the time, and I can take you to place--to quote one of the great songs of the "singing South."
I've worshipped among the "largest congregation" in the world--the Yoido Central Full Gospel Church in Seoul, South Korea.
I've also had the magnanimous privilege of worshipping in homes, and in small congregations of varying sizes, and denominational flavors over the last many years.
But I've often wondered, "What does it mean to be the Church?"
Dr Erwin W Lutzer, Senior Pastor of The Moody Church (www.moodychurch.org) here in Chicago always ends our morning worship gatherings by encouraging the congregants to "go be the Church" this week.
Great advice...however, what does it mean to "be the church"? How can I, little ole Phil Hoover in this large city of Chicago "be the church" to someone? How and where does that happen?
With all the trials and heartaches associated with just daily living, I'm beginning to "re-think" what it means to "be the church"--in practical terms. And the verdict is in: I've got a lot to learn.
What did the New Testament Church possess that the "contemporary" church is missing? Could it be:
Vibrant, unpretentious worship?
Committed and contagious community?
Exciting and exhilirating evangelism?
Simple and sold-out servanthood?
From what I'm reading in the New Testament, it was all of these things.
But sadly, it seems like many in contemporary society will "evaluate" (since we Christians are "far too spiritual" to ever judge ) a group of people by how good the "show" is on Sunday morning.
Not whether God is pleased and present among those gathered to offer spiritual worship to His Son, Jesus Christ.
We will evaluate a congregation/group of leaders by all the "externals" that we can see, not by the "hidden" things that take some probing, praying, and thinking.
Quite honestly, I'm tired of the "show." I was part of a congregation for three years where the "show" was the main activity of the "church." Few people really wanted to "be the church" outside of the parameters of the twice-weekly show.
Of course, any time I made mention of what the New Testament Church could possibly look like, I was always reminded that I wasn't in charge. Often I was accused of being rude, rebellious, and disrespectful.
But as long as the "show" continued, then everything had to "blest by God." After all, God couldn't possibly speak through someone who had committed their life to the congregation, and wanted to see "real community" take root.
But the "show" had to go continue, regardless.
So what does it mean to "be the church"?
I'm not sure, right now.
What about you? What say ye?
I remember the time, and I can take you to place--to quote one of the great songs of the "singing South."
I've worshipped among the "largest congregation" in the world--the Yoido Central Full Gospel Church in Seoul, South Korea.
I've also had the magnanimous privilege of worshipping in homes, and in small congregations of varying sizes, and denominational flavors over the last many years.
But I've often wondered, "What does it mean to be the Church?"
Dr Erwin W Lutzer, Senior Pastor of The Moody Church (www.moodychurch.org) here in Chicago always ends our morning worship gatherings by encouraging the congregants to "go be the Church" this week.
Great advice...however, what does it mean to "be the church"? How can I, little ole Phil Hoover in this large city of Chicago "be the church" to someone? How and where does that happen?
With all the trials and heartaches associated with just daily living, I'm beginning to "re-think" what it means to "be the church"--in practical terms. And the verdict is in: I've got a lot to learn.
What did the New Testament Church possess that the "contemporary" church is missing? Could it be:
Vibrant, unpretentious worship?
Committed and contagious community?
Exciting and exhilirating evangelism?
Simple and sold-out servanthood?
From what I'm reading in the New Testament, it was all of these things.
But sadly, it seems like many in contemporary society will "evaluate" (since we Christians are "far too spiritual" to ever judge ) a group of people by how good the "show" is on Sunday morning.
Not whether God is pleased and present among those gathered to offer spiritual worship to His Son, Jesus Christ.
We will evaluate a congregation/group of leaders by all the "externals" that we can see, not by the "hidden" things that take some probing, praying, and thinking.
Quite honestly, I'm tired of the "show." I was part of a congregation for three years where the "show" was the main activity of the "church." Few people really wanted to "be the church" outside of the parameters of the twice-weekly show.
Of course, any time I made mention of what the New Testament Church could possibly look like, I was always reminded that I wasn't in charge. Often I was accused of being rude, rebellious, and disrespectful.
But as long as the "show" continued, then everything had to "blest by God." After all, God couldn't possibly speak through someone who had committed their life to the congregation, and wanted to see "real community" take root.
But the "show" had to go continue, regardless.
So what does it mean to "be the church"?
I'm not sure, right now.
What about you? What say ye?
"Big Russ and Me"
I know that I've mentioned Tim Russert's (of MEET THE PRESS fame) book about his life and how his father has played an unequivocal role in it. The book is entitled Big Russ and Me.
I read this book a couple of weeks ago, and have gone back started re-reading it. This is a wonderfully warm, and humorous book about Russert's development and formation into the great man that he is today.
And it all started in Buffalo, New York.
I've always enjoyed watching "Meet The Press"--when I have the opportunity to tune in. Here in Chicago, it comes on at 10 a.m. on Sunday morning, and I'm almost always in Sunday Morning worship at that hour.
But I do love "Meet the Press."
Big Russ and Me masterfully weaves the fabric of a city's kid's life, showing the grace and power of "doing right"--and realizing the worth of life, and the blessings of God therein.
It's a great read.
I read this book a couple of weeks ago, and have gone back started re-reading it. This is a wonderfully warm, and humorous book about Russert's development and formation into the great man that he is today.
And it all started in Buffalo, New York.
I've always enjoyed watching "Meet The Press"--when I have the opportunity to tune in. Here in Chicago, it comes on at 10 a.m. on Sunday morning, and I'm almost always in Sunday Morning worship at that hour.
But I do love "Meet the Press."
Big Russ and Me masterfully weaves the fabric of a city's kid's life, showing the grace and power of "doing right"--and realizing the worth of life, and the blessings of God therein.
It's a great read.
Better Late than never....I guess....
H A P P Y F A T H E R ' S D A Y!
There are alot of very special men in my life who, over the years have been a "father" to me, when I've most needed one.
I want to be very gracious in my remarks here, but suffice it to say, that my own "biological father" was a scoundrel.
Yet, my Heavenly Father knew that I would need "lots of fathers" to help me become the person that He wants me to be.
I want to say "Happy Father's Day" to the following men:
Leonard Kendrick
Jim Pearson Sr
Pastor Gary Langley
Dr Bill Sheeks
Howard Timmons
Pastor Phillip Morris, Sr
Will Baker
Dr R Hollis Gause
Pastor Chris Losey
Pastor Travis Robinson
Just to name a few. Each of these men have been very special in my life over the last 20+ years. They are constant sources of encouragement, edification, and have instructed and enriched my life in ways that only Heaven will be able to fully reveal.
I owe a tremendous debt of gratitude to each of them.
Happy Father's Day.
What Happened?
As a child of the Deep South, I grew up hearing about "Heaven."
We sang about this glorious place in Church on Sunday--at least one song was about Heaven.
We heard sermons about this marvelous promise regularly--and not just at funerals either.
What happened?
Has contemporary society become so overwhelmed with the cares of "this life" and "these light afflictions" that we no longer gaze and long for that "City Whose Builder and Maker is God"?
Are we so convinced that we "have it all here" and that it doesn't "get any better than this" so why even think about these precious promises of God for eternal life hereafter?
What happened?
While I sincerely appreciate all the great things that are happening in the Body of Christ here in North America, I feel that we have truly cheated ourselves by not keeping "heaven" as prominent doctrine and an EVERLASTING reality in our local churches, in our families, and in our lifestyles.
I'm convinced that one of the reasons the "Bill Gaither and Friends Homecoming" tours and videos are so wildly popular is because these instruments are helping many belivers reconnect with the reality and promise of "the glory world" in the not-too-distant future.
I remember one of those grand songs that I learned as a child, and I still sing it often:
How beautiful heaven must be!
Sweet home of the happy and free!
Fair Haven of rest for the weary,
How beautiful heaven must be!
I have a precious Grandmother whom I loved and adored (and who raised me when I was abandoned by my parents as a baby) who is worshipping the Risen Christ up there.
In heaven!
I have many, many precious friends--marvelous saints of God--whom I've been blest to know through the years...who are now residing in that glorious place.
Heaven!
It's a real place, with real people!
We sang about this glorious place in Church on Sunday--at least one song was about Heaven.
We heard sermons about this marvelous promise regularly--and not just at funerals either.
What happened?
Has contemporary society become so overwhelmed with the cares of "this life" and "these light afflictions" that we no longer gaze and long for that "City Whose Builder and Maker is God"?
Are we so convinced that we "have it all here" and that it doesn't "get any better than this" so why even think about these precious promises of God for eternal life hereafter?
What happened?
While I sincerely appreciate all the great things that are happening in the Body of Christ here in North America, I feel that we have truly cheated ourselves by not keeping "heaven" as prominent doctrine and an EVERLASTING reality in our local churches, in our families, and in our lifestyles.
I'm convinced that one of the reasons the "Bill Gaither and Friends Homecoming" tours and videos are so wildly popular is because these instruments are helping many belivers reconnect with the reality and promise of "the glory world" in the not-too-distant future.
I remember one of those grand songs that I learned as a child, and I still sing it often:
How beautiful heaven must be!
Sweet home of the happy and free!
Fair Haven of rest for the weary,
How beautiful heaven must be!
I have a precious Grandmother whom I loved and adored (and who raised me when I was abandoned by my parents as a baby) who is worshipping the Risen Christ up there.
In heaven!
I have many, many precious friends--marvelous saints of God--whom I've been blest to know through the years...who are now residing in that glorious place.
Heaven!
It's a real place, with real people!
"Special People"....
Julie Nixon Eisenhower wrote a wonderful book about 15 years ago (give or take a year) that she entitled Special People. This daughter of the late President Richard Nixon and his late wife Pat, wrote a very moving and detailed account about five special people in her life.
I've often thought that I would like to write such a book as well. There are so many special people who's stories should be told, and preserved for all who will come after us.
I can think of several very special people whom I'd love to chronicle:
Dr R Hollis Gause, Professor, Church of God Theological Seminary, Cleveland, TN
Bishop Raymond M Pruitt, retired minister, Oxford, MS.
Mrs Jane F Pearson, retired teacher, and mom "extraordinaire".
Dr Charles Paul Conn, President, Lee University, Cleveland, TN
Richard M. Daley, Mayor, The City of Chicago.
Mrs. Mary Smith Morris, Musician/teacher/mother and so many others things, Crisfield, MD.
Maybe I do need to start writing that book, after all.
If you were writing about "special people"--whom would you choose?
Why?
I've often thought that I would like to write such a book as well. There are so many special people who's stories should be told, and preserved for all who will come after us.
I can think of several very special people whom I'd love to chronicle:
Dr R Hollis Gause, Professor, Church of God Theological Seminary, Cleveland, TN
Bishop Raymond M Pruitt, retired minister, Oxford, MS.
Mrs Jane F Pearson, retired teacher, and mom "extraordinaire".
Dr Charles Paul Conn, President, Lee University, Cleveland, TN
Richard M. Daley, Mayor, The City of Chicago.
Mrs. Mary Smith Morris, Musician/teacher/mother and so many others things, Crisfield, MD.
Maybe I do need to start writing that book, after all.
If you were writing about "special people"--whom would you choose?
Why?
Taking Measure of Our Manners...
From this morning's CHICAGO TRIBUNE, the best mannered cities in the United States are:
1) Charleston, South Carolina
2) San Diego, California
3) Seattle, Washington
4) Peoria, Illinois
5) Omaha, Nebraska
6) Quad Cities (Moline and Rock Island IL, Davenport and Bettendorf, Iowa)
7) Hollywood, Florida
8) Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
9) Houston, Texas
10) Salt Lake City, Utah
First, congratulations to these ten areas that were named "the best mannered" by etiquette expert Marjabelle Young Stewart, who has compiled this list for the last twenty-eight years.
Second, it speaks well of the inhabitants of these areas that "good manners" and good "social skills" are important to the fabric of their societies.
It would do all of us a world of good to improve our manners. Sadly, in the "cyber age" far too many have disintegrating social skills and no earthly idea how to relate to others in an acceptable fashion.
Finally, maybe we do need to become a "bi-lingual" nation after all. And this foreign language is actually quite easy, and it's vocabulary is simple. Here it is:
"Thank You"
"You're Welcome"
"Yes" (sir/ma'am)
"No" (sir/ma'am)
"Please"
"May I?"
"How can I help you?"
And that's a language I wouldn't mind hearing.
All the time.
1) Charleston, South Carolina
2) San Diego, California
3) Seattle, Washington
4) Peoria, Illinois
5) Omaha, Nebraska
6) Quad Cities (Moline and Rock Island IL, Davenport and Bettendorf, Iowa)
7) Hollywood, Florida
8) Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
9) Houston, Texas
10) Salt Lake City, Utah
First, congratulations to these ten areas that were named "the best mannered" by etiquette expert Marjabelle Young Stewart, who has compiled this list for the last twenty-eight years.
Second, it speaks well of the inhabitants of these areas that "good manners" and good "social skills" are important to the fabric of their societies.
It would do all of us a world of good to improve our manners. Sadly, in the "cyber age" far too many have disintegrating social skills and no earthly idea how to relate to others in an acceptable fashion.
Finally, maybe we do need to become a "bi-lingual" nation after all. And this foreign language is actually quite easy, and it's vocabulary is simple. Here it is:
"Thank You"
"You're Welcome"
"Yes" (sir/ma'am)
"No" (sir/ma'am)
"Please"
"May I?"
"How can I help you?"
And that's a language I wouldn't mind hearing.
All the time.
165 Days and Counting.....No Caffeine
For years I had contemplated the possibility of giving up my "caffeine" habit. Now I wasn't a compulsive "all day with a cup of coffee each hour" kind of addict. Not hardly....but I did have a Mountain Dew affinity that I wasn't too keen on shaking.
But on December 30, 2005 I decided that I had imbibed my last 20 ounce bottle of Mountain Dew.
I've not touched caffeine since. I've only had very, very small amounts of chocolate--very negligible amounts, no coffee and no caffeinated sodas at all.
No hot chocolate, no caffeinated tea....
Nothing.
And I'm feeling great. The headaches have been minimal, and my energy levels have been much greater than any time in recent or even distant memory.
I've lost a few pounds, and I'm feeling good about that too. My personal physician is quite pleased with my progress....and so am I.
Now don't get me wrong---there has been a grieving process for me in all of this. I grieve every time I pass a soda machine and see the picture of my beloved Mountain Dew right there for my personal viewing.
But I am glad that I've come this far. I just remember the "12 steps." It is exactly 12 steps to get me out of the door, and away from the vending machine.
I often taken them.
And in a hurry at that.
But on December 30, 2005 I decided that I had imbibed my last 20 ounce bottle of Mountain Dew.
I've not touched caffeine since. I've only had very, very small amounts of chocolate--very negligible amounts, no coffee and no caffeinated sodas at all.
No hot chocolate, no caffeinated tea....
Nothing.
And I'm feeling great. The headaches have been minimal, and my energy levels have been much greater than any time in recent or even distant memory.
I've lost a few pounds, and I'm feeling good about that too. My personal physician is quite pleased with my progress....and so am I.
Now don't get me wrong---there has been a grieving process for me in all of this. I grieve every time I pass a soda machine and see the picture of my beloved Mountain Dew right there for my personal viewing.
But I am glad that I've come this far. I just remember the "12 steps." It is exactly 12 steps to get me out of the door, and away from the vending machine.
I often taken them.
And in a hurry at that.
Great, Great book! Get it!
http://www.wisdomofourfathers.com/
Tim Russert, the NBC Washington Bureau Chief and the Sunday Morning host of MEET THE PRESS has written/compiled an amazing book, The Wisdom of Our Fathers.
I have admired Mr Russert for years on Meet the Press and read his first book, Big Russ and Me a few weeks ago. It was a fascinating, entertaining, and truly heartwarming account of his life. But more than that, it was a marvelous retelling of how supremely important his earthly father, "Big Russ" has been and continues to be in his life.
Russert was in Chicago at Borders Bookstore on State Street two weeks ago tomorrow. I had a business appointment, and was rushing into Borders just as he was leaving. I was so disappointed. I wanted to personally tell him how much "Big Russ" has meant to me, even though I've never met the man.
Watching an interview with Tim Russert last week on WTTW (PBS station here in Chicago), more than 60,000 people have also felt that special connection with "Big Russ" as well as his son Tim, and Tim's now "grown son" Luke--a sophomore at Boston College.
The Wisdom of Our Fathers is a fascinating collection of stories that Russert received in response to his first work, "Big Russ and Me."
It's a wonderful compilation. Get it. And give several to the important men in your life.
They will deeply appreciate such a gift.
And so will you.
Tim Russert, the NBC Washington Bureau Chief and the Sunday Morning host of MEET THE PRESS has written/compiled an amazing book, The Wisdom of Our Fathers.
I have admired Mr Russert for years on Meet the Press and read his first book, Big Russ and Me a few weeks ago. It was a fascinating, entertaining, and truly heartwarming account of his life. But more than that, it was a marvelous retelling of how supremely important his earthly father, "Big Russ" has been and continues to be in his life.
Russert was in Chicago at Borders Bookstore on State Street two weeks ago tomorrow. I had a business appointment, and was rushing into Borders just as he was leaving. I was so disappointed. I wanted to personally tell him how much "Big Russ" has meant to me, even though I've never met the man.
Watching an interview with Tim Russert last week on WTTW (PBS station here in Chicago), more than 60,000 people have also felt that special connection with "Big Russ" as well as his son Tim, and Tim's now "grown son" Luke--a sophomore at Boston College.
The Wisdom of Our Fathers is a fascinating collection of stories that Russert received in response to his first work, "Big Russ and Me."
It's a wonderful compilation. Get it. And give several to the important men in your life.
They will deeply appreciate such a gift.
And so will you.
Things I've Learned....for this week
These brilliant maxims are taking from LIVE and LEARN and PASS IT ON compiled by H Jackson Brown Jr (Nashville: Rutledge Hill Press) 1992.
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I've learned that you can inherit wealth, but never wisdom.
I've learned that you shouldn't speak unless you can improve on the silence.
I've learned that relationships are more important than rules.
I've learned that the trick is to "live a long time" without growing old.
I've learned that you "form a committee to study the matter" when you REALLY would rather not do anything.
I've learned that people are influenced by how much I care rather than by how much I know.
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I've learned that you can inherit wealth, but never wisdom.
I've learned that you shouldn't speak unless you can improve on the silence.
I've learned that relationships are more important than rules.
I've learned that the trick is to "live a long time" without growing old.
I've learned that you "form a committee to study the matter" when you REALLY would rather not do anything.
I've learned that people are influenced by how much I care rather than by how much I know.
My favorite verse.....
"Greater love has no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends." (John 15:13).
For many years I always used "John 15:13" after my signature on personal correspondence. For some reason I stopped doing that. At least for a prolonged period of time, anyway.
And now that I'm having my "midlife crisis"--that's your signal to laugh out loud--I'm beginning to rethink this whole idea of "friends" and exactly what it means in life.
And what it means to me. What should it mean to me?
There are people all over North America (and many in other countries) that I consider my "friends." Some of them are very close to me, and have a huge place in my heart. Some of them know that I care deeply about them, and would do anything that I possibly could on their behalf.
And some of them....well, I just wonder about.
I don't like "utilitarianism" in relationships that are supposed to be "friends." What I mean by this phrase is the way that someone befriends another, only if there is something to "gain" from that befriending in the first place. Can the one who is being "befriended" benefit me in some way? Do they fill a "need" or can they "do something for me"?
Or do I just value them as a person regardless of what they may or may not contribute to me?
These are difficult questions in a society (even in the church) that is submerged in the philosophy that only when people "contribute" to our goals is when the possess any value. And after they have finished "contributing" (or better yet have caught on to the selfishness inherit in such a philosophy) then said person ceases to have value.
If that's the way we measure friendships, then we are no better than those who do not claim Christ as Saviour--and in many ways, much worse. Our love has conditions, if we only "use people" for what they can do for us.
It's happen to me before. And sadly, I may have done it to someone--and I'm profoundly sorry if I have.
God help us.
For many years I always used "John 15:13" after my signature on personal correspondence. For some reason I stopped doing that. At least for a prolonged period of time, anyway.
And now that I'm having my "midlife crisis"--that's your signal to laugh out loud--I'm beginning to rethink this whole idea of "friends" and exactly what it means in life.
And what it means to me. What should it mean to me?
There are people all over North America (and many in other countries) that I consider my "friends." Some of them are very close to me, and have a huge place in my heart. Some of them know that I care deeply about them, and would do anything that I possibly could on their behalf.
And some of them....well, I just wonder about.
I don't like "utilitarianism" in relationships that are supposed to be "friends." What I mean by this phrase is the way that someone befriends another, only if there is something to "gain" from that befriending in the first place. Can the one who is being "befriended" benefit me in some way? Do they fill a "need" or can they "do something for me"?
Or do I just value them as a person regardless of what they may or may not contribute to me?
These are difficult questions in a society (even in the church) that is submerged in the philosophy that only when people "contribute" to our goals is when the possess any value. And after they have finished "contributing" (or better yet have caught on to the selfishness inherit in such a philosophy) then said person ceases to have value.
If that's the way we measure friendships, then we are no better than those who do not claim Christ as Saviour--and in many ways, much worse. Our love has conditions, if we only "use people" for what they can do for us.
It's happen to me before. And sadly, I may have done it to someone--and I'm profoundly sorry if I have.
God help us.
Happy Birthday, JULIA STONE!
Though she is not "really" my niece...I've always felt that she is. Her mom, Marti has been like a sister to me for the last 30+ years. And what a great sister she has been.
I remember when Miss Julia was just a very small young lass--and what a delight she was to her mom and dad, her grandparents (on both sides) and to her Uncle Jim and Aunt Ginger.
And to me, her "Uncle" Phil-who has spent the majority of her life either in the Air Force, in seminary, and in Chicago.
My memories of Julia are grand though. I remember about 7 years ago when she, along with her parents, were driving through Cleveland TN, and stopped by my apartment. My longtime friend, and wonderful roommate Kevin Moses (who was celebrated in this forum back in February) welcomed them in as I was still on my way back to the apartment.
We also just happened to have some ice cream there....it was "Moose Tracks"...
Kevin and Julia had a heyday with that ice cream that hot July afternoon.
And now she is all grown up....18 years old to be exact.
She has graduated from Madison County High School--my alma mater, and also the alma mater of her mom, Uncle Jim, along with various and sundry other Alabama natives.
She is a wonderful, gracious, beautiful, and delightful young woman. She will be entering the University of Alabama in Huntsville this fall as a University freshman. I'm very proud of her!
So, in lieu of my being there, Julia....let me say for the entire "cyber world"...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I remember when Miss Julia was just a very small young lass--and what a delight she was to her mom and dad, her grandparents (on both sides) and to her Uncle Jim and Aunt Ginger.
And to me, her "Uncle" Phil-who has spent the majority of her life either in the Air Force, in seminary, and in Chicago.
My memories of Julia are grand though. I remember about 7 years ago when she, along with her parents, were driving through Cleveland TN, and stopped by my apartment. My longtime friend, and wonderful roommate Kevin Moses (who was celebrated in this forum back in February) welcomed them in as I was still on my way back to the apartment.
We also just happened to have some ice cream there....it was "Moose Tracks"...
Kevin and Julia had a heyday with that ice cream that hot July afternoon.
And now she is all grown up....18 years old to be exact.
She has graduated from Madison County High School--my alma mater, and also the alma mater of her mom, Uncle Jim, along with various and sundry other Alabama natives.
She is a wonderful, gracious, beautiful, and delightful young woman. She will be entering the University of Alabama in Huntsville this fall as a University freshman. I'm very proud of her!
So, in lieu of my being there, Julia....let me say for the entire "cyber world"...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Happy Birthday, ANN DOWNING!
One of those great gospel groups that I remember from my childhood was the Downings. My earliest memories of the great hit, "Gettin' Ready Today" was Paul, Ann, Joy, and Dony singing that wonderful song about HEAVEN and how we are looking for "that mansion fair."
Of course, that was almost 40 years ago, and Paul is now in that wonderful place he sang about for so long.
But his precious wife, ANN DOWNING, is still carrying the "gospel in song" all over the country, and she is also celebrating her birthday today.
Her website is www.anndowning.com
So, my precious friend Ann....Happy Birthday from Chicago!
Have a great one!
Of course, that was almost 40 years ago, and Paul is now in that wonderful place he sang about for so long.
But his precious wife, ANN DOWNING, is still carrying the "gospel in song" all over the country, and she is also celebrating her birthday today.
Her website is www.anndowning.com
So, my precious friend Ann....Happy Birthday from Chicago!
Have a great one!
The REAL Jesus....
Erwin W Lutzer, Senior Pastor of The Moody Church here in Chicago (where I worship every week) is preaching a series on "The Real Jesus: Lies told about the man who claimed to be the Son of God"--and it has been great.
You can find more information about Moody Church and these sermons right here:
www.moodychurch.org
Check it out.
You can find more information about Moody Church and these sermons right here:
www.moodychurch.org
Check it out.
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