And I'm sure that none of my friends find that entirely surprising!
I was raised on it...for the most part. My sainted Grandmother Hoover always had great music on in our home. On any given Sunday morning, we would be listening to the Speer Family, or the Happy Goodmans, or the Florida Boys, et al.
Southern Gospel music often tells a story. A profound, wonderful, powerful story. A story of what GOD is doing or has done in the life of those who look to Him. Some of the most wonderful theology I can remember is from some of the songs I learned as a kid, "Heaven's Jubilee" "What a Happy Time" and "Leave It There."
When I need to draw close to the LORD, I often pull out my Bible, and put on some really good music....that music that reminds me of my journey with Jesus....The Perrys do a tremendous version of Kyla Rowland's "I Rest My Case At The Cross"---and it reminds me of just how much Jesus has done, and continues to do for me.
I'll write more later....but yes, I love GOOD SOUTHERN GOSPEL MUSIC.
Phil needs a kidney transplant!
NO, I'm not talking about myself! (I've already had a couple of requests for my remaining kidney, should it ever become available...LOL)
I found out that my good friend Phil Kaisharis (friend from college days almost 30 years ago) is in desperate need of a kidney transplant. He is experiencing complete kidney failure, and will begin dialysis almost immediately. Hemodialysis is NO WAY TO LIVE...regardless of one's age.
Some ten months (give or take a few days) ago, the LORD clearly spoke to me about being a "kidney donor" for a dear, dear friend of mine. I saw the "need" on FACEBOOK (my second day on the 'social networking site' I SWORE to my friend Joe Misek (www.joemisek.blogspot.com) that I would never use...and now HE'S on it too), and just simply prayed for "God to find a kidney out there somewhere." The LORD simply answered, "You are a match."
SEVENTEEN weeks ago today...this very hour, I was coming out of the Recovery Room of the University of Alabama-Birmingham Renal Transplant Center, having just donated my left kidney to my great friend, Dr Bill George.
NOW, my friend Phil Kaisharis needs a kidney. Let's see what GOD has in mind for this brother in the LORD. Please pray for Phil. Please pray for God's provision in his life.
I am a living, breathing testimony that GOD can and will provide.
I found out that my good friend Phil Kaisharis (friend from college days almost 30 years ago) is in desperate need of a kidney transplant. He is experiencing complete kidney failure, and will begin dialysis almost immediately. Hemodialysis is NO WAY TO LIVE...regardless of one's age.
Some ten months (give or take a few days) ago, the LORD clearly spoke to me about being a "kidney donor" for a dear, dear friend of mine. I saw the "need" on FACEBOOK (my second day on the 'social networking site' I SWORE to my friend Joe Misek (www.joemisek.blogspot.com) that I would never use...and now HE'S on it too), and just simply prayed for "God to find a kidney out there somewhere." The LORD simply answered, "You are a match."
SEVENTEEN weeks ago today...this very hour, I was coming out of the Recovery Room of the University of Alabama-Birmingham Renal Transplant Center, having just donated my left kidney to my great friend, Dr Bill George.
NOW, my friend Phil Kaisharis needs a kidney. Let's see what GOD has in mind for this brother in the LORD. Please pray for Phil. Please pray for God's provision in his life.
I am a living, breathing testimony that GOD can and will provide.
Sometimes, I wonder...
about why things are the way they are.....
I see people being "wildly successful" (whatever THAT means) doing things that have always fascinated me. And sometimes, I even ask GOD, "Why didn't that happen to me?" What I really mean is "Why didn't YOU let that happen to me?"
As I have to regularly remind myself, the LORD knows where I am, and where HE wants me to be in the future, as well as in the present circumstances. But, even with that knowledge of His sovereignty, I still often ask Him, "Why?"
I realize that HE is under no obligation to explain anything to me...but I take great comfort in knowing that I can always ask Him the questions that are "tough" in my own soul. I can always ask HIM the hard stuff:
"Why did my parents not love YOU, and made no real attempts to love me?" "Why did I suffer from the neglect and abuse that YOU could have so easily prevented, but didn't?" "Why have I struggled most of my life with some of the very basic issues that should have been settled so long ago?"
I am humbled that GOD has called me to Himself, and has called me to be His son. Often I feel like the young boy in Luke 15, who finally came to himself, and returned to his father's home, and said, "I'm willing to be just a servant." I've tasted the good things of God, and have found HIS FAMILY to be my "REAL FAMILY"...experiencing HIS LOVE as it was meant to be experienced. I've seen the 'face of Jesus' in so many others who have loved me, and shown me just what the FATHER is like, even though they are imperfect just like I am.
I've even asked, "Why didn't YOU let me pursue ministry and preach YOUR message and SING YOUR song to the masses?" Then I realized that I could "sing HIS song" and "preach HIS message" in more ways than just the ones that have been so highly visible. His song is LOVE, and HIS message is that He sent HIS Son, Jesus, to love us.
It doesn't take a professional to do that. Just a child transformed the SONG and the MESSAGE. I found out that I qualify.
So, yes, I can rest my case at the Cross. I do indeed have someone to "champion my cause."
Thank you, Jesus.
I see people being "wildly successful" (whatever THAT means) doing things that have always fascinated me. And sometimes, I even ask GOD, "Why didn't that happen to me?" What I really mean is "Why didn't YOU let that happen to me?"
As I have to regularly remind myself, the LORD knows where I am, and where HE wants me to be in the future, as well as in the present circumstances. But, even with that knowledge of His sovereignty, I still often ask Him, "Why?"
I realize that HE is under no obligation to explain anything to me...but I take great comfort in knowing that I can always ask Him the questions that are "tough" in my own soul. I can always ask HIM the hard stuff:
"Why did my parents not love YOU, and made no real attempts to love me?" "Why did I suffer from the neglect and abuse that YOU could have so easily prevented, but didn't?" "Why have I struggled most of my life with some of the very basic issues that should have been settled so long ago?"
I am humbled that GOD has called me to Himself, and has called me to be His son. Often I feel like the young boy in Luke 15, who finally came to himself, and returned to his father's home, and said, "I'm willing to be just a servant." I've tasted the good things of God, and have found HIS FAMILY to be my "REAL FAMILY"...experiencing HIS LOVE as it was meant to be experienced. I've seen the 'face of Jesus' in so many others who have loved me, and shown me just what the FATHER is like, even though they are imperfect just like I am.
I've even asked, "Why didn't YOU let me pursue ministry and preach YOUR message and SING YOUR song to the masses?" Then I realized that I could "sing HIS song" and "preach HIS message" in more ways than just the ones that have been so highly visible. His song is LOVE, and HIS message is that He sent HIS Son, Jesus, to love us.
It doesn't take a professional to do that. Just a child transformed the SONG and the MESSAGE. I found out that I qualify.
So, yes, I can rest my case at the Cross. I do indeed have someone to "champion my cause."
Thank you, Jesus.
Where were all the "Tea Party" folks?
We have been practicing NATIONAL DEFICIT SPENDING for as long as I can remember....where have all the "Tea Party" folks been for the last 30 or so years?
Where were all the "Tea Party" people during the last eight years when the Bush-Cheney Administration was spending this nation into oblivion with NO ACCOUNTABILITY?
I don't want to "burst" anyone's artificial bubble, but the Obama Administration is not the FIRST one to ever exercise DEFICIT Spending......and I'm sure this administration won't be the last one either...
I think the whole "Tea Party" syndrome is rather hypocritical.....but then again, that's just MY opinion.
Where were all the "Tea Party" people during the last eight years when the Bush-Cheney Administration was spending this nation into oblivion with NO ACCOUNTABILITY?
I don't want to "burst" anyone's artificial bubble, but the Obama Administration is not the FIRST one to ever exercise DEFICIT Spending......and I'm sure this administration won't be the last one either...
I think the whole "Tea Party" syndrome is rather hypocritical.....but then again, that's just MY opinion.
Founder's Week 2010 Begins Tonight! You can listen live!
One of the great Bible conferences in the United States, and probably in the world, is the annual Founder's Week of the Moody Bible Institute here in Chicago. Dwight Lyman Moody originally started this week as a "day for snow sledding for the children"...and it has come a mighty long way since then.
Here's the link:
www.moodyconferences.com Then click on Founder's Week. You should also be able to "connect" and join the conference at www.moodyradio.org
Enjoy!
Here's the link:
www.moodyconferences.com Then click on Founder's Week. You should also be able to "connect" and join the conference at www.moodyradio.org
Enjoy!
This is resounding in my soul...
"He hideth my soul in the Cleft of the Rock
That shadows a dry, thirsty land!
He hideth my life in the depths of His love,
And He covers me there with His hand.
He covers me there with His hand.
There really isn't much more that I can say...."He covers me there with His hand."
That shadows a dry, thirsty land!
He hideth my life in the depths of His love,
And He covers me there with His hand.
He covers me there with His hand.
There really isn't much more that I can say...."He covers me there with His hand."
Good Speech, Mr President...
Now let's see if we can "live by" those praised/maligned/overquoted/not-quoted-at-all, ideals.
You did a magnificent job. I've listened to every State of the Union address since the beginning of former President Jimmy Carter's tenure. I feel that I owe it to myself to hear what the President of this great nation, and the "leader of the free world" has to say, not only to the American citizenry but, to the rest of the world as well.
I awoke early this morning, Sir, and heard you quoted on the BBC's early radio broadcast.
I appreciate the fact that you admitted some failures and "off the right path" times last night. I appreciate the fact that you are not giving up on healthcare reform.
And I appreciate the fact that you care for your wife and your daughters. That is the most important job you have....
You did a magnificent job. I've listened to every State of the Union address since the beginning of former President Jimmy Carter's tenure. I feel that I owe it to myself to hear what the President of this great nation, and the "leader of the free world" has to say, not only to the American citizenry but, to the rest of the world as well.
I awoke early this morning, Sir, and heard you quoted on the BBC's early radio broadcast.
I appreciate the fact that you admitted some failures and "off the right path" times last night. I appreciate the fact that you are not giving up on healthcare reform.
And I appreciate the fact that you care for your wife and your daughters. That is the most important job you have....
CHANGE is in the "air"
And the Obama Administration had nothing to do with it...LOL
On Thursday, December 31, 2009 as I was getting dressed for work, I just sensed the LORD speaking to my spirit that HE wants to "revolutionize" my life in 2010. My immediate response was, "Well, LORD, I gave you a kidney in 2009, I want to give you the rest of my life in 2010."
Needless to say (so why am I saying it? Because I CAN), I was waiting to see what the LORD was ready to speak to me....if HE was speaking at all.
After a very turbulent week at work, I was just stressed and distressed....and to the point of "burn out" as well.
On the way to work, I began praying, asking the LORD how I could follow HIM more closely and hear HIM more clearly, and obey HIM more completely in 2010.
As soon as I opened my office door, it was as though the LORD was directing me to prepare my resignation from my current position, and look to return to school not later than this coming Fall.
I looked at all the obligations on my calendar, and just wondering if this was really God....The earliest I could leave my position would be mid-March (some 11 weeks into the future).
Immediately I went in to see my supervisor, and told him that I plan to leave my position by the end of March, 2010. He was taken by surprise, but very affirming and seemed to be supportive of the fact that I want to make some 'life changes."
I have lots to do between now and my last day on the job...so pray for me. I need to find another job (part-time would be ideal), and also finish the process for getting into nursing school this Fall.
I'll write more about this later.
On Thursday, December 31, 2009 as I was getting dressed for work, I just sensed the LORD speaking to my spirit that HE wants to "revolutionize" my life in 2010. My immediate response was, "Well, LORD, I gave you a kidney in 2009, I want to give you the rest of my life in 2010."
Needless to say (so why am I saying it? Because I CAN), I was waiting to see what the LORD was ready to speak to me....if HE was speaking at all.
After a very turbulent week at work, I was just stressed and distressed....and to the point of "burn out" as well.
On the way to work, I began praying, asking the LORD how I could follow HIM more closely and hear HIM more clearly, and obey HIM more completely in 2010.
As soon as I opened my office door, it was as though the LORD was directing me to prepare my resignation from my current position, and look to return to school not later than this coming Fall.
I looked at all the obligations on my calendar, and just wondering if this was really God....The earliest I could leave my position would be mid-March (some 11 weeks into the future).
Immediately I went in to see my supervisor, and told him that I plan to leave my position by the end of March, 2010. He was taken by surprise, but very affirming and seemed to be supportive of the fact that I want to make some 'life changes."
I have lots to do between now and my last day on the job...so pray for me. I need to find another job (part-time would be ideal), and also finish the process for getting into nursing school this Fall.
I'll write more about this later.
Thirteen Weeks ago tonite...
God, my Heavenly Father, visited me in a profound, unforgettable way.
I had come home really worn out, ate a quick bite, and went straight to bed. About 1 a.m. I got up from my bed, needing to go the bathroom, and then headed back to sleep.
But I couldn't go back to sleep. I tossed and turned. Finally, I walked into the living room, turned on some very soft music, and lay down on the sofa. I knew I would fall asleep.
But then, I distinctly remember sensing the LORD telling me to "turn the stereo off." So, I got up, walked across the living room, and turned it off! Simple enough. (I had to be at The Moody Church at 5:15 a.m. on the following morning, and I desperately needed to get back to sleep).
I lay back down on the sofa, and deep in my heart I heard my precious great-grandmother singing from Heaven, "And He walks with me, and He talks with me, and He tells me I am His own..." My "big Mama" (my name for her) died almost 40 years ago at the young age of 105. She had been a Methodist itinerant preacher for many, many years. She was born right after the Civil War, and died in 1970. I was only eight years old. This was the very first song I ever sang solo in a public setting. It is still one of my favorites.
I knew the LORD was visiting me, and ministering to me. I was trying to go to sleep, but listening closely. The LORD reminded me that He "rejoices over us with singing" (Zephaniah 3:17). It was as though Jesus wanted to sing over me. I suddenly heard this beautiful, deep baritone voice singing,
"He hideth my soul in the Cleft of the Rock that shadows a dry, thirsty land! He hideth my life in the depth of His love, and He covers me there with His hand! He covers me there with His hand."
The third time the LORD sang this, He changed the words to "I'll hide your life in the depth of MY love and I'll cover you there with MY hand. I'll cover you there with MY hand."
I was wiping tears from my face, realizing that GOD had calmed/dissolved all fear for the weeks ahead (I would have kidney donor surgery one week from this time) before I ever encountered "fear." In HIS goodness, the LORD fulfilled the Psalm that says, "this poor man cried and the LORD delivered him from all his fears."
I got up soon afterwards, got ready for my obligations at church, and then worked an eleven hour day...I never once yawned, felt tired or sluggish. God had energized me for the day(s) ahead!
GOD used the powerful message of songs that I have sung many, many times to remind me of HIS great, eternal care for me. He promised Moses that He would hide him in the "cleft of the rock" (Exodus 33), and He has fulfilled that promise in His Son, Jesus Christ...the Rock of Ages.
Eight days later, as I was talking to my good friend, Chris Fabry (www.chrisfabrylive.org) on Moody Radio, the LORD prompted me to tell of how HE had ministered to my soul. He is still ministering to people.
And as a gospel song says, "There is a ROCK between me and a hard place." That Rock is Jesus. I'm hiding in Him.
I had come home really worn out, ate a quick bite, and went straight to bed. About 1 a.m. I got up from my bed, needing to go the bathroom, and then headed back to sleep.
But I couldn't go back to sleep. I tossed and turned. Finally, I walked into the living room, turned on some very soft music, and lay down on the sofa. I knew I would fall asleep.
But then, I distinctly remember sensing the LORD telling me to "turn the stereo off." So, I got up, walked across the living room, and turned it off! Simple enough. (I had to be at The Moody Church at 5:15 a.m. on the following morning, and I desperately needed to get back to sleep).
I lay back down on the sofa, and deep in my heart I heard my precious great-grandmother singing from Heaven, "And He walks with me, and He talks with me, and He tells me I am His own..." My "big Mama" (my name for her) died almost 40 years ago at the young age of 105. She had been a Methodist itinerant preacher for many, many years. She was born right after the Civil War, and died in 1970. I was only eight years old. This was the very first song I ever sang solo in a public setting. It is still one of my favorites.
I knew the LORD was visiting me, and ministering to me. I was trying to go to sleep, but listening closely. The LORD reminded me that He "rejoices over us with singing" (Zephaniah 3:17). It was as though Jesus wanted to sing over me. I suddenly heard this beautiful, deep baritone voice singing,
"He hideth my soul in the Cleft of the Rock that shadows a dry, thirsty land! He hideth my life in the depth of His love, and He covers me there with His hand! He covers me there with His hand."
The third time the LORD sang this, He changed the words to "I'll hide your life in the depth of MY love and I'll cover you there with MY hand. I'll cover you there with MY hand."
I was wiping tears from my face, realizing that GOD had calmed/dissolved all fear for the weeks ahead (I would have kidney donor surgery one week from this time) before I ever encountered "fear." In HIS goodness, the LORD fulfilled the Psalm that says, "this poor man cried and the LORD delivered him from all his fears."
I got up soon afterwards, got ready for my obligations at church, and then worked an eleven hour day...I never once yawned, felt tired or sluggish. God had energized me for the day(s) ahead!
GOD used the powerful message of songs that I have sung many, many times to remind me of HIS great, eternal care for me. He promised Moses that He would hide him in the "cleft of the rock" (Exodus 33), and He has fulfilled that promise in His Son, Jesus Christ...the Rock of Ages.
Eight days later, as I was talking to my good friend, Chris Fabry (www.chrisfabrylive.org) on Moody Radio, the LORD prompted me to tell of how HE had ministered to my soul. He is still ministering to people.
And as a gospel song says, "There is a ROCK between me and a hard place." That Rock is Jesus. I'm hiding in Him.
This is some of the greatest stuff I've ever read on the Internet
Doctor Jackie D Johns was my Foundations for Spiritual Formation professor in my first semester of seminary. That was a tremendous class. Dr Johns has an amazing sense of humor, some wonderful stories, and a reasoning ability that few possess. (And he didn't give a final exam...)
His blog, www.jackiespeaks.blogspot.com is just tremendous. He is writing a series on what he is most thankful for in 2010...this is PROFOUND.
You will be blessed. I promise. And I always keep my promises.
His blog, www.jackiespeaks.blogspot.com is just tremendous. He is writing a series on what he is most thankful for in 2010...this is PROFOUND.
You will be blessed. I promise. And I always keep my promises.
Unwanted and Unloved...
I had a conversation with one of the classiest people I know, last night at church. We were sitting in the sanctuary of The Moody Church, and my precious friend told me how she never felt loved, wanted, or cared for....
She is one of the most accomplished people I've ever met. She is a retired nurse, and just oozes with class, skill, and other marvelous character traits.
It's hard to believe that she grew up never feeling "loved."
But then again, I can relate...in so many, many ways.
I still wonder about my biological parents' divorce---even after more than 47 years, I still believe there are "missing pieces" that someone (namely Bobby and Jodi) never gave me so I could see the "whole picture."
BUT THE GOOD NEWS is that I am supremely loved! I am deeply wanted and loved by my Heavenly Father. He continually sends HIS CHILDREN to love me, cherish me, and care for me in so many, many tangible ways.
This family of God is the greatest thing in the world.
She is one of the most accomplished people I've ever met. She is a retired nurse, and just oozes with class, skill, and other marvelous character traits.
It's hard to believe that she grew up never feeling "loved."
But then again, I can relate...in so many, many ways.
I still wonder about my biological parents' divorce---even after more than 47 years, I still believe there are "missing pieces" that someone (namely Bobby and Jodi) never gave me so I could see the "whole picture."
BUT THE GOOD NEWS is that I am supremely loved! I am deeply wanted and loved by my Heavenly Father. He continually sends HIS CHILDREN to love me, cherish me, and care for me in so many, many tangible ways.
This family of God is the greatest thing in the world.
Haiti...
I remember hearing now-retired Bishop Adrian L Varlack saying (more than 30 years ago) that HAITI is probably the poorest country in the Western Hemisphere, and one of the very poorest in the world. I've always remembered what Brother Varlack said.
I've met several people from Haiti, and have known several missionaries who have spent a lot of their life and ministry in the country. Even now I have friends who are missionaries in the Dominican Republic.
That island has just experienced the worst natural disaster in more than 200 years...and there seems to be no end to the devastation these precious people have suffered in the last 24 hours.
I plan to do something, even though it won't be much...but I will do something very significant...I'll pray, fervently pray...
I've met several people from Haiti, and have known several missionaries who have spent a lot of their life and ministry in the country. Even now I have friends who are missionaries in the Dominican Republic.
That island has just experienced the worst natural disaster in more than 200 years...and there seems to be no end to the devastation these precious people have suffered in the last 24 hours.
I plan to do something, even though it won't be much...but I will do something very significant...I'll pray, fervently pray...
For the FAT CATS on WALL STREET
If you think that ANYONE in "middle America" (those of us who actually work at least 40 hours a week) cares about whether you are get angry over "no bonuses" this year, you are SO VERY WRONG!
Some fool was quoted on MSNBC as saying that you either "pay the good people or they will leave"---that's what salaries are for, isn't it?
Each and every one of you should be ASHAMED and hide your faces if you take these outrageous "perks"--and particularly so, if you have the NERVE to believe that you "deserve these bonuses."
Yes, these are egregious bonuses, and the TAXPAYERS of AMERICA (which I am one) saved your sorry butts from absolute financial ruin.
So the head of HR at AIG, and all of these other people who do not believe you are "getting enough compensation" I have some advice for you:
GET OUT IN THE JOB MARKET, and find out that NO ONE, and let me repeat that, NO ONE will want to hire your overpaid, self-indulged ego...and particularly not for the outrageous amounts you are DELUDED into believing that you deserve.
Welcome to the real world. Find out how the rest of us live.
Some fool was quoted on MSNBC as saying that you either "pay the good people or they will leave"---that's what salaries are for, isn't it?
Each and every one of you should be ASHAMED and hide your faces if you take these outrageous "perks"--and particularly so, if you have the NERVE to believe that you "deserve these bonuses."
Yes, these are egregious bonuses, and the TAXPAYERS of AMERICA (which I am one) saved your sorry butts from absolute financial ruin.
So the head of HR at AIG, and all of these other people who do not believe you are "getting enough compensation" I have some advice for you:
GET OUT IN THE JOB MARKET, and find out that NO ONE, and let me repeat that, NO ONE will want to hire your overpaid, self-indulged ego...and particularly not for the outrageous amounts you are DELUDED into believing that you deserve.
Welcome to the real world. Find out how the rest of us live.
TWENTY YEARS AGO TODAY...January 11, 1990
I boarded a United Airlines flight at the San Francisco International Airport, and traveled non-stop (17 hours) to Kim Po International Airport, Seoul, South Korea. I was leaving precious friends behind at my previous assignment, Beale Air Force Base, just north east of Sacramento.
This was my very first time ever in Asia. It was very exciting, and I was in for the "ride of my life" during that year in the Far East.
It's hard to believe that was 20 years ago TODAY....some of those people are still precious friends to me...we stay in touch regularly.
This was my very first time ever in Asia. It was very exciting, and I was in for the "ride of my life" during that year in the Far East.
It's hard to believe that was 20 years ago TODAY....some of those people are still precious friends to me...we stay in touch regularly.
YES...Joe has finally done it....
My great friend, Joe Misek, FINALLY has a Facebook account. (I am trying to paste a link here, but can't seem to do it. LOOK HIM UP!)
Joe is one fantastic person, and a wonderful friend in so many ways. He has been the "face of Christ" to me on many, many occasions over the last five-plus years.
He and I became friends at church--of all places--more than five years ago. I was a member of the Chicago Tabernacle congregation at the time, and Joe was a first-time visitor. I met him at the door, and invited him to sit with me. We've been "buds" ever since.
And now, we are Facebook friends.....I'm overjoyed.
Joe is one fantastic person, and a wonderful friend in so many ways. He has been the "face of Christ" to me on many, many occasions over the last five-plus years.
He and I became friends at church--of all places--more than five years ago. I was a member of the Chicago Tabernacle congregation at the time, and Joe was a first-time visitor. I met him at the door, and invited him to sit with me. We've been "buds" ever since.
And now, we are Facebook friends.....I'm overjoyed.
Looking back at 2009...
WHAT A YEAR! I knew that it would be good when three of my very dearest friends, Major Paul Grant and his lovely wife Cynthia, and my great friend Joe Misek (who is NOW on FACEBOOK, after all the lathering, blathering, spluttering, fussing, etc in 2009) spent the night at my house on December 21, 2008, and we had the very first meal of 2009 in my living/dining room. I knew it would be a GREAT year!
And it has been.
Work has been fast-paced, intense, and most of the time, very gratifying. I have enjoyed serving at Coyne American Institute, and I like the work I am assigned to perform--99% of the time.
My personal life has been okay, I guess. No great revelations, no hot romances, and nothing really noteworthy--well, I'll talk about that later.
The Moody Church family has been stupendous as always. These people are some of the kindest and most loving followers of Christ I've ever known. I am continually being loved and nourished by these wonderful, wonderful people. They are often the "face of Jesus" for me in so many ways.
The big news was that I OBEYED THE LORD! I prayed, and obeyed. I am still stunned that Jesus would trust me with the BIG assignment that HE had for me, but HE did, and I'm still humbled and thrilled. If you are wondering about this assignment, just go back to August, September, October blog posts, and read forward....
The year ended very nicely, and I'm excited to see what GOD will have for me in 2010. I want to follow Him closely, hear Him clearly, and obey Him completely.
And it has been.
Work has been fast-paced, intense, and most of the time, very gratifying. I have enjoyed serving at Coyne American Institute, and I like the work I am assigned to perform--99% of the time.
My personal life has been okay, I guess. No great revelations, no hot romances, and nothing really noteworthy--well, I'll talk about that later.
The Moody Church family has been stupendous as always. These people are some of the kindest and most loving followers of Christ I've ever known. I am continually being loved and nourished by these wonderful, wonderful people. They are often the "face of Jesus" for me in so many ways.
The big news was that I OBEYED THE LORD! I prayed, and obeyed. I am still stunned that Jesus would trust me with the BIG assignment that HE had for me, but HE did, and I'm still humbled and thrilled. If you are wondering about this assignment, just go back to August, September, October blog posts, and read forward....
The year ended very nicely, and I'm excited to see what GOD will have for me in 2010. I want to follow Him closely, hear Him clearly, and obey Him completely.
The "Gospel" in all it's simplicity.
Back in 1963, Gloria Gaither penned some of the most profound words I've ever read. I will privileged to hear this wonderful song (in person) sung by the Gaither Vocal Band at the Gaither Christmas Homecoming Concert last Saturday night.
HIS LOVE.....REACHING
Love has always been here,
in the chaos of our world.
It was the WORD that echoed through the formless void.
And whether in the universe or worlds of our own minds,
It's love that turns our chaos into joy.
His love went on longing,
And His love went on reaching
Right past the shackles of my mind.
And the WORD of the Father became Mary's little Son,
And His love reached all the way to where I was.
The WORD that formed creation
Man just couldn't understand;
Its sound was muffled by his wars and strifes.
And man destroyed resources
God intended just to be
the lovely backdrop for abundant life.
And so this great Creator
Who'd been reaching all along,
This GOD who formed the worlds
With His own hands,
Made LOVE become a BABY
One of our very own.
And spoke His WORD
So we could understand.
His love went on longing
And His love went on reaching
Right past the shackles of my mind!
And the WORD of the Father became Mary's little Son
And His love reached all the way to where I was.
HIS LOVE.....REACHING
Love has always been here,
in the chaos of our world.
It was the WORD that echoed through the formless void.
And whether in the universe or worlds of our own minds,
It's love that turns our chaos into joy.
His love went on longing,
And His love went on reaching
Right past the shackles of my mind.
And the WORD of the Father became Mary's little Son,
And His love reached all the way to where I was.
The WORD that formed creation
Man just couldn't understand;
Its sound was muffled by his wars and strifes.
And man destroyed resources
God intended just to be
the lovely backdrop for abundant life.
And so this great Creator
Who'd been reaching all along,
This GOD who formed the worlds
With His own hands,
Made LOVE become a BABY
One of our very own.
And spoke His WORD
So we could understand.
His love went on longing
And His love went on reaching
Right past the shackles of my mind!
And the WORD of the Father became Mary's little Son
And His love reached all the way to where I was.
New Year's Wishss....
It's that time again. So here are my "wishes" and "hopes" and "plans" for 2010:
1) Get myself back down to 175 lbs--I've gained a few pounds since the Kidney Donor surgery...it's time to take that "extra weight" off..again.
2) Learn additional computer skills. I need to learn PowerPoint, and some of the other MicroSoft programs....I've put this off for far too long.
3) Visit friends in Texas, North Carolina, and California that I've not seen in WAAAY too many years. I have three weeks vacation...now it's time to travel some...and I need to start planning immediately.
4) Read my Bible regularly and daily. I'll confess: There have been many days when I just didn't take the time to read God's Word. I'm ashamed of this...and it will be remedied in 2010. As a matter of fact, I'll start today.
5) Save even more money....the LORD is making a way for this to happen, and I plan to take HIM up on His provisions in my life. Not going to horde, or be a stingy man, but I do want to save more.
6) Give more away in 2010. I want to always be a "giver" and not just a "taker" or an "observer" but a GIVER...
1) Get myself back down to 175 lbs--I've gained a few pounds since the Kidney Donor surgery...it's time to take that "extra weight" off..again.
2) Learn additional computer skills. I need to learn PowerPoint, and some of the other MicroSoft programs....I've put this off for far too long.
3) Visit friends in Texas, North Carolina, and California that I've not seen in WAAAY too many years. I have three weeks vacation...now it's time to travel some...and I need to start planning immediately.
4) Read my Bible regularly and daily. I'll confess: There have been many days when I just didn't take the time to read God's Word. I'm ashamed of this...and it will be remedied in 2010. As a matter of fact, I'll start today.
5) Save even more money....the LORD is making a way for this to happen, and I plan to take HIM up on His provisions in my life. Not going to horde, or be a stingy man, but I do want to save more.
6) Give more away in 2010. I want to always be a "giver" and not just a "taker" or an "observer" but a GIVER...
Our "credibility' deficit..some thoughts...
I can't remember a time when the United States has been more partisan, more divided, and more "unrealistic" in our approach to civilized society. Sadly, some "christians" have done little (if anything) to help remedy these maladies.
I grew up in a very conservative (fiscally, theologically, socially) environment and local church setting. I'm very, very grateful for my "upbringing"--even though I was poorer than overused soil. I was pretty much raised to see issues "one way"...and that was the 'way our church' or 'our culture' viewed them. Rarely, if ever, did I think there just might be more than "one side' to any given issue. While very "narrow" indeed, this training saved me a lot of heartache, grief, and trouble that might have otherwise destroyed not only my "faith" but my person, as well.
When I entered the "real world" (after college), I found out that there is often "many sides to any given issue." While I firmly believe in the BIBLICAL ABSOLUTES, there are many things that we considered "absolute" that I would later learn were anything BUT absolute.
I'm deeply troubled when CHRISTIANS 'swallow' everything that any particular "political" or "social" media feeds them--without the least bit of discernment. Example: Some folks will believe every bogus email about President Obama or Madeline Murray O'Hair or Mickey Mouse that is circulated--and particularly those of defamatory character. This is not only sad...it reflects POORLY on those who claim the name of our great Saviour! Some of these same people swallowed every 'spiritual tale' that was spun concerning former President George W Bush (praying for a guy in the Grand Canyon, feeding a hungry child in truck stop, et al)...when such "tales" were proven to be false. While I want to believe the very best about our former President's "heart" toward those who are less fortunate than himself--there's no need to make things up. We lose our credibility when we insist on manufacturing untruths--no matter how well-intentioned these 'untruth' may have been. They are still false.
Not all gay men are rapists, child molesters, drag queens, exhibitionists or philanderers. Some may be guilty of one or more of these awful things. BUT, to paint every person with such a broad stroke is wrong. Morally, ethically, legally, mentally, spiritually WRONG. ( I have an openly gay friend who is a theologian...and none of the above would apply to him.) But labeling people with such defamatory accusations when there is NOT ONE SCINTILLA of truth is not only unkind, it is UNCHRISTIAN.
A very wise pastor once told me, "Remember every piece of bread, regardless of how thin it is, always has at least two sides...and then some edges..." That is advice that I do my very best to remember...every day. I may see one side of the issue...and I may not agree with the "other side" of the issue---but just because I don't agree with it, doesn't mean that it CEASES TO EXIST.
I am not talking about Scriptural absolutes (I wanted to repeat that before anyone reading this decides to label me a "liberal heretic worthy of being burned at the stake"). But Scriptural absolutes and cultural trends/activities are often two birds of "very different feathers."
Jesus Christ is not a White, Anglo-Saxon, Conservative Republican. He is not a "bleeding heart" liberal Democrat either. While I'm all for the political process...the church...and CHRISTIANS in particular must lead the way in restoring civility and credibility to how we view those with whom we disagree--regardless of the issue on which we disagree.
I received a mailing from PLANNED PARENTHOOD the other day (so there really IS a first time for everything). I didn't call their office, ranting and raving. I simply returned the envelope and requested that I be taken off their mailing list. I disagree with 99% of what the organization stands for. Their letter, requesting money, offended me. But I found no need to be "offensive" in return.
I hope I can treat all those with whom I disagree with the same dignity.
I grew up in a very conservative (fiscally, theologically, socially) environment and local church setting. I'm very, very grateful for my "upbringing"--even though I was poorer than overused soil. I was pretty much raised to see issues "one way"...and that was the 'way our church' or 'our culture' viewed them. Rarely, if ever, did I think there just might be more than "one side' to any given issue. While very "narrow" indeed, this training saved me a lot of heartache, grief, and trouble that might have otherwise destroyed not only my "faith" but my person, as well.
When I entered the "real world" (after college), I found out that there is often "many sides to any given issue." While I firmly believe in the BIBLICAL ABSOLUTES, there are many things that we considered "absolute" that I would later learn were anything BUT absolute.
I'm deeply troubled when CHRISTIANS 'swallow' everything that any particular "political" or "social" media feeds them--without the least bit of discernment. Example: Some folks will believe every bogus email about President Obama or Madeline Murray O'Hair or Mickey Mouse that is circulated--and particularly those of defamatory character. This is not only sad...it reflects POORLY on those who claim the name of our great Saviour! Some of these same people swallowed every 'spiritual tale' that was spun concerning former President George W Bush (praying for a guy in the Grand Canyon, feeding a hungry child in truck stop, et al)...when such "tales" were proven to be false. While I want to believe the very best about our former President's "heart" toward those who are less fortunate than himself--there's no need to make things up. We lose our credibility when we insist on manufacturing untruths--no matter how well-intentioned these 'untruth' may have been. They are still false.
Not all gay men are rapists, child molesters, drag queens, exhibitionists or philanderers. Some may be guilty of one or more of these awful things. BUT, to paint every person with such a broad stroke is wrong. Morally, ethically, legally, mentally, spiritually WRONG. ( I have an openly gay friend who is a theologian...and none of the above would apply to him.) But labeling people with such defamatory accusations when there is NOT ONE SCINTILLA of truth is not only unkind, it is UNCHRISTIAN.
A very wise pastor once told me, "Remember every piece of bread, regardless of how thin it is, always has at least two sides...and then some edges..." That is advice that I do my very best to remember...every day. I may see one side of the issue...and I may not agree with the "other side" of the issue---but just because I don't agree with it, doesn't mean that it CEASES TO EXIST.
I am not talking about Scriptural absolutes (I wanted to repeat that before anyone reading this decides to label me a "liberal heretic worthy of being burned at the stake"). But Scriptural absolutes and cultural trends/activities are often two birds of "very different feathers."
Jesus Christ is not a White, Anglo-Saxon, Conservative Republican. He is not a "bleeding heart" liberal Democrat either. While I'm all for the political process...the church...and CHRISTIANS in particular must lead the way in restoring civility and credibility to how we view those with whom we disagree--regardless of the issue on which we disagree.
I received a mailing from PLANNED PARENTHOOD the other day (so there really IS a first time for everything). I didn't call their office, ranting and raving. I simply returned the envelope and requested that I be taken off their mailing list. I disagree with 99% of what the organization stands for. Their letter, requesting money, offended me. But I found no need to be "offensive" in return.
I hope I can treat all those with whom I disagree with the same dignity.
Four Weeks Ago today....
at this very hour, I was in the Recovery Room of the University of Alabama-Birmingham hospital. The LORD had just performed a marvelous "surgery" in both my body and my heart.
He used Dr Jeremy Goodman to do HIS bidding. But it was GOD's work...I fully realize that.
The nurse practitioner had told me (the day before) that I would be "woozy" and wouldn't feel like talking to anyone....but nothing could have been further from the truth. When I arrived back in my hospital room, I saw people rejoicing, and praising God for what had happened! I remember asking someone, "Am I in the hospital, or am I waking up in heaven?" My good friend, Pastor Charles Butler (who came from Chicago to be with me during this event) said, "Brother, you are in the hospital." (I was tempted to ask them if we could "try this again", but I knew better). I was wide awake!
Robert Daugherty, Anthony and Marti Stone, Pastor Charles Butler, Kevin Brooks, Ted and Judy Gee, and a host of other people were in my room, praising the LORD, and rejoicing in what HE had done. I was WIDE AWAKE! And I was ready to "hear all about it."
Pretty soon, I discovered that I had tubes running out of my body....an IV flowing from my left arm, and a foley catheter flowing from my bladder--that catheter was my BEST friend that night....I had a very, very dry throat--the surgeon had intubated me so I could breathe during the procedure...and I had a couple of swollen places on my lips...but it was over!
I started "itching" some, and discovered that half of my otherwise hairy chest had been shaved...why on earth did that happen? Did I 'consent' for them to "shave my chest"? Well, obviously I had given my consent....and yes, the hair would grow back...eventually (I'm still waiting for that...LOL)
About 4:45 p.m. that afternoon, my friend Pastor Charles helped me get up and walk...without coercion from the nursing staff! With the IV pole, the Catheter bag, and a wheel chair in front of me (to steady me), I walked around the corrider of the nursing floor...and felt great....I was also very glad to get back to my bed!
That was FOUR WEEKS ago today....and it seems like only yesterday. Praising God for His favor. Bill George now has a new lease on life...the kidney is "working like a racehorse" (his words, not mine), and we are both recovering nicely.
Praise the Lord!
He used Dr Jeremy Goodman to do HIS bidding. But it was GOD's work...I fully realize that.
The nurse practitioner had told me (the day before) that I would be "woozy" and wouldn't feel like talking to anyone....but nothing could have been further from the truth. When I arrived back in my hospital room, I saw people rejoicing, and praising God for what had happened! I remember asking someone, "Am I in the hospital, or am I waking up in heaven?" My good friend, Pastor Charles Butler (who came from Chicago to be with me during this event) said, "Brother, you are in the hospital." (I was tempted to ask them if we could "try this again", but I knew better). I was wide awake!
Robert Daugherty, Anthony and Marti Stone, Pastor Charles Butler, Kevin Brooks, Ted and Judy Gee, and a host of other people were in my room, praising the LORD, and rejoicing in what HE had done. I was WIDE AWAKE! And I was ready to "hear all about it."
Pretty soon, I discovered that I had tubes running out of my body....an IV flowing from my left arm, and a foley catheter flowing from my bladder--that catheter was my BEST friend that night....I had a very, very dry throat--the surgeon had intubated me so I could breathe during the procedure...and I had a couple of swollen places on my lips...but it was over!
I started "itching" some, and discovered that half of my otherwise hairy chest had been shaved...why on earth did that happen? Did I 'consent' for them to "shave my chest"? Well, obviously I had given my consent....and yes, the hair would grow back...eventually (I'm still waiting for that...LOL)
About 4:45 p.m. that afternoon, my friend Pastor Charles helped me get up and walk...without coercion from the nursing staff! With the IV pole, the Catheter bag, and a wheel chair in front of me (to steady me), I walked around the corrider of the nursing floor...and felt great....I was also very glad to get back to my bed!
That was FOUR WEEKS ago today....and it seems like only yesterday. Praising God for His favor. Bill George now has a new lease on life...the kidney is "working like a racehorse" (his words, not mine), and we are both recovering nicely.
Praise the Lord!
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