Most of us have voiced our displeasure with the retail insistence of stacking holiday merchandise on top of other holiday merchandise. There is no other way to explain how a turkey wound up on top of a Christmas tree instead of a traditional star. I am writing on Monday before Thanksgiving and wondering if I should be deciding what size heart-shaped box of candy I should buy my wife for Valentine's Day.
The truth is that I like to keep my holidays separated in time and thought. As much as I like Christmas, I refuse to decorate for the Christmas season until after the last bite of turkey and dressing have been consumed and the final whistle has blown for the last football game.
Don't get me wrong - I really like Thanksgiving and Christmas and all the other holidays for what they signify. The food is great; being with family is wonderful; and a little time off from work is relaxing. But ultimately, I want to hold on to Thanksgiving as a day unto itself because we all need a time to stop, reflect, and give thanks. I don't deserve the family, friends, and possessions that are part of my life. But along the way, God chose to bless me with that which I didn't earn nor deserve. The greatest such blessing was His gift of grace. At Christmas, I will celebrate that gift even more.
So this week - I give thanks for all the blessings that fill my life.
At Christmas - I will celebrate the birth of Jesus who ultimately paid the full price for my sin that I might have eternal life.
On New Year's Day - I will rejoice in the start of a new year and the opportunities it brings.
Valentine's Day - I celebrate the love that have with my wonderful life.
Arbor Day - Who knows - by then, I may be in the mood to plant a tree.
I just don't want to let the holidays run together so that I miss their singular meaning. Happy Thanksgiving!
Monday, November 22, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Teams, Celebrations, and Values
The previous two evenings have been real times of celebration. On Tuesday evening, October 12, 2010, the Texas Rangers major league baseball team beat the Tampa Bay Rays 5 - 1 to advance to the next round of the playoffs. This was their first playoff series to win in the history of the team. To a Texas Ranger fan, it just doesn't get any better (unless they also win the next playoff series. To top it off, one of their top players has an issue with alcohol. To celebrate the win, they sprayed Ginger Ale on each other instead of the traditional champagne so that he could be part of the celebration. What a demonstration of being a real team!
When I thought it couldn't get any better, on Wednesday evening, October 13, 2010, in Chile, rescue workers completed the task of safely getting all 33 miners out of the mine where they had been trapped for 70 days. The first 17 days they existed on 1/2 cup of milk, two spoons of tuna, and a cracker, once every 48 hours. The government of Chile with help from nations all over the world mobilized an amazing rescue effort that resulted in a tremendous celebration as each miner emerged from the mine. The miners themselves had times of work, exercise, and encouragement as they passed the time hoping for rescue. One miner said that there were actually 34 of them - God was always with them. Their team effort and the efforts of the rescue team is one that will inspire people for years to come.
As much as I like baseball, I was reminded this week that it is still only a game even though a group of men demonstrated class and true teamwork. Their effort was worth great joy to the players and their fans. It will also be worth quite a few dollars to the players, coaches, and owners of the team. Their celebration was memorable.
The rescue of the miners was not a game; it was real life. The lives of 33 men were directly impacted by the work efforts of hundreds and the prayers of tens of thousands. Their families experienced the joy of the return of husbands, sons, fathers, and brothers. Many of them will also benefit financially as their stories are told and sold to various media outlets. Their celebration was priceless.
In the course of our busyness and interests, it is easy to believe that the most important things are whether our team wins or looses a game. This week we have all been reminded that human life is of much greater value than all the games that will ever be played. It is reason enough to celebrate life and the God who created life, and made man in His own Image.
When I thought it couldn't get any better, on Wednesday evening, October 13, 2010, in Chile, rescue workers completed the task of safely getting all 33 miners out of the mine where they had been trapped for 70 days. The first 17 days they existed on 1/2 cup of milk, two spoons of tuna, and a cracker, once every 48 hours. The government of Chile with help from nations all over the world mobilized an amazing rescue effort that resulted in a tremendous celebration as each miner emerged from the mine. The miners themselves had times of work, exercise, and encouragement as they passed the time hoping for rescue. One miner said that there were actually 34 of them - God was always with them. Their team effort and the efforts of the rescue team is one that will inspire people for years to come.
As much as I like baseball, I was reminded this week that it is still only a game even though a group of men demonstrated class and true teamwork. Their effort was worth great joy to the players and their fans. It will also be worth quite a few dollars to the players, coaches, and owners of the team. Their celebration was memorable.
The rescue of the miners was not a game; it was real life. The lives of 33 men were directly impacted by the work efforts of hundreds and the prayers of tens of thousands. Their families experienced the joy of the return of husbands, sons, fathers, and brothers. Many of them will also benefit financially as their stories are told and sold to various media outlets. Their celebration was priceless.
In the course of our busyness and interests, it is easy to believe that the most important things are whether our team wins or looses a game. This week we have all been reminded that human life is of much greater value than all the games that will ever be played. It is reason enough to celebrate life and the God who created life, and made man in His own Image.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Are Some Things Too Hard?
When my grandfather died at the age of 68, my grandmother said, "This is too hard; I can't make it through." But she did. In fact, she lived another 25 years, baked chocolate pies, and quilted with a ladies group from her church.
When my daughter was in high school, she brought home her literature book and threw it down saying, "No one can understand this Shakespeare stuff; it is too hard!" But we waded through Mr. Shakespeare's tragedy and our daughter made a good grade. However, she is still not a fan of Shakespeare.
Right now I am working on an assignment related to a church that just seems too hard. It occupies my thoughts and keeps me from focusing well on other important tasks that also need to be done. I keep putting off finishing this particular assisgnment because my mind says it is too hard.
Are some things really too hard or do we just imagine that they are too hard? The real answer to both is probably "Yes." A great number of things are beyond my limited skill set and always will be. Some of those things are just beyond my physical strength to do while others are impossible for me because of a lack of knowledge. And some, well, they just paralyze me and keep me from ever trying. My guess is that all of us could fill in some blanks and name some specific areas that we would label as being too hard for us.
If I were to stop this post here, I would be very discouraged, but there is more to say and a reason to hope. Some of the most difficult tasks I have ever been given came from one who knew all of my strengths and all of my limitations. Even with that knowledge, he gave me tasks that were simply too hard for me. And yet the surprising reality is that I accepted the challenged and saw those tasks completed. Am I just an overachiever? No! But I am a believer. In the Bible, Paul wrote, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." (Philippians 4:13). When Jesus' disciples pushed for an explanation about how something that to them seemed impossible could happen, Jesus told them, "With men this is impossible, but with God all things are possible." (Matthew 19:26)
There is no doubt - for us, a lot of things are way too hard - literally, they are impossible. But the impossible often becomes the possible when God is involved. My impossible assignment with a church can be accomplished as long as I am willing for God to be in charge and I am an obedient follower.
When my daughter was in high school, she brought home her literature book and threw it down saying, "No one can understand this Shakespeare stuff; it is too hard!" But we waded through Mr. Shakespeare's tragedy and our daughter made a good grade. However, she is still not a fan of Shakespeare.
Right now I am working on an assignment related to a church that just seems too hard. It occupies my thoughts and keeps me from focusing well on other important tasks that also need to be done. I keep putting off finishing this particular assisgnment because my mind says it is too hard.
Are some things really too hard or do we just imagine that they are too hard? The real answer to both is probably "Yes." A great number of things are beyond my limited skill set and always will be. Some of those things are just beyond my physical strength to do while others are impossible for me because of a lack of knowledge. And some, well, they just paralyze me and keep me from ever trying. My guess is that all of us could fill in some blanks and name some specific areas that we would label as being too hard for us.
If I were to stop this post here, I would be very discouraged, but there is more to say and a reason to hope. Some of the most difficult tasks I have ever been given came from one who knew all of my strengths and all of my limitations. Even with that knowledge, he gave me tasks that were simply too hard for me. And yet the surprising reality is that I accepted the challenged and saw those tasks completed. Am I just an overachiever? No! But I am a believer. In the Bible, Paul wrote, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." (Philippians 4:13). When Jesus' disciples pushed for an explanation about how something that to them seemed impossible could happen, Jesus told them, "With men this is impossible, but with God all things are possible." (Matthew 19:26)
There is no doubt - for us, a lot of things are way too hard - literally, they are impossible. But the impossible often becomes the possible when God is involved. My impossible assignment with a church can be accomplished as long as I am willing for God to be in charge and I am an obedient follower.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Is Waiting Worth It?
Thirty-three miners trapped for 17 days in an underground mine in Chile! There are two amazing stories here - one, all 33 are alive and well; and two, it will take 2-4 months to get them out of the mine. A small hole was drilled that enabled a message to be sent from the miners to the surface that they were alive and safe. That same hole can be used for sending food and water to the miners and maintaining communication with them. However, the hole is too small to use to remove the miners. It will take 2-4 months to drill a large enough openning to use for the release of the miners from the mine. Christmas is the time being used most often in the news reports as a time for their release.
After seeing that on the news, I wondered if I were one of those 33, could I wait that long to be rescued? Or if I were one of the family members of one of those 33, could I patiently wait for a larger hole to be dug over a 2-4 month period for my loved one to be rescued?
We all have a tendency to expect everything we want to happen quickly. The truth is that most things of real value and importance do not happen quickly, rather they tend to develop and evolve over an extended period of time. For example, an education is often measured by the time period of kindergarten through 12th grade, followed by 4 years of college and maybe 2 to 4 years of graduate school. The truth is that an education is a lifelong process that still has many gaps when our physical lives end.
Today we are concerned about the year long time that a military serviceman might serve in Afghanistan or in Iraq. The truth is that many of them serve two, three, or even four tours of a year each. Some of our fathers and grandfathers served up to four years away from family during World War II either in Europe, Africa, or the Pacific. Whether today or yesterday, it is a long time waiting for a loved one to come home safely.
I wish that I could get a better grasp of the entirety of life. Maybe then I could accept that some of life's events don't really take as long as I currently believe they do. At the same time, maybe I could be more patient in waiting for those happenings that will actually take an extended period of time.
One final thought today - in the area where I live, today is the first day of a new school year for many school districts. My own children have been out of public schools for 16 and 18 years respectively. That is a long time. But it must be a short time because I can still remember the days that each of them was born, the first time I held them, and the first time I heard their sweet little cries.
Time is a funny thing. Two to four months seems like a lifetime if you are trapped in a mine. Two to four months isn't even a full semester of one school year. "Lord, help me be patient enough to wait for the things that are worthwhile and that add value to life. Help me to be disciplined enough to resist quick and easy fixes that have little value and marginalize life."
After seeing that on the news, I wondered if I were one of those 33, could I wait that long to be rescued? Or if I were one of the family members of one of those 33, could I patiently wait for a larger hole to be dug over a 2-4 month period for my loved one to be rescued?
We all have a tendency to expect everything we want to happen quickly. The truth is that most things of real value and importance do not happen quickly, rather they tend to develop and evolve over an extended period of time. For example, an education is often measured by the time period of kindergarten through 12th grade, followed by 4 years of college and maybe 2 to 4 years of graduate school. The truth is that an education is a lifelong process that still has many gaps when our physical lives end.
Today we are concerned about the year long time that a military serviceman might serve in Afghanistan or in Iraq. The truth is that many of them serve two, three, or even four tours of a year each. Some of our fathers and grandfathers served up to four years away from family during World War II either in Europe, Africa, or the Pacific. Whether today or yesterday, it is a long time waiting for a loved one to come home safely.
I wish that I could get a better grasp of the entirety of life. Maybe then I could accept that some of life's events don't really take as long as I currently believe they do. At the same time, maybe I could be more patient in waiting for those happenings that will actually take an extended period of time.
One final thought today - in the area where I live, today is the first day of a new school year for many school districts. My own children have been out of public schools for 16 and 18 years respectively. That is a long time. But it must be a short time because I can still remember the days that each of them was born, the first time I held them, and the first time I heard their sweet little cries.
Time is a funny thing. Two to four months seems like a lifetime if you are trapped in a mine. Two to four months isn't even a full semester of one school year. "Lord, help me be patient enough to wait for the things that are worthwhile and that add value to life. Help me to be disciplined enough to resist quick and easy fixes that have little value and marginalize life."
Thursday, May 27, 2010
The Other side of an Issue
The following post is an article that I wrote to appear in the June 2010 issue of the Connections, a monthly newsletter published by Denton Baptist Association.
“The Other Side of an Issue”
In 1979 I was the pastor of a church in a small college town. Three men in their late 20s on student visas from Iran began attending our church. Their religion was Islam but they wanted to find out about Christianity. When the government of the Shah of Iran collapsed and he went into exile, they returned to their native country of Iran and the new leadership of Ayatollah Khomeini. I had spent several hours with them over six weeks answering some of their questions. I still wonder what impact that time had upon their lives as they returned to a revolution in progress.
Today, political and religious persecution in Myanmar (Burma) has resulted in people leaving their homeland rather than returning to it. One of those groups, the Chin (they are officially sanctioned as political refugees by our nation), began settling in the North Texas area particularly in Lewisville. As awareness of their presence grew, a new church was begun in our association focused on reaching the Chin people. The ministry expanded as more Chin moved to the area to include helping these refugee families find housing, enter the workforce, learn English, and adjust to their new home. FBC, Flower Mound, has been instrumental in developing a refugee ministry to the Chin and have been joined by The Village Church in making a lasting difference in the lives of these families.
Sometimes people arrive in our country not because of politics or education but for economic or safety reasons as is often the case with people from Mexico. One Hispanic congregation in our area is located in a rural area of our county. While the surrounding countryside appears only sparsely populated, on Sundays the church overflows with people of all ages. Many of the members are citizens of this country, but many are not. Of those that are not, many are undocumented. Week by week, people hear the faithful preaching of the Word and many are saved and baptized. Lives are being changed.
Each of these true stories represents the other side of immigration. The political side makes the news. Like you, I know that we have many immigration issues that need solutions. Securing the borders, determining who can receive government benefits, and managing 12-20 million undocumented immigrants currently in our country are just some of the issues that our nation must resolve. But the other side of immigration – the human side – is often ignored or neglected.
I believe that regardless of how someone arrived in our country and regardless of his status, the church composed of followers of Jesus has a God-given responsibility to minister to everyone and to share the love of God with all. In Deuteronomy 10:18 (NIV), the scripture says that God “executes justice for the orphan and the widow, and shows His love for the alien by giving him food and clothing.” As Baptists, we have raised huge sums of money to send missionaries all over the world to share Christ. Today, the world has arrived in our country. Shall we now turn the other way and ignore those who sojourn and live among us?
The opportunities for the church are limitless in these areas today. If language is an issue, then the church can teach English in homes, churches, and even where day laborers gather. If education is an issue, then the church can provide mentors and tutors in the schools. If nutrition is an issue, then the church can offer help in meal preparation and healthy eating. If morality is an issue, then the church shares Jesus and teaches His Word.
My ideas are not creative; they are only listed in the hope of opening our eyes to the people around us and their needs. As we see them, let’s begin to minister, not based on documentation, country of origin, or world religion, but on the basis of Jesus’ example and teaching. It was a Samaritan who stopped by the road and bandaged the wounds of the beaten Jew and provided for his care. Regardless of your political views on immigration, the humanity of all people cannot be neglected or ignored. How will you and your church represent Jesus to humanity in your community?
Monday, May 10, 2010
Serving a Community and Its People
The flooding in Nashville has greatly impacted the lives of people, their economy, and their welfare. The Grand Ole Opry was flooded out of its current location. It will take some time for repairs to be made before they can go home again. But the show has continued to go on. They performed at two former locations for the Opry, but both are not large enough venues for today's audiences. I just read a few minutes ago that Two Rivers Baptist Church has offered the Grand Ole Opry the use of their large auditorium for their shows. This is a tremendous testimony of diverse parts of a community pulling together to help each other. It also helps validate what I have been saying for some time - country music crosses a multitude of cultural lines as it speaks about the good and the bad in the lives of common people.
I wish had more stories than I could ever use of churches reaching out to make a difference in their communities. I never would want churches to lose sight of their first priority of sharing the Good News of Jesus Christ with people to give them the opportunity to become His disciples. But I do believe that one of the ways that a church gets the listening ear of a community is by serving and meeting real needs just like Two Rivers is doing in Nashville.
Of course, each of us can take similar steps in our own lives. We can find those individuals who need some help with a yard they can no longer mow, a tire they can't change, or the need for a listening ear to share some of their life with.
Haiti, Chile, and Nashville are all places that could use our help. A neighbor next door, a school done the street, and a small business owner at the next intersection might could use our service too. At least give it some thought as you listen to some good country music and remember a church that is providing space for the Grand Ole Opry.
I wish had more stories than I could ever use of churches reaching out to make a difference in their communities. I never would want churches to lose sight of their first priority of sharing the Good News of Jesus Christ with people to give them the opportunity to become His disciples. But I do believe that one of the ways that a church gets the listening ear of a community is by serving and meeting real needs just like Two Rivers is doing in Nashville.
Of course, each of us can take similar steps in our own lives. We can find those individuals who need some help with a yard they can no longer mow, a tire they can't change, or the need for a listening ear to share some of their life with.
Haiti, Chile, and Nashville are all places that could use our help. A neighbor next door, a school done the street, and a small business owner at the next intersection might could use our service too. At least give it some thought as you listen to some good country music and remember a church that is providing space for the Grand Ole Opry.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Wiser or Just Older?
As a child, I never understood my grandparents talking about the years flying by. To me they seemed to take forever. Christmas and birthdays were the slowest times of all. Today, I speak the same words my grandparents uttered - "the years are flying by and birthdays come all too frequently!" It seems prudent to do some self-evaluation around a birthday. With this rapid passing of time, it appears that need to slow down for a moment and ask myself a very personal and critical question - "Am I getting any wiser with the passing of these years or am I just getting older?"
The truth is that I really don't feel comfortable answering that question in something as public as a blog. But the reality is that people around me are answering that very question about me with each passing year. They don't give me the answer in so many words but they certainly make the assessment based on the conversations we have, the decisions I make, and the observations they have regarding my behavior. With that in mind, I might as well confess my own thoughts about myself.
There is no doubt that some of what happens in my life as I grow older is just that - growing older. My hair is retreating from my head and making its way into my ears and nostrils. When I get up in the mornings, I sound like a cereal - as I move, I hear "snap, crackle, and pop." My favorite stories are really my favorite stories. I like them so much that I tell them over and over to the same people. I forget people's names - rarely do I forget my own but I think that is only a few birthdays away. I do have one of those plastic containers for sorting my morning and evening medications for a week. While I have two great doctors, visits to their offices have not become the highlight of my social schedule - yet! My other holdout on the aging process is that I refuse to eat oatmeal or prunes. Blue Bell and Mexican restaurants have much more to offer.
On the other side of this question - am I getting any wiser - I struggle a little more to be honest and accurate in my evaluation. I still do some impulsive spending, but I am watching carefully my retirement account. I am more concious about what is best for my body, but - well you already read the Blue Bell and Mexican food comments in the paragraph above.
Accomplishments are important, but I believe today that relationships are more important. My wife, our children, their spouses, our grandchildren, our parents, and our friends (old and new) hold greater importance to me than what I will accomplish today.
While I became a Christ follower at the age of 10, there is no doubt that my faith is stronger today than it has ever been. No, it is not just because I am closer to death than when I was born (the truth is that we all are) but rather because I see the real differences that Jesus makes in how we determine values, how we can love others, and how we can truly serve.
Like most of us, I have some things in my past that I wish I could go back and do over - not because they were so much fun, but because I would do them right this time - or at least I think I would. I don't know if that is a sign of wisdom or just regret.
This I do know regardless of whether you think I am just older or maybe a little wiser - I am blessed with the life that has been given to me. My wife is the best. I married way over my head. My children make me proud everyday. My grandchildren bring joy with their energy and their curiosity and sensitivity. My job holds my interest and challenges my knowledge and abilities daily. My God is great beyond my simple words to describe. I love and I am loved. Maybe, just maybe, I am both older and wiser.
The truth is that I really don't feel comfortable answering that question in something as public as a blog. But the reality is that people around me are answering that very question about me with each passing year. They don't give me the answer in so many words but they certainly make the assessment based on the conversations we have, the decisions I make, and the observations they have regarding my behavior. With that in mind, I might as well confess my own thoughts about myself.
There is no doubt that some of what happens in my life as I grow older is just that - growing older. My hair is retreating from my head and making its way into my ears and nostrils. When I get up in the mornings, I sound like a cereal - as I move, I hear "snap, crackle, and pop." My favorite stories are really my favorite stories. I like them so much that I tell them over and over to the same people. I forget people's names - rarely do I forget my own but I think that is only a few birthdays away. I do have one of those plastic containers for sorting my morning and evening medications for a week. While I have two great doctors, visits to their offices have not become the highlight of my social schedule - yet! My other holdout on the aging process is that I refuse to eat oatmeal or prunes. Blue Bell and Mexican restaurants have much more to offer.
On the other side of this question - am I getting any wiser - I struggle a little more to be honest and accurate in my evaluation. I still do some impulsive spending, but I am watching carefully my retirement account. I am more concious about what is best for my body, but - well you already read the Blue Bell and Mexican food comments in the paragraph above.
Accomplishments are important, but I believe today that relationships are more important. My wife, our children, their spouses, our grandchildren, our parents, and our friends (old and new) hold greater importance to me than what I will accomplish today.
While I became a Christ follower at the age of 10, there is no doubt that my faith is stronger today than it has ever been. No, it is not just because I am closer to death than when I was born (the truth is that we all are) but rather because I see the real differences that Jesus makes in how we determine values, how we can love others, and how we can truly serve.
Like most of us, I have some things in my past that I wish I could go back and do over - not because they were so much fun, but because I would do them right this time - or at least I think I would. I don't know if that is a sign of wisdom or just regret.
This I do know regardless of whether you think I am just older or maybe a little wiser - I am blessed with the life that has been given to me. My wife is the best. I married way over my head. My children make me proud everyday. My grandchildren bring joy with their energy and their curiosity and sensitivity. My job holds my interest and challenges my knowledge and abilities daily. My God is great beyond my simple words to describe. I love and I am loved. Maybe, just maybe, I am both older and wiser.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
A Picture of Jesus
The History Channel has presented a documentary based on the work of graphic experts attempting to recreate a picture of Jesus from the Shroud of Turin. To accomplish their task, they have used advanced 3D software to capture a more accurate image from the shroud that some claim was the shroud that Jesus' body was wrapped in following His crucifixion. While their process was unique and interesting, there is no certainty that the resulting picture looks anything like the Jesus looked during his earthly life.
Many people have commented about the picture saying that it doesn't look like Jesus. What are they comparing the History Channel's picture to? It is not like Jesus handed out wallet size photos to the disciples and his closest friends and family members. Most are comparing the new picture to one that is either in their Bible or hangs in their church or appears on a poster. We sometimes forget that those were simply paintings by artists centuries after the time of Jesus. There were no Polaroids and digital prints during the 1st Century.
I did see one lady interviewed on a television news program that I agreed with. She said: "I don't care about what Jesus looked like; I just care about what He did." Wow! That is a great statement that should reflect the outlook of all of us. As we approach Good Friday and then Easter Sunday, here are a few statements about what Jesus did:
Many people have commented about the picture saying that it doesn't look like Jesus. What are they comparing the History Channel's picture to? It is not like Jesus handed out wallet size photos to the disciples and his closest friends and family members. Most are comparing the new picture to one that is either in their Bible or hangs in their church or appears on a poster. We sometimes forget that those were simply paintings by artists centuries after the time of Jesus. There were no Polaroids and digital prints during the 1st Century.
I did see one lady interviewed on a television news program that I agreed with. She said: "I don't care about what Jesus looked like; I just care about what He did." Wow! That is a great statement that should reflect the outlook of all of us. As we approach Good Friday and then Easter Sunday, here are a few statements about what Jesus did:
- God chose to become like one of us by taking on flesh and living among us being born as the baby Jesus. "The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth." John 1:14
- Jesus stated that the only path to God is through faith in Jesus, the Christ. "Jesus said, 'I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.'" John 14:6
- Jesus lived without sinning but took on the sin of all of us that we might have a relationship with God. "God made Him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in Him we might become the righteousness of God." 2 Corinthians 5:21
- Jesus's crucifixion was the great expression of God's love for us. "But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: while we were still sinners, Christ (Jesus) died for us." Romans 5:8
- Jesus' resurrection is God's validation of his promise of eternal life to those who put their faith in Him. "For God so loved the world that He gave His Only Son that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16
This Easter is not about how Jesus looked. It is all about what He did and what that means to me.
Friday, March 19, 2010
It Is All in Your Head
The phrase "it is all in your head" sometimes causes us to take offense. We may interpret that statement to mean that whatever ailment we have complained about is, in reality, simply part of our imagination and not real. The truth is that many of the things we experience begin in the brain and can be treated in the brain. One concert master found this to be true related to the tremors in his arm. His situation and correction were reported by Diane Sawyer on ABC Evening News (watch the video).
I watched the report and began to wonder - are there some things in my brain that need to be adjusted to improved the way I live. No, I don't play the violin, or any other musical instrument for that matter. But I do have impulses in my brain that certainly affect my life in a negative way - the impulse for another piece of fried chicken or seconds on dessert; the impulse to tell someone off to relieve my stress but to greatly add to theirs; or just the impulse to waste time on something trivial when more important matters wait. (I know that those don't sound like deep, dark sinful impulses, but you didn't really think that I was going to confess those things to everyone who can read a blog, did you?)
In 1972, Charlie Shedd wrote a book titled "The Fat Is in Your Head." His point was that we all make decisions and choices about the kinds and amounts of food we eat. If we want to be thinner or healthier, we must decide those things and then make choices that are consistent with the choice.
I would consider a surgery like our violinist friend had if my irregular impulses would be corrected. The results could be the beginning of not only a weight loss journey but maybe, just maybe, there would be a few other things improved along the way.
The reality is that surgery is not the key for myself and probably not for you either. The key for us probably doesn't even fall in the categories of stronger self control, determination, or will. The key may be a spiritual one in that we begin to allow the God who created us in His image to have control in our decision-making and actions that we take as a result of those decisions. He alone has the loving power to control my impulses and give me the desire to live life His way rather than mine.
Monday, March 15, 2010
When You Are the Boss . . .
I watch television for escapism. My favorite shows are mainly investigative dramas. But I have stumbled upon a new CBS program that may make my list of programs to record. "Undercover Boss" is a reality show in which a CEO of a major corporation goes undercover to discover the real jobs and real people within the larger framework of the business. The result is that the "boss" often discovers that some jobs are harder than he understood; some employees are doing more than what is expected; and the basic needs of the employees are usually not known by their supervisors.
This is one program that actually has some lessons worth learning that are applicable to anyone who has a responsibility in working with or supervising others. Some of the best include:
1. Take time to get to know your employees - listen to what they say.
2. Become familiar with what the business is really about.
3. Treat people decently and respectfully regardless of positions and roles.
4. Make decisions based on real information rather than rumored information.
5. Security and safety are major needs for all employees.
6. We don't always know as much as we think we do.
Note to Self: Listening is not just hearing words. Real listening is hearing words, noticing body language, sensing the heart and emotion, placing the communication in context, and offering a response that is genuine and appropriate.
This is one program that actually has some lessons worth learning that are applicable to anyone who has a responsibility in working with or supervising others. Some of the best include:
1. Take time to get to know your employees - listen to what they say.
2. Become familiar with what the business is really about.
3. Treat people decently and respectfully regardless of positions and roles.
4. Make decisions based on real information rather than rumored information.
5. Security and safety are major needs for all employees.
6. We don't always know as much as we think we do.
Note to Self: Listening is not just hearing words. Real listening is hearing words, noticing body language, sensing the heart and emotion, placing the communication in context, and offering a response that is genuine and appropriate.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
When Do We Start the Doings?
Ron Hall and Denver Moore are known for their first book "Same Kind of Different as Me." Their story centers around how Denver Moore, homeless, is befriend by Ron and Deborah Hall and Deborah's subsequent battle and death from cancer. Their second book "What Difference Do It Make?" is a continuation of their ongoing true story.
In this second volume, Denver Moore asks a probing question of Ron Hall: "Mr. Ron, all these white folks be invitin us to their Bible studies. How come none of 'em's invitin us to their Bible doins?" (p. 152)
Several years ago, a friend of mine told me of inviting a new Christian to his church one Sunday morning. When the worship service concluded, the new Christian asked my friend, "But when do we do the stuff?" He was referring to the things he had read about Jesus and disciples doing in the Bible.
Could it be that we are too busy hosting studies that we have scheduled ourselves out of doing? Just saying . . . as I sit in my office, in front of a computer writing a blog . . .
In this second volume, Denver Moore asks a probing question of Ron Hall: "Mr. Ron, all these white folks be invitin us to their Bible studies. How come none of 'em's invitin us to their Bible doins?" (p. 152)
Several years ago, a friend of mine told me of inviting a new Christian to his church one Sunday morning. When the worship service concluded, the new Christian asked my friend, "But when do we do the stuff?" He was referring to the things he had read about Jesus and disciples doing in the Bible.
Could it be that we are too busy hosting studies that we have scheduled ourselves out of doing? Just saying . . . as I sit in my office, in front of a computer writing a blog . . .
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
A Fire Brings Out Memories
An event early this morning in Temple, Texas, has definitely had an impact on my thoughts today. The First Baptist Church in Temple sustained major damage through a fire in the sanctuary, offices, and music areas. Some water and smoke damage is also present in other portions of their facilities. Many people are joining pastor Martin Knox and the FBC family in prayer.
For me, there are many personal memories tied to that church family and the facilities. Shortly after my birth, I was rocked in the nursery. It was my church home until after I married. My spiritual life was greatly shaped through the ministry of that church. I was baptized there when I was 10 years old. I experienced a call to ministry there. My wife and I were married there. My father's funeral was conducted there. My mother still worships there.
With many years of association with the church, there are many events, groups, and individuals that are part of my memories there. For my sake and theirs, I will not recount all of those here. But I will say that laughter and tears have both been part of those memories and relationships.
Obviously, the destruction of buildings by fire will not destroy the memories that I hold. But the fact that the fire burned the place where many of those memories were formed makes this fire seem more significant than might otherwise be the case. I sense the loss that many in that congregation are feeling today as they drive by or stand across the street and see the burned remains of their regular place of worship.
This I know - they will all survive this fire and the church will thrive. Afterall they have a history of such survival. After the fire that destroy their church in 1938, they rebuilt and moved forward. The new building of 1939 was the one that burned today. The same God who lead them through that fire will lead them through this one also. Today there is shock and tears and a great sense of loss. Tomorrow there is hope and promise and a great sense of victory. May the Lord bless FBC, Temple, as they move forward. May the Lord keep the memories of the past in tact as new and greater memories are formed.
For me, there are many personal memories tied to that church family and the facilities. Shortly after my birth, I was rocked in the nursery. It was my church home until after I married. My spiritual life was greatly shaped through the ministry of that church. I was baptized there when I was 10 years old. I experienced a call to ministry there. My wife and I were married there. My father's funeral was conducted there. My mother still worships there.
With many years of association with the church, there are many events, groups, and individuals that are part of my memories there. For my sake and theirs, I will not recount all of those here. But I will say that laughter and tears have both been part of those memories and relationships.
Obviously, the destruction of buildings by fire will not destroy the memories that I hold. But the fact that the fire burned the place where many of those memories were formed makes this fire seem more significant than might otherwise be the case. I sense the loss that many in that congregation are feeling today as they drive by or stand across the street and see the burned remains of their regular place of worship.
This I know - they will all survive this fire and the church will thrive. Afterall they have a history of such survival. After the fire that destroy their church in 1938, they rebuilt and moved forward. The new building of 1939 was the one that burned today. The same God who lead them through that fire will lead them through this one also. Today there is shock and tears and a great sense of loss. Tomorrow there is hope and promise and a great sense of victory. May the Lord bless FBC, Temple, as they move forward. May the Lord keep the memories of the past in tact as new and greater memories are formed.
Monday, January 11, 2010
What Is My Job Description?
Do you ever struggle with what you are suppose to be doing today, or even tomorrow? I know that I sure do. There are days that I have a hard time remembering what my job description really is. Oh, I know what is expected of me at the job I have that provides me a salary. I am expected to relate to numerous churches and church leaders in helping them to fulfil the mission that God has entrusted to them. While that may mean the need for a variety of strategies and approaches, the specific expection is rather clear - focus all of my energy, skills, and gifts in helping them either directly or indirectly. That may mean connecting a church or a leader with another church or leader to accomplish the task.
Likewise, I am on board with my job description within my family. First and foremost, it has to do with loving my (and the Bible says "even as Christ loved the church and gave Himself for her."). Second it focuses on parenting children (while they are grown and married, they still have a need for a listening ear from time to time.) Third, and the most fun, it has to do with grandparenting (permissive, to some extent, but most of all available with time to play even when you have to get down in the floor - easy - getting up again is the hard part!). And the role still involves honoring parents (and age and sickness certainly have an impact here.).
But what I forget sometimes is my job description regarding life - the job description that God gives because He created me as a person. There would be many ways to phrase the description and it probably varies in wording from person to person. There are many specifics in the Bible about how I am to live. Some relate to loving God while others relate to treatment of my fellow man. Some have to do with the character and personality traits that I should develop and others have to do with the utilizing of gifts and skills. Some are specific commands composed of do's and don'ts. If not careful, the list could become so lengthy that the job description gets lost in the confusion.
Ultimately, there is one specific part of the job description God intends me to fulfill - I am to obey Him. My obedience is not based on how that affects me or anyone else. It is a freewill choice in response to God who created me, who loves me, who demonstrated His love for me by sending His Son Jesus into this world to die for my sins, and who extends to me the promise of eternal life when I place my faith in Jesus. Not so hard to obey One who cares for you like that.
"Lord, help me stay focused on my job description for life today!"
Likewise, I am on board with my job description within my family. First and foremost, it has to do with loving my (and the Bible says "even as Christ loved the church and gave Himself for her."). Second it focuses on parenting children (while they are grown and married, they still have a need for a listening ear from time to time.) Third, and the most fun, it has to do with grandparenting (permissive, to some extent, but most of all available with time to play even when you have to get down in the floor - easy - getting up again is the hard part!). And the role still involves honoring parents (and age and sickness certainly have an impact here.).
But what I forget sometimes is my job description regarding life - the job description that God gives because He created me as a person. There would be many ways to phrase the description and it probably varies in wording from person to person. There are many specifics in the Bible about how I am to live. Some relate to loving God while others relate to treatment of my fellow man. Some have to do with the character and personality traits that I should develop and others have to do with the utilizing of gifts and skills. Some are specific commands composed of do's and don'ts. If not careful, the list could become so lengthy that the job description gets lost in the confusion.
Ultimately, there is one specific part of the job description God intends me to fulfill - I am to obey Him. My obedience is not based on how that affects me or anyone else. It is a freewill choice in response to God who created me, who loves me, who demonstrated His love for me by sending His Son Jesus into this world to die for my sins, and who extends to me the promise of eternal life when I place my faith in Jesus. Not so hard to obey One who cares for you like that.
"Lord, help me stay focused on my job description for life today!"
Monday, January 4, 2010
A Fresh, New Year
There are some things that are just at their best when they are brand new - a new jar of peanut butter; fresh clean sheets; the first spoon of Blue Bell French Vanilla or Dutch Chocolate ice cream; the smell of a new car; and the first cry of newborn baby. Of course all of us would put different things on such a list. I already wish I had listed "opening a new book from a favorite author" and "the first corn, green beans, and new potatoes from the garden."
While all of those things are great, perhaps nothing seems better and fresher than the start of a new year. Resolutions designed to improve oneself; better organized stuff; an uncluttered calendar; and a rested body and mind all cause me to believe that 2010 will be a great year. Of course, I had some similar thoughts about this time a year ago related to 2009. But the economy, bad decisions, careless eating, wasted time, and an illness or two messed that year up badly.
The truth is that this year could be great or it could be a lot like last year. The key to which way it goes is in my possession. It all has to do with self-discipline, attitude, and faith. I really wish there were a way to blame failure and disappointment on something or someone other than me. But since reality is imbedded in my personal 2010 resolutions, I guess that I need to acknowledge that my actions or lack of actions, my reactions and thoughts, and my personal faith or lack of faith have much more to do with the evaluation of a given year than the actions of anyone else.
God has created a fresh, new year for me to live. My responsibility is how I will choose to live it. My prayer becomes - "may I live this year in a way that will honor the One who created it."
While all of those things are great, perhaps nothing seems better and fresher than the start of a new year. Resolutions designed to improve oneself; better organized stuff; an uncluttered calendar; and a rested body and mind all cause me to believe that 2010 will be a great year. Of course, I had some similar thoughts about this time a year ago related to 2009. But the economy, bad decisions, careless eating, wasted time, and an illness or two messed that year up badly.
The truth is that this year could be great or it could be a lot like last year. The key to which way it goes is in my possession. It all has to do with self-discipline, attitude, and faith. I really wish there were a way to blame failure and disappointment on something or someone other than me. But since reality is imbedded in my personal 2010 resolutions, I guess that I need to acknowledge that my actions or lack of actions, my reactions and thoughts, and my personal faith or lack of faith have much more to do with the evaluation of a given year than the actions of anyone else.
God has created a fresh, new year for me to live. My responsibility is how I will choose to live it. My prayer becomes - "may I live this year in a way that will honor the One who created it."
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