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OOPS

Tuesday, February 20th, 2018

What a shame! Maybe I ought to say, “What a shame we make mistakes.” The one good thing is that we all do it. No one stands alone. I’m not talking about sin.  We all do that as well. I mean, mistakes. Forgetting to do something. Failing to do something. It wasn’t blatant. Inadvertent might be a better word.

I did that. Just yesterday. Since the first of the year I have posted a music video which tells a story or a truth every Sunday/Monday. I failed to do that today. I know you are extremely disappointed. I can see it in the tears which roll down your cheeks even as you came here to watch. I’m so sorry I ruined your day. But then again, if watching a video I post is the highlight of your day I think I would be correct in saying, “You need a life.”  🙂  I mean, I’m honored I would have that much influence but…

Anyway, Saturday evening I received an email from Tami (my oldest in case you don’t know) and she said, “I was searching Apple music and saw this song. I thought it would fit.” Now…even as I post this I have to say I am not a fan of Rend Collective. Ryan, our youth pastor, thinks they are fantastic. But what does he know? He’s 1/2 my age (literally) and likes weird music (rap included). I, on the other hand, have the most excellent taste in music. 🙂  Anyway, I thought I would honor Tami in this post by including this song.

Enjoy. And you should be able to figure out why she thought it appropriate.

Refreshing

Sunday, February 11th, 2018

This past Friday night I honored Jo.

Now…before you get to thinking, “My. my, what a great husband,” let me tell you how I did. You may also change your mind from “what a great husband” to “what a cad.” Okay…maybe not that bad, but you may change your mind.

Friday is my day off. It was anything but a day off as we had a chiropractor appointment, had time to eat lunch and then headed to Terre Haute (almost an hour away) for a funeral visitation of a fine, godly man who died quickly from cancer. His son owns the Nissan dealership where I buy my vehicles. Anyway, we rushed back after that to go to the local theater to see a movie.

A movie I had no desire to see whatsoever. But one she wanted to see. I wanted to honor her so I went.

How was I supposed to know I would come away refreshed? Laughing? Feeling good? And wanting to see it again?  Yeah…I wanted to honor her with the wrong attitude.  But I am so glad I did!!! Some of her movies/musicals I cringe at seeing (like Beauty and the Beast) but this is one time I chose to go.

The movie?  Actually a musical. Here’s the big moment… The Greatest Showman. Exceptional movie with fantastic music. The core meaning of the movie stands out: All lives matter.  Hmmm seems like I know SOMEONE who taught us that.

My song for today? Here is one of them from the movie. Please take the time to listen and read the lyrics as you do.  In the movie the character she plays has PCOS. Hers manifested itself in a full beard. The lyrics speak even louder when you know that.

We might actually go see it again this afternoon. Hard to beat a free movie.

Covered

Sunday, February 4th, 2018

I am, if the truth be known, an eclectic listener of music. I can jump from Tommy James and Frankie Valli to rock to melodic metal to worship music to classical. There are certain kinds I won’t listen to (country, rap, R&B, and opera to name a few).  Personal preference I know. That is why there are so many genres I suppose.

Last week during our worship music set we sang the following song. I heard it about a year ago sung by a high school student who was worshiping with us before she shipped out to the military.  We have since sung it with our worship team.  I LOVE this song!  If it wasn’t for Good, Good Father, it just may be my favorite.

This is my song of the week. My prayer is it will be meaningful start to your week.  It is a little long in this version but we have shortened it.

 

Tribute

Tuesday, January 30th, 2018

Today I honor someone else.

She has been with me permanently for 44 1/2 years. Lord willing, it will be 45 on June 16th.

She is the fantastic mother of my two daughters.

She is the doting mamaw to our only grandson.

She has been my helper, my supporter, my cheerleader (without the outfit…rats!) all these years.

She has gone wherever we have believed God has led us.

She has been a rock through the good times and the tough times.

Her primary love language is Quality Time (and let’s me know when she isn’t getting it).  🙂

She never has been and still is not athletic. She is not like the Energizer bunny. She would prefer to spend a quiet night at home watching TV than go out on the town (which is a good thing). She loves to eat out (but has trouble picking it unless we have been blessed with a gift card). She has a few (very few) close friends. She loves being behind the scenes and pushing me forward. She prefers a stress-free life (her personality type wants peace).

And she’s married to me!

That makes me the most fortunate man on the planet.  I haven’t always known that or believed that but this past year has been a “dream” for both of us. We took a dream vacation thanks to someone in the church. We have been able to dream bigger in our marriage due to a newfound love and respect for each other. I could go on but if she reads this I could get shot. (It would have to be an imaginary gun since I don’t own one).  I’m embarrassing her because she hates attention being brought to herself.

I woke her up this morning playing this song on the record player she got me for Christmas. She knows this is my #2 song of all time. Cheesy I know. I even told her that but since I don’t sing and he does, I let the record say it for me. We’ll spend a quiet day together doing some errands, eating lunch out somewhere so she can be at home tonight watching NCIS, and just enjoying each other’s company. Just the way she likes it.

I love ya baby! (Frankie sings that).

Father

Sunday, January 28th, 2018

A lot has been written about our earthly father and his influence upon our lives. You know…

“I am who I am today because of my father.” (Positive)

“I am who I am today because of my father.” (Negative)

“My father’s example was one I wanted to emulate.”

“My father’s example was not one I wanted to emulate.”

“I desire to raise my children the same way my father raised me.”

“I desire to raise my children differently than my father raised me.”

I could go on and on. Many people who are much smarter and wiser than me have said, “Your view of God is very often tied to your view of your earthly father.” In my case, I concur. Conditional love and acceptance. AWOL at times. Preoccupied with other things. I could go on but this is not a body slam on my late father.

I know some, many who have come to see me in my office or at a meal, who have screamed for a father who loved them. “What was wrong with me?” “Why couldn’t he just love me the way I was?” “Why did he try to live his life through me?” The litany goes on. Little girls especially need their father to be more than a biological necessity.

During Pastor Appreciation Month (which is also my birthday month) our worship leaders had this wood hanging made for me. I treasure it. I have it displayed on a table in my office. It just might be the first thing people see when they walk by or enter.

The song I’m highlighting today is one of my favorites from which this plague comes. Hope you enjoy it.

 

Sea

Sunday, January 21st, 2018

It is easy to feel somewhat insignificant. I believe it is often at the root of much of what ails people, even to the point of taking their own lives. It is sad so many have gotten to the point of not caring. I ache each time I hear of someone who finds their life so overwhelming or so trivial or so uninspiring that they decide it isn’t worth living. Frankly, we haven’t helped that out very much. We idolize people who shouldn’t (like no one should be). We cast aside those who appear to be “less than worthy” of our attention. We lose sight of people being important, no matter who they are. We use people and then wonder why in the world they end up lost and in a world of hurt.

The Christ-follower has the greatest message in the world…the message of a loving God who gave His only Son to give meaning and purpose to life-to lives deemed insignificant. Sometimes I want to shout it from the housetops or take someone by the collar (in love of course… 🙂 ) or look someone straight in the face and say, “You don’t have to do this. You don’t have to feel this way. I know Someone who loves your brokenness and has a way to make you whole.”

For my song this week I want to share an old one from around 2003. I’m on a Kutless kick right now and if I was to choose my favorite song by them it would be the one I’m asking you to listen to. I hope you will take a moment to listen to and read the lyrics. YOU MATTER! YOU ARE IMPORTANT! BUT SO ARE ALL THOSE OTHERS IN THE SEA OF FACES.

All

Sunday, January 14th, 2018

Sunday I spoke about the need for surrender.

NOT CONFORMED…BUT TRANSFORMED

The more I study, the more I am convinced of something. You may disagree with me and that is, of course, your prerogative. 🙂 We hear a lot from people and yes, singers, telling us we need more of God. I have no qualms about craving God. He says, “Be still and know I am God.”  Jesus said, “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness.” Desiring to know God should be a daily prayer on our lips.

But what if we have missed the boat on this? Now…please hear me out. Maybe it isn’t so much of us needing more of God. Maybe it is God having more of us. Could this be the emphasis of surrender? I think there is validity to that statement.

So here is my statement in a nutshell: I don’t think it is a matter of me having more of God. It is a matter of Him having more of me. {Note: perhaps they work in tandem?} No matter how you look at it, it involves surrender. It involves a willingness to give it all to Him-my life, my thoughts, my mind, my will. In short: not to be conformed but to be transformed.  Or as J.B.Phillips put it in his paraphrase of the NT: “Don’t let the world squeeze you into its mold.”

In this post I mentioned a song I was going to use before Sunday’s message. You can read about it there. But while riding my bike (inside) on Thursday morning I heard this song and was immediately struck by its meaning. I also “felt” like I ought to use it instead. So I did. Enjoy the song but please, please, pay attention to the words.

 

All In

Thursday, January 11th, 2018

My sermon for this Sunday begins a new series called “Transformed.” I’m going to be dealing with verses 1-2 this week…more verse 2 than the first.

NOT CONFORMED…BUT TRANSFORMED

I think it a vital and much-needed message for our day and age. When Tami (our daughter) saw my title and Scripture, she told me then texted me a link to a song I should use. I was going to until I was riding my bike this morning (inside) and was listening to Kutless on my Spotify playlist. I heard a song I am going to use instead. Actually, I plan to use that for my Music Monday post. But for this post, I want to play the song Tami suggested. Hope you enjoy it.  Click here to listen to it. And trust me when I say she and I DO NOT have the same tastes.

They are calling for some really nasty weather to come in later today (Thursday). I tend to agree with Doc Brown on this one: “Since when can the weatherman predict the weather?” Ice (1-3″) followed by the possibility of up to 9″ of snow. I HOPE THEY ARE DEAD WRONG!  But if not, not much I can do about it except stay safe and warm.

You do the same.

Run

Sunday, January 7th, 2018

In my message Sunday I talked about God bringing dead men back to life (spiritually). One of the essentials of that is allowing God to “breathe” into us. Ezekiel 36 talks about how God wants to take away our heart of stone and give us a heart of flesh. Then in chapter 37 we find the amazing story of dead men’s bones coming to life.

It is not easy to stay strong. It is not easy staying committed. It is not easy making time for the Father. That is one of the reasons why I am doing my other blog Be Transformed. Being transformed takes place on a daily basis. It is not a once-in-a-lifetime hyper-jacked event. It is not an emotional experience. To be candid I see it as a “daily plodding.” Not that I see having a relationship with Jesus as a daily plod, but that I see a relationship as a daily “work in progress.” “Work out your salvation with fear and trembling,” the Bible says. That is not a works-based salvation; it is an awareness of the need for awe and respect and reverence for God.

Since I have my other blog to write some serious thoughts, I want to be a little creative with Cycleguy’s Spin. I’m thinking of calling Monday’s entries “Music Monday” where I share a song that “speaks” to me. Given my state of mind right now spiritually; my focus in my sermons and blog; I’d like to ask you to listen to this song.  The lesson is “pointed.”

I’d like to hear your thoughts.

Vows

Wednesday, January 3rd, 2018

New Year’s day is the day people make (what we call) resolutions. I suspect statistics will show most resolutions will be broken by the end of January. Maybe sooner. I stopped making resolutions years ago. I still reflect and tell myself I want to accomplish certain things but setting resolutions is not on my radar.

Yesterday (Tuesday) I drove to Avon (a little over an hour away) to visit a lady in the hospital. There is a nasty flu strain going around which the flu shot doesn’t even touch. She caught it. Anyway, as I was driving I had Kutless on my Spotify. This song came on. It resonated in me as I thought about 2018. I wanted to share it with you. And despite what your idea may be of Kutless’ music (if you have heard it before), I think this will be worth your while to listen.

Part of my vow is growing in my faith. I want to be transformed into His likeness. An important part of that is spending time in the Word each day. And to bring others along with me. I am convinced a daily time in the Word is vital to maintaining a vibrant faith. That is why I started my new website called Be Transformed. It is for me to be consistent and hopefully to encourage others to do the same. Please join me in the study/discussion.