February, 2012

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Puzzles

Wednesday, February 29th, 2012

THIS. IS. NOT. ABOUT. MY. LOVE. FOR. JIGSAW. PUZZLES.  ALTHOUGH….  🙂

When I first began to toss around a title for this post, I thought of conundrum.  But that sounded too high-falootin’.   When I looked that word up here, you can see the definitions and some synonyms.  So I decided to go with the simpler word (I also thought of enigma).  Anyway, I have two puzzles I want to present to you in this post and get your thoughts.  The first “honked me off” so I had to wait a day or two to write about it.  The second just happened.  Ready?  Here goes:

PUZZLE #1

I pastor a church in a small town so we have a unique thing going on anyway.  I am part of a ministerial association- a loose knit group of pastors who get together for a meeting/sometimes breakfast once a month, and also work to bring a community-wide Thanksgiving and Good Friday service/Easter Sunrise breakfast.  There are definitely some who come with whom I disagree doctrinally, but for the sake of the community, I participate.   Around October of last year, two of the pastors approached a local church pastor (who is only part-time & from another town) and asked his church to cease and desist in allowing PFLAG from using their social hall for meetings. When they received no cooperation, they asked the local pastors to excommunicate the church from the association.  Some of us refused to do so (yes, I was one).  After another “power show” at a meeting, three of the pastors have withdrawn from the association.  (Remember loose-knit with no by-laws, etc).   One of the pastors even denounced us in front of his congregation on a Sunday morning.

So, here is your puzzle discussion.  First, let me set a ground rule.  This is not about the rightness or wrongness of homosexual behavior.  I believe the Bible speaks clearly that it is sinful.  The worn-out adage is true: God loves the sinner, but hates the sin.  So, don’t even discuss that…please.   My contribution to the discussion was “The behavior is wrong Biblically, no question, but we have no power to excommunicate the (———————–) from participating.  Just avoid asking them for active participation (speaking, hosting, etc).  If a leader from the church asks, then tell them.”  Others agreed in one form or another.  Ironically, some of the withdrawing pastors may have “biblical beliefs” against women pastors (I am not comfortable with it); some “churches” that would come close to being classified as a cult (not JW or Mormon, but over-bearing, manipulative, sometimes cussing pastors); and even the health/wealth junk un-gospel, but can’t let this go.  What are your thoughts?  Was I wrong?  How would you have handled it? Would you have said something differently in the meeting? I would love to hear your thoughts.  PLEASE stick to the subject/ground rules. 

OH YEAH…PUZZLE #2.  I WILL COVER THAT SOMETIME NEXT WEEK.  THIS ONE IS LONG ENOUGH.  😛

 

Inferior

Tuesday, February 28th, 2012

First off: this is not a post about feeling inferior.  So…relax!  I am not going onto that bridge with this post.

I HAVE SOMETHING ELSE ON MY MIND FOR NOW

As a warm-up preliminary to my post, please do me a favor and go read this very short post from a new blog friend.   I hope after doing so you will grasp where my title comes from.

In John 10:10 Jesus said, “The thief comes only to steal, kill and destroy.  I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.”  Some of what Dan writes about can be wrapped up into those words from Jesus.  But there is more.  I recently began reading Detox by David Putman devotionally.   One of the things that David points out almost from the beginning is the cunning of our enemy.  I think we all tend to be aware of that aspect of him.  He is into counterfeiting what is real.  But it goes much deeper than just a smoke screen.  We have to come to the realization that His plans are much more involved than merely offering something fake.  He is in it for our ultimate and complete destruction.   Consider these words David wrote:

Satan doesn’t want us to live like Jesus or love like Jesus, and he certainly doesn’t want us to leave what Jesus left behind.  While Jesus came inviting us into His way in order that we might experience a full life,  Satan wants to limit and minimize our lives;  he often does this by introducing us to cheap substitutes like religion.  The substitute is that which ever so subtly nudges Jesus out of our lives.

As you have probably heard it said fairly often, we replace our relationship “with Jesus” with a religion “about Jesus.”  In my own life, I notice that it starts so innocently.  That little justification of “I don’t have time to journal/study/pray” becomes a disturbingly common habit.  Just two days ago, I said,  “I will read my devotions, but don’t have the time right now to pray or journal. I’ll get to it later.”  I even left my Moleskine journal with my Crystal Peaks Youth Ranch leather cover sit on my desk.  Man, I love the smell of that cover!  I love that it looks nice.  I even carried it on my emergency run to the hospital to visit someone (just in case I had some time).  Lo, and behold, I left it in the car.  But Tuesday morning, as I opened up my journal, I realized what I had done.  I even wrote about it.  My busy day had all but wiped out all my good intentions.   And every action was paved with good intentions.

The enemy offers us an inferior lifestyle.  An inferior outlook.  In  fact, everything he offers is inferior.  Let’s not get caught up in his inferiority.  Do you have any thoughts to share?  Have you found yourself settling for second best?

P.S.  HEY EVERYONE!  I AM WRITING THIS P.S. AT 7:30 AM.  I HAVE BEEN TO NUMEROUS BLOGS THIS MORNING AND HAVE TRIED TO COMMENT.  IT APPEARS FACEBOOK IS HAVING PROBLEMS.  IT WILL NOT ALLOW ANY ACTION.  SO PLEASE FORGIVE ME IF I AM UNABLE TO COMMENT ON YOUR SITE AT THIS TIME.  MAYBE THEY WILL GET IT FIXED. 

Embarrassed

Monday, February 27th, 2012

I thought about giving this the title “Jerks” but thought that might not be very nice.  Sadly, the two people who need to read this will never highly unlikely ever set eyes on it.  One, because they may have trouble reading it; and two, they would probably think it has something to do with everyone else but them.

HERE WAS THE SCENARIO…

 Sunday after worship we will, 99% of the time, go out to eat with some folks from the church.  Sunday was no different as we made our way to a pizza buffet (yeah, I know about the waistline thingy, but I was good).  Our waitress was super nice, smiled, and checked up on our drinks.  In walks this couple who take a table two down from us, but facing the TV.  NASACR had been on, but with the rain delay the restaurant changed it to the IU basketball game.  Next thing I hear is this couple, let’s call them Frick and Frack, complaining to the waitress about how they wanted to watch the race not basketball; were going to leave; and they weren’t going to pay for their meals.  So she politely tells them to give her a minute or two and she will see about changing it.  From the time it takes her to get to the counter they leave…a table full of salads and pizza already put on their plates from the pizza bar.

What was embarrassing was they had come from church and he had one of those “Jesus Loves Bikers/Unchained Gang” types of jackets on.  I confess: I was fuming.  Not because I am always the perfect example for Jesus, but because they did that waitress wrong!  Dead wrong.   She didn’t change the channel from racing to basketball.  She only worked there.   Ironically, she had them change the station back to the race, but the “people” were already gone.  When it was apparent they left and IU was still playing (and winning), one of the waitresses asked loudly if anyone cared if they turned the ballgame back on.  One of our friends commented,  “I thought this was a restaurant not a movie theater.”

I was appalled at that couple’s jerkness behavior. So much so that I added an extra $2.50 onto my tip to help make up for what she probably would not have lost.  The couple with us added some to theirs as well.

Much is said and written about tipping and waitress-ing and church crowds.   What kind of crocky example did that couple leave with her?

AS CHRIST-FOLLOWERS WE OUGHT TO BE SETTING THE STANDARD AND THE EXAMPLE, NOT TEARING ONE DOWN!

Restaurants ought to welcome church people, not dread them.  I tip well.  Besides the fact that many are squeaking by, if I can’t afford at least a 20% tip, then I probably shouldn’t be eating out.   Any thoughts you care to share? Am I off base? Do you have any experience you can share?

Welcome

Sunday, February 26th, 2012

If you read this post last week, you will know I had surgery on my finger.   They told Jo the surgery went well.  I trust them in that since I didn’t stay awake to watch them.  🙂  I do know-and can tell you with absolute certainty-that typing with an index finger sticking straight out is a nuisance, not very coordinated, and very time-consuming.   Now…you may find this very odd (not me but what I am going to say) but…

I HAD ONE OF THE BEST EXPERIENCES OF ANY TIME IN SURGERY THAT I CAN EVER REMEMBER HAVING

I know what you are probably thinking right now: the guy is whacked!!  And you may not be very far off…just ask Jo.  I think she sometimes wonders what she got herself into almost 39 years ago.  😀  I make that statement because of several factors.  Here they are:

  1. A clean, bight atmosphere
  2. A friendly receptionist who checked me in
  3. A nurse (named Patty) who acted like she liked her job, laughed easily, and interacted with me.  We talked like we were long lost friends, which Jo accuses me of not having a problem with. 
  4. The doctor’s nurse (Rebecca) who came by to see how I was doing and if I had any questions. 
  5. The anesthesiologist (Dr. Walker) who came by to double check on my desire to be awake with only a local, but who convinced me that being asleep would actually be better. 
  6. The doctor (Dr. Mast) whom I trusted to do the job on my finger so I could use it again.  I also found out at check-in that he had a vested interest, i.e. partnership in the surgery center, which boded well for me. 
  7. Adequate written instructions were given to Jo for follow-up.
  8. A phone call on Friday to check up on me and to see how I was coming along.
  9. A survey to return.

I had a great experience at the Surgery Center.  Would I go back?  Man, that is a loaded question!  😛   ‘Course I don’t want to, but if I needed to…without hesitation.

You probably know what is coming.  The inevitable comparison to the church.  And rightly so.  If something like a Surgery Center gets things right concerning customer relations,  how much more should the church?   Take a look at those 9 characteristics I just highlighted.  How well does your church do those things?  Better yet, how much are you in the mix of making those things happen?  It is often easier standing on the sidelines complaining than getting involved in making that good impression.

How does your church community do with first second third impressions? Which of the 9 stood out to you?  How involved are you in this area of your church life?  And remember: it doesn’t have to be in an official capacity. 

Meanwhile, does someone want to come type for me? 

MisplacedAnger

Thursday, February 23rd, 2012

Have you ever been watching a TV show or movie and found yourself saying, “Man, I hope they get what they deserve!”  Even in real life we watch someone do something to another person that really reeks.  My first reaction is “I hope they don’t get away with that.  I hope the hammer comes down on him or her.”  I have even found myself reading a book and almost jumping to the end to see if vengeance is meted out…in spades if possible.

I DON’T LIKE THAT ABOUT MYSELF. 

After all, as a Christ-follower, I should be over those kinds of feelings.  Shouldn’t I?  Those aren’t “Christian” feelings are they?  I don’t know about “Christian,” but they certainly aren’t Christ-like, that’s for sure.  The desire for even-handed treatment is strong in many of us.   Okay… let me put it another way: the desire for vengeance is strong in many of us.  There…no beating around the bush.

Jonah shows us that despite being a prophet of God, he was also capable of pulling some real bonehead moves.  Trying to run away from God is just one example.  Chapter 4 shows us another side of this man.  “Successful” in his preaching of gloom and doom, the people of Nineveh did exactly what he was afraid of.  But worse yet!  God did exactly what he was afraid of.  The people repented. God relented.  The people respond with humility and repentance in sackcloth and ashes, while God responds with forgiveness and grace.

OH, HOW I WISH I COULD RESPOND THAT WAY!

Funny part is…God was just  being God. He was keeping His word.   “Seek the Lord while he may be found; call upon him while he is near; let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts; let him return to the Lord, that he may have compassion on him, and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon.”  Is.55:6-7.   Those words show God’s heart of grace and forgiveness.  Even when mine is so far away.  Even when Jonah’s was nowhere close to that.   Nineveh’s repentance was not what Jonah had in mind!  Wipeout is more like it.   Ironically, Jonah’s words in 4:2 are rather revealing: “O Lord, is not this what I said when I was yet in my country?  That is why I made haste to flee to Tarshish; for I knew that you are a gracious God and merciful, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love, and relenting from disaster.”  Right on the tick Jonah!!

How do you react when someone doesn’t get what is coming to them?  Just curious.  No judgment.  How can I?  What do you do when you begin to feel this way?  I’d like to hear your thoughts.  And if you have a little bit of time, I wouldn’t mind it if you would pray for me/us for Sunday.  Thanks to Dan for the banner for this month.

 

LooseEnds

Wednesday, February 22nd, 2012

After being out of the office for a couple of days, it takes a day or two to get back into the swing of things.   So I thought I would tie up a couple of loose ends.  🙂

If you read this post you know that I had a book giveaway.  The winners to the free books were as follows:

Larry “the Deuce”

Eileen

Jim

Jeff

Thanks to all who read and commented.  I wish I had it in my power to send a copy to every person.  The book is that good.  I would still like to encourage you to purchase it from Sherry’s website. 

Going dark was strange.  I did not take my computer with me so there would be no temptation.  However, I took my iPhone so it did allow me to “okay” any comments made.  However, that is where I stopped.  I despise blogging from my phone so that was a big help.  We stayed in an Inn on Monday night where the wireless would have been appropriately renamed “useless.”   When I came into the office late Tuesday afternoon in order to get ready for a meeting, I had over 50 posts in my Google Reader.  I read them all over time, but true to my plan, I did not comment on any.

I had a rude awakening Wednesday.  Over the past year I have watched what I thought was a blood blister develop on my right index finger near my nail. After consulting a doctor, I was told I had a mucous cyst.  Seems to come from OA (Osteo-arthritis…an old person’s malady) usually between the ages of 50-70.  Yep, that would be me.  The orthopedic doc said that there is no sense in doing anything unless it breaks open again…then there would be a chance for infection (which I did not want).   The Grandi Effect has taken place and will require surgery tomorrow.  A DEFINITE nuisance no matter how you shake it.  (Have you ever stopped to think about all the things you do with your right index finger, especially when you are right-handed?)  Surgery is Thursday afternoon.

Got a really cool surprise Wednesday. I was on the way home from the doctor when I got a call from my blogging buddy, Jason.   We chatted for about 15 minutes or so.  He told me a really cool story of how God answered a need he had.  I love hearing how God does that.

Learned a lesson in timing.  In 1999 I bought a Bianchi (bicycle for the uninitiated) and rode it for 11 years.  I had been saving for a new Trek and was going to use my old one as a trade-in.  A friend decided to bless me with a new bike. (Here is the story)  I had no need to get rid of my old one so I decided to keep it for bad weather.  Two years later that bike never left the rack, except to be moved.  I found out a friend who just moved to Florida wants to begin training for triathlons and needed a bike.  He is close to my height so I had the chance to bless him with a gift.  Cool huh (being used by God to bless someone else)?

Well, my word count says I am way above where I should be.  Reckon that is what happens when you don’t write for a few days.  Thanks for being a reader of my blog.  Your input is valued.  I hope I am “worthy” of that trust.  Anything good happen to you while I was dark? 

Fences

Sunday, February 19th, 2012

I.   AM.   GOING.   DARK

I am going dark for a couple of days.  Jo and I are taking a couple of days away.   We plan to attend this church Sunday night then head to Indy on Monday and do absolutely nothing but have a good time; spend the night, then goof off for awhile on Tuesday before heading home.

I AM NOT PLANNING ON BEING ONLINE TO BLOG OR TO READ BLOGS. 

I know that spells extreme disappointment for all 2 of my readers, but I will return.  🙂  I will check my mail which means if you comment on this post I will approve it.  But I will not post again until late Wednesday.   I thought I would share something with you that was sent to me by another pastor.  It was written by Pastor James MacDonald in 1999.  He calls it “5 MORAL FENCES.”  The dark/italicized comments are his.  The read are mine.

Sexual temptation is where we are held least accountable and where we can fall fastest.  So, Pastor James formed a list of moral fences he initiated into his life:

1.  I will not, under any circumstances, ride alone in a car with a female other than my wife or an immediate family member.  No lifts for the church secretary, no baby sitters driven home alone late at night, no rides for teen girls in my student ministry, no exceptions.  I have violated this one in several churches where my secretary was 30-40 years older than me.  Other than that, I try really hard to live up to this one.

2.  I do not counsel a woman in a closed room or more than once.  This is a tough one, but I now make sure that my door is cracked and there is someone else present in the building (wife or secretary) when I am counseling.

3.  I do not stay in a hotel overnight.  I used to do this more than I should have, but seldom turned the TV on.  I work hard at taking someone with me when I have to stay overnight. I also give certain people the right to call me at any time and ask questions.

4.  I speak often and publicly of my affection for my wife, when she’s present and when she’s not.  I still try to do this even after almost 39 years of marriage, but can do a better job.

5.  Compliment the character or the conduct, not the coiffure or the clothing.  This is harder than it sounds, especially when one attempts to be an encourager.  But any innocent gesture or comment can be misconstrued. 

Pastor James put into a few words what has taken me years to learn.  If any young pastor were to ask me for any advice, this would be my #1 suggestion: Build Moral Fences.  Any thoughts you care to share?  If you are a pastor, do you have moral fences?  Any to add? 

See you late Wednesday or early Thursday.

 

Winners

Friday, February 17th, 2012

People love to hear stories of Second Chances.  In fact, one of my favorite sites is here.  There is just something about someone overcoming an addiction, an abusive relationship, a struggle with depression, or (fill in the blank) that warms the heart.

 I HAVE TO ADMIT IT: I AM A “PULLER” FOR THE UNDERDOG.

When I was growing up, I had a love for baseball that knew no bounds.  I ate, slept, and drank it.  I played it every chance I had.  My dream was to be a professional baseball player.  I was good…but not THAT good.  I would now label myself as “good field, no hit.”  When I hit 8th grade I played intramural basketball.   By the time I reached 9th grade, I had grown another 2-3 inches and suddenly I was being asked to go out for the team.  But I had no clue how to play.  But I was bitten with the basketball bug.  I began to eat, sleep and drink it.  In high school I played on the JV squad, but was never good enough (coach said) to play on the Varsity team.  I got splinters.  I went away to college and suddenly I was in my element.  I started about 5 games into my Freshman year, and every game from then on, until my last game as a Junior.  I took home trophies and MVP awards.  I was living the dream.  I chose not to play my Senior year (new coach and got married).  I say all that because from being a DUD in high school, I became somewhat of a “star” in college.   Shut out in high school…

I WAS GIVEN A SECOND CHANCE IN COLLEGE.

That is minor, and of far less importance, than someone who is given a second chance at life.  Listen to some of the testimonies on I Am Second  (or click box to the right) and see what I am talking about.  Yes, they make mistakes.  Yes, they sometimes make bad choices.  (I am still pulling for Josh Hamilton)   But that is what having a second (and a third) chance is all about.  None of us will can ever say, “I will not fall.”  If you do…LOOK OUT BELOW!!!! cuz that tree is coming down with a giant crash.

Arguably, no one in the Bible might be a better candidate for the “SECOND CHANCE AWARD” than Jonah.  After running away from his assignment and crawling back to God (chapters 1 & 2), chapter 3 finds him being given a second chance.  He takes it.  He goes to Ninevah and preaches God’s words.   I love a good second chance story

WHY?

Because Jonah is Me. 

Jonah is also You. 

We are all candidates for the SECOND CHANCE AWARD.  Don’t ever forget it.  The message Sunday can change lives…not because I am preaching it, but because of the God who changes us.  I sure would appreciate your prayers.

Do you have a testimony of a Second Chance?  Care to share?  I would love to hear it.  Friday is my day off so I will approve comments and then comment when I have time.  

Turnabout

Wednesday, February 15th, 2012

Don’t you just hate it when the mirror and the spotlight you were shining on “those people” comes shining back on you? 

Several factors are true in life (besides death and taxes):

Failure to forgive is bad…really bad to your spiritual health, and sometimes most all times to your physical health as well.

Every person will have a struggle with bitterness somewhere, sometime, somehow.

Invariably, the one who is doing the “preaching” and warning will have an issue in his own life someday.

COUNT.   ME.   IN.   ON.   THAT.   TEAM.

Yep, me “Mr. Preach about the stranglehold anger and bitterness can get and how dangerous it is” had the mirror turned on himself.

TODAY (Wednesday)

Confession time: some stuff has been eating at me.  I am not one to dwell on stuff, or to let it get to me, but for some reason this has taken hold.   It is sort of like The Ring that Frodo carried back to Mordor in order to destroy it.  It captured Gollum.  It had a hold on Bilbo (though not like Gollum).  And it weaved its magic on Frodo.  That last scene in the bowels of Mordor where he refused to drop the ring into the fire chills me to the bone.   I could feel myself being dragged down as I allowed things to weave their way into my head, and ultimately into my heart.   Then I read this:

Refrain from anger, and forsake wrath!  Fret not yourself; it tends only to evil.  Psalm 37:8

That wasn’t all though.  I also read this verse:

As I mused, the fire burned. Psalm39:3

Put them together and what do you have?  A recipe for disaster…one that I was falling into.   It isn’t that I didn’t feel I wasn’t justified in feeling the way I did.  Just ask me.  🙂  I could tell you details (in detail).   But God wasn’t done yet.  I am not only reading the Psalms on a daily basis, but I am also reading a chapter out of Matthew every day.  Today is February 15th.  Here is what I read:

This people honors me with their lips, but their heart is far from me; in vain do they worship me, teaching as doctrine the commandments of men…Hear and understand: ‘It is not what goes into the mouth that defiles a person, but what comes out of the mouth…But what comes out of the mouth proceeds from the heart, and this defiles a person.’  Mt.15:8-9,10-11,18

It wasn’t just a mirror that was turned on me.  This huge brighter-than-bright spotlight was shone on me as well.  I was exposed.  I can say I took care of it right then and there (I did).  I would also like to say it is over (jury is still out).  But, at least, I now know there is a problem I cannot hide from any longer.

What about you?  Have you do you struggle with anger and bitterness?  Have you dealt with it?  If so, how?  If not, maybe it is time.  Least we can do this together. What are your thoughts? 

 

 

MAD

Tuesday, February 14th, 2012

MAD…

NOT CRAZY

BUT MAD…AS IN…

ANGRY…TICKED OFF…FIT-TO-BE-TIED…END OF THE ROPE, VEINS BULGING TYPE-OF-MAD

Been there, done that, bought the T shirt, wore it out, now use it as a rag.  And that’s just for starters!  🙂  AND I’m not even talking about how I have felt toward people.  No…this “mad” was how I have felt toward God a time or two or three or …..

I read a story recently about a guy who was going camping in the mountains.  He ran out of gas about a mile from the cabin he was going to stay in, so he piled all his gear on his back and started to hike the rest of the way in.  About that time it started to rain, and just as he was almost there, a bolt of lightning struck the cabin and burned it down. The disappointed camper leaned his head against a tree and cried out to God, “Why me, Lord?”  The clouds parted, thunder clapped, and a loud voice replied from heaven, “Because some people just tick me off.” 

I won’t lie.  I will show my heathen side.  I laughed out loud.  I know God would never do that, but I cannot even begin to tell you how many times I have felt like that.  “Surely, God has it in for me.  He must not like me very well, or at all.  If He does love me He sure has a funny way of showing it. ”

AND.   YES.   I.   HAVE.   BEEN.   MAD.   TICKED.   OFF.   AT.   GOD.

Too bad that during those times I didn’t remember that God was for me.  He was not my enemy.  He was not looking to “take me down” until I cried, “Uncle!”  He wasn’t rubbing His hands together in glee as He watched me squirm.   What really turned the tide for me was when I realized that God isn’t holding a grudge against something I did 3, 13, or 30 years ago.  It is done.  Over.  Kaput.  The consequences I will have to pay for, but His forgiveness is eternal.

“IF GOD IS FOR ME, WHO CAN BE AGAINST ME?”

Paul said that in Romans 8:31.  But he didn’t stop there, because there is so much more!  Read the whole passage here.  God is on my team.  Don’t underestimate the power of a team.  While one cyclist may be crowned Tour de France champion, make no mistake it took a team to get him there.

DON’T QUIT.  DON’T GIVE UP.  DON’T STAY ANGRY.  GOD DOESN’T QUIT.  GOD DOESN’T GIVE UP ON YOU.  GOD DOESN’T GET ANGRY AT YOU. 

How about you?  Are you feeling like this is “one of those times?”  How do you handle the feelings of anger that you might do feel from time to time?  What would you say to someone struggling with anger right now?