Interpret This…

February 25, 2010

Last night I had three very strange dreams.

First, there was a very long dream that everyone around us was turning into zombies.  And no, I don’t watch zombie movies.

Then I dreamed that my older daughter repeatedly spoke up while I was preaching and asked how much longer the sermon was going to be.  I responded that every time she asked was making it take that much longer, so let’s get on with it, shall we?

Then I dreamed about putting pieces of a Snicker bar in my car’s tank for fuel.

I see three possibilities:

  1. Eating nachos after 10 p.m. is a bad idea.
  2. There is some underlying fear of my friends turning into zombies that is surfacing from my subconscious.
  3. I need therapy.

How Can Silent Monks Sing Hallelujah?

January 8, 2010

Watch this…

Thanks to Peggy, my worship leader, for sharing this with me.


Our Steps are Ordered of the Lord

October 5, 2009

I am continually amazed at both how the Lord orders our steps and how He teaches us along the way.

Today I was supposed to be in Macedonia with our MAPS team from New Life to minister with a missionary for a week.  The night before we were scheduled to leave, we discovered an issue with one of team members’ passport.  Long story short, it didn’t work out for us to make the trip at this time.

Here’s the thing:  Everyone on the team had a peace about.  Our families had a peace about it.  There is a strong sense that this is right and that we were not supposed to go right now.

Why?  I don’t know.  But God knows.

Why then, if the Lord was going to slam the door shut at the last minute, did He let us go through all of the preparation and fight the battles necessary to make the trip?

I don’t know.  But God knows.

And I do have a clue about it, at least for my part.  Through a series of events and trends, a significant financial need arose the week before we were to make the trip.  It was severe enough that I was very concerned, and getting pretty upset.

So what happened?  Well, without going into details, the Lord spoke through a series of experiences and encounters to show me that I was not walking by faith regarding His provision.  Once I came to that realization, I repented and found a good measure of peace.  And then the next day, God supernaturally met the financial need.

I learned something about my own heart and about God’s provision, all in one whack.

Sometimes we are too consumed with what is happening to us and around us, and we miss what God is wanting to do IN us.

There’s a great line in the first Matrix movie (the only installment of the trilogy worth watching, by the way), where Neo is coming to realize that he is “The One,” even though the Oracle had indirectly led him to believe that he was not.  Morpheus says to him, “There is a difference between knowing the Path and walking the Path.”

We don’t always know what path we are on, and we sometimes are on a different path than we believe.  But this I know:  When we commit our lives to Jesus Christ, He orders our steps and directs our paths.

I’m taking great comfort in that today.

(By the way, were were able to keep our plane tickets and are planning to make the trip next spring.  So, now we get to take more people!)


This Little Piggy…

September 21, 2009

Would you like to hear about my interesting day?  You would?  Thanks.

I spent a few hours at the doctor’s office today after hitting my little toe on the hearth of our fireplace while walking through the house the morning.

The verdict:  Yep.  Fractured and dislocated.

Fortunately, the doctor said that it will still be okay for me to make the trip to Macedonia next week.

I’ve been trying to come up with the most “manly” version of my story possible.  After all, stubbing my toe on the hearth doesn’t really invoke images of Rambo, does it?  Well, the best I can come up with is that my injury is “the result of a high velocity collision with a sheet of limestone.”  It’s true, and it sounds a little better than “this little piggy hit the fireplace.”

The doctor I saw today was excellent.  He is a Christian, and he prayed for me before we left, and even prayed over our trip to Macedonia.

At any rate, here is a picture of the x-ray.  You can see the fracture running diagonally from left to right down the length of the bone.

My aching toe

Please keep me in your prayers for the next few days as I recover.


A21 Campaign

September 5, 2009

I just watched a message by Christine Caine in which she described the A21 Campaign.  This is a ministry to girls who are victims of the sex slave trade.  It’s a huge deal, and it has completely arrested me emotionally.  Check out this video:


A “Mile” Stone Reached at Last

September 3, 2009

I am now at the four-month mark in my journey toward physical fitness.  My weight loss has stalled a bit, but I’m working to get at least another ten pounds off in the next few months.  I’m still making progress.  In fact, today I achieved one of my goals.

I ran a mile.

Now that may not seem like much to you.  Yeah, I know.  You’ve been able to run a mile since high school.  Well, I’ve been able to consume an entire package of Cheetos in one sitting since high school.  So there.  Athletic prowess has never been one of my strengths.  That mile marker has always loomed over my vision as evidence of my inability to achieve.

Until today.

The thing is, I wasn’t planning on running a mile today.  I didn’t think I had worked up to that capacity yet.  But as I was working out this morning with a couple of friends (one of whom happens to be a trainer), I mentioned that I was still working toward that goal.

His response:  ”You can run a mile right now.”

I asked, “You really think so?”

“I know so,” he said.  ”In fact, I’ll take you over to the subdivision across from the gym when we’re done and run a mile with you today.”

The moment of truth.  Sink or swim.  Run or walk.  Or crawl.

“Okay.”

So we drove around the subdivision and marked a mile.  And then we ran.  And ran.  And ran.

I wanted to stop so many times.  I thought I would suffocate more than once.  But my friend kept urging me on.  ”Focus on your breathing.  Keep your eyes on an object in the distance.  Don’t stop.  Keep going.  You’re almost there.”  Not only would he not let me stop, he made me sprint the last tenth of the mile.

And we did it.  I ran a mile for the first time in my life on a day when I did not think I had it in me.

Three quick observations:

  1. We can accomplish more than we believe possible.
  2. We need others to encourage us and even push us when we are surrendering to our self-imposed limitations.
  3. Our ability to excel depends heavily upon our focus.  Concentrate on the pain and discomfort, and that’s all we will see.  Focus on the horizon and what it takes to get there, and we’ll go further than we could have imagined.

What milestones do you believe are still out of reach?  Who can you bring alongside you to help you reach the next level?


Meeting Rick Warren

August 19, 2009

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General Council ‘09 was a wonderful experience in so many ways.  One of the highlights for me was the opportunity meet Rick Warren, pastor of Saddleback Church and author of The Purpose-Driven Life.

I have to say, he is one of the most approachable and affirming people I have ever met.  Moreover, his presentation to our ministers Friday morning was absolutely phenomenal.  You can watch the session here.

In a classic “D’oh!” moment, Rick asked me for my business card, and I realized that I was completely out.  Guess I won’t be invited to the next community forum after all….


Life Lessons from Physical Training

August 1, 2009

This week marks a milestone for me.  I have officially completed three months working with a physical trainer.  One of my goals for this year has been to lose thirty pounds and to run a mile.  I’m not there yet, but I am well on my way.  Here are the stats so far:

  • I’ve lost about 15 pounds.  But when you factor in that I’ve gained about eight pounds of muscle (according to my trainer), I’ve actually lost over 20 pounds of fat.
  • I’ve lost about three inches so far in my waist.  The kakis I got for Christmas that were comfortably tight now have sort an “M.C. Hammer pants” effect in how they hang off of my legs.

Here’s a picture from last Wednesday’s Missionette’s program at church.  You can see how my clothes are hanging off of me.

Missionettes Program

(By the way, that’s my older daughter Elizabeth in the white dress.  She achieved “Honor Star” last week.  If you are not familiar with Missionettes and Royal Rangers, that is basically the equivalent of becoming an Eagle Scout in the Boy Scouts.  Yay, Lizi!)

Anyway, my training has involved both exercise and nutrition, and it has not been easy.  Props to my trainer, Romen, for his patience and persistence with me!  But not only have I learned about fitness, this experience has highlighted some other life truths:

  • Big goals are achieved in small, daily decisions.  Fish instead of cheeseburger, water instead of Coke.  Treadmill instead of recliner.  Each of these choices can be difficult, and the results are often not readily evident.  Over time, however, things begin to change for the better.
  • We never really “arrive.” I’ve completed my three-month program, but I still have a little ways to go before reaching my goal for the year.  But even when I get there (and I WILL get there!) that does not mean I can quit the gym and head back to my favorite Chinese restaurant on a daily basis.  I will have to continue the habits that led me to better health, and I will undoubtedly want to fine tune in certain areas.
  • We benefit others when we take care of ourselves.  My wife has also lost weight as she has adapted to my nutrition requirements.  Others have been inspired to get in shape as they have watched my success thus far.  When we achieve our goals, we help others to realize they can reach theirs, as well.  Success is a great motivator.
  • There is no shortcut for hard work.  I’ve wanted to try the fad diets and whatever pill I could pop to lose weight.  Fortunately, my wise and beautiful wife repeatedly talked me out of it.  Now, in retrospect, I would not take anything for the experience of nearly puking my guts up during my first workout and then sticking with it until I could make it through a whole workout and still function the rest of the day.
  • Growth is painful.  This experience has been very difficult physically.  I have ached and hurt like never before.  It has become a part of life over the past three months.  But the results have been worth it.  And, oddly enough, the pain feels good after a while because I recognize what is happening when my muscles ache.  An aversion to pain will keep us from growing.

What goals do you want to achieve?  What’s keeping you from going after them?  Make a decision today to move toward those goals.  Start with the small things.  Small things, done every day, lead to big things.

You CAN achieve your goals!


More Pictures from Missions Banquet

May 25, 2009

The Missions Convention went great this weekend.  The banquet was a huge success, and several commented that they thought it was the best event we have had since they have been attending New Life.  I have to give props to Jacob and Cami Goggins, who along with many people in our congregation worked relentlessly for months in preparation to make this evening special.

Here are some more pictures, including some more of the completed table decorations.


Missions Banquet This Evening

May 23, 2009

I am so looking forward to our missions banquet this evening.  Jacob and Cami Goggins, our Missions Directors, have worked very hard along with many others in our congregation to pull this evening together.

Each table will be decorated on the theme of a different nation or mission field.  Take a look at some what has been set up so far: