The advent, a countdown to the "coming" of Jesus Christ. Today is the first day of the advent, and also the basis behind the message at our church today. The advent now signifies the countdown to Christmas, a holiday known throughout most of the world. With so many holidays that are celebrated over the globe, this one day has become the most recognized and most celebrated. Why shouldn't it be so popular though?! For all of those English majors out there, I was referring to Christmas.
Companies of both foreign and American origin have worked very hard to ensure that commercialism rides the proverbial coat tails of such a popular holiday. I am not opposed to blessing others with gifts on Christmas Day. However, my fear is that the moral and ethical compass of society becomes even more skewed year after year because of the expectation of a gift. Not just any gift either! What ends up under, or near that tree, most often decides our mood for the day; a fact small children can't hide, and one that adults are embarrassed to admit. There is the small percentage out there content with what Christmas morning will always fail to bring when materialistic motives makes up the core of our nature, love.
The advent is the countdown to an awesome event, the birth of Jesus Christ. I am ending tonight with a glimpse into someone who had love for all mankind. The verses below speak about Jesus' sacrifice, and were written long before he was ever born. He expected no gifts, yet gave himself for all mankind.
Isaiah 53:2-6
For he grew up before him like a young plant, and like a root out of dry ground;
he had no form or majesty that we should look at him, and no beauty that we should desire him.
He was despised and rejected by men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief;
and as one from whom men hide their faces he was despised, and we esteemed him not. Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows; yet we esteemed him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted. But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities;
upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his wounds we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned—every one—to his own way;
and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Saturday, November 29, 2014
A day at the store...
Going to the store lately brings incredible memories for my son and I. Most of the time it ends up turning into a match of wits to see who will triumph when the age old question is asked, "Dad, can I get this?" Bri and I are convinced that he will be either an awesome used car salesman, or a great attorney when he grows up. He mirrors other children with their insatiable need for "the next best thing".
Today was one for the history books. My son legitimately got in trouble for, surprise surprise, being mean to his sister. When I attempted to intervene with some fatherly justice, I was met with a tactic he has never employed before. Apparently my son felt that if he could run the approximate distance he figured I wouldn't yell for him across the store due to my own embarrassment, then he would be safe. I have to give it to the little tike, the stand off was intense. I soon found his weak spot though, my legs worked and I didn't want to be there anymore! I started walking away and he followed right after. This story has almost nothing to do with my point, but it sounded good anyway.
Tying all this together is the fact that sometimes parents, mentors, authority figures and the Big Man upstairs all employ various techniques to teach important character qualities. Today's lesson was about being humble. With Christmas coming up there is an even greater desire to want "everything". I also have to tell myself at times that I don't have to have this new thing, or that new thing. It took a long time for me to realize that certain bad behaviors don't just go away when you stop being a kid. Being humble in any moment requires constant effort. Do I fail from time to time, yes! I'll never quit trying with me, and I sure won't quit on my son.
1 Peter 5:5-7
In the same way, you who are younger, submit yourselves to your elders. All of you, clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because,
Today was one for the history books. My son legitimately got in trouble for, surprise surprise, being mean to his sister. When I attempted to intervene with some fatherly justice, I was met with a tactic he has never employed before. Apparently my son felt that if he could run the approximate distance he figured I wouldn't yell for him across the store due to my own embarrassment, then he would be safe. I have to give it to the little tike, the stand off was intense. I soon found his weak spot though, my legs worked and I didn't want to be there anymore! I started walking away and he followed right after. This story has almost nothing to do with my point, but it sounded good anyway.
Tying all this together is the fact that sometimes parents, mentors, authority figures and the Big Man upstairs all employ various techniques to teach important character qualities. Today's lesson was about being humble. With Christmas coming up there is an even greater desire to want "everything". I also have to tell myself at times that I don't have to have this new thing, or that new thing. It took a long time for me to realize that certain bad behaviors don't just go away when you stop being a kid. Being humble in any moment requires constant effort. Do I fail from time to time, yes! I'll never quit trying with me, and I sure won't quit on my son.
1 Peter 5:5-7
In the same way, you who are younger, submit yourselves to your elders. All of you, clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because,
“God opposes the proud
but shows favor to the humble.”
but shows favor to the humble.”
Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.
Friday, November 28, 2014
Let the holidays begin...
I was one of the very few people to actually work in Washington DC today. This was very evident by the obvious absence of bumper to bumper traffic as I cruised along on the freeway. While heading in to work I also showed courage in the face of danger. My old arch nemesis and I were once again toe to toe as we meet every holiday season. That's right, Christmas music- my age old foe! I am not a fan of the stuff, but today I made an exception. I threw on "rockin around the Xmas tree", and held on tightly to the steering wheel for my trip into the city.
Although I make it out to be terrible, I do find some solace from Christmas music. Most often the songs carry a message we should all take to heart the entire year, rather than focus on peace and merriment with each other for approximately one month. Tonight I am lying in bed and wondering what if... What if we took responsibility for our own actions? What if we were all blind to each other's differences and just freely gave mercy and grace, rather than harboring it like valuables in a safe.
The holidays bring all kinds of incredible messages. I saw a message posted on Facebook today with a picture of Billy Graham. He is a man full of passion, but his passion comes from somewhere other than vein self accomplishment. I enclosed his message below, and I wish everyone an outstanding weekend.
Although I make it out to be terrible, I do find some solace from Christmas music. Most often the songs carry a message we should all take to heart the entire year, rather than focus on peace and merriment with each other for approximately one month. Tonight I am lying in bed and wondering what if... What if we took responsibility for our own actions? What if we were all blind to each other's differences and just freely gave mercy and grace, rather than harboring it like valuables in a safe.
The holidays bring all kinds of incredible messages. I saw a message posted on Facebook today with a picture of Billy Graham. He is a man full of passion, but his passion comes from somewhere other than vein self accomplishment. I enclosed his message below, and I wish everyone an outstanding weekend.
Thursday, November 27, 2014
Bedtime stories
Thanksgiving was pretty good as it was the first one without relatives. Although I enjoyed creating memories, I miss having family around to share them with. Our ventures throughout the day brought us to a quiet ending. Bri headed out to snag some pre-black Friday deals, and I stayed with the kids at home. While contemplating which movie to finish the day with, I figured I would rather read a story than get lost in front of a screen.
The kids and I sat down and shared a story about the Israelites and their time in the wilderness (desert). The Israelites spent 40 years in the desert and survived quite well because of a wafer type food called, manna. Although the people of Israel doubted God, He always provided for them. They came to Him imperfect and with broken faith, and yet God took them back each time. To feed the Israelites in the desert, God provided manna each day. What this item actually is means very little. It's what it signified, and this is what I was trying to press home to my children. Faith can move mountains. That same faith is also important because God will always provide for us. It may not always be the way we want it, i.e. televisions, cars, popularity, success...but He will be there.
I could sit here and write for a while, but I usually have nothing of substance to ramble about. Let's cut through the fluff and I will end on a verse I shared with my kids tonight. My hope is that everyone had a good Thanksgiving...
1 Timothy 6:17
The kids and I sat down and shared a story about the Israelites and their time in the wilderness (desert). The Israelites spent 40 years in the desert and survived quite well because of a wafer type food called, manna. Although the people of Israel doubted God, He always provided for them. They came to Him imperfect and with broken faith, and yet God took them back each time. To feed the Israelites in the desert, God provided manna each day. What this item actually is means very little. It's what it signified, and this is what I was trying to press home to my children. Faith can move mountains. That same faith is also important because God will always provide for us. It may not always be the way we want it, i.e. televisions, cars, popularity, success...but He will be there.
I could sit here and write for a while, but I usually have nothing of substance to ramble about. Let's cut through the fluff and I will end on a verse I shared with my kids tonight. My hope is that everyone had a good Thanksgiving...
1 Timothy 6:17
“Command those who are rich in this present world not to be arrogant nor to put their hope in wealth, which is so uncertain, but to put their hope in God, who richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment.”
Thanksgiving
Dear God,
Today I woke up to start another day for which you have blessed me with. Every breath is a gift from you that I often take for granted, however, I pray for humility to appreciate the very steps I take each day.
I opened my eyes to a roof over my head, and felt the warmth of shelter in my midst. A turned over to my left, and through a bundle of blankets I saw my wife whom you brought into my life. Her smile warms my heart every moment of the day. I walked out of our room and quiet snores and rustling of blankets emanated from two rooms near the stairs. These noises are from the two beautiful children you saw fit for us to raise. I hear their breathing, and sometimes see their gentle faces as I leave for work each morning. They are the future of our family, and also a great responsibility which requires our constant effort. Although they frustrate me from time to time, I learn from as much as they learn from me.
A few steps downstairs and I was peering out of our windows. Our neighborhood experiences peace and safety, and this morning was no different. The call of several birds is the only noise breaking the cold Fall air this morning. I continued into the kitchen past the refrigerator packed full of food for this Thanksgiving Day. For that matter, we never wonder where our next meal will come from. Reaching into the cupboard I grab some vitamins and head into the dining room. I often fail to recognize the money you afford me to buy vitamins, medicine, and other items to keep me healthy and combat sickness.
I finally came to rest in the chair at the head of our dining room table. There have been so many mornings in which I performed the same ritual, however, this morning I had a moment of clarity. I glanced around and took note of this day and how incredibly blessed I am. One might think that it is because of the people and "stuff" I have mentioned. No, it is your grace and mercy for which I am eternally grateful on this morning. You sent your son to die on a cross for my sins so that I may live my life knowing I have a place in heaven. All you ask for is faith like a child, and to make you the focal point of my life. I will always be thankful for you.
Amen
Mark 22:34-39
Hearing that Jesus had silenced the Sadducees, the Pharisees got together. One of them, an expert in the law, tested him with this question: “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?”
Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.'" This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.
Today I woke up to start another day for which you have blessed me with. Every breath is a gift from you that I often take for granted, however, I pray for humility to appreciate the very steps I take each day.
I opened my eyes to a roof over my head, and felt the warmth of shelter in my midst. A turned over to my left, and through a bundle of blankets I saw my wife whom you brought into my life. Her smile warms my heart every moment of the day. I walked out of our room and quiet snores and rustling of blankets emanated from two rooms near the stairs. These noises are from the two beautiful children you saw fit for us to raise. I hear their breathing, and sometimes see their gentle faces as I leave for work each morning. They are the future of our family, and also a great responsibility which requires our constant effort. Although they frustrate me from time to time, I learn from as much as they learn from me.
A few steps downstairs and I was peering out of our windows. Our neighborhood experiences peace and safety, and this morning was no different. The call of several birds is the only noise breaking the cold Fall air this morning. I continued into the kitchen past the refrigerator packed full of food for this Thanksgiving Day. For that matter, we never wonder where our next meal will come from. Reaching into the cupboard I grab some vitamins and head into the dining room. I often fail to recognize the money you afford me to buy vitamins, medicine, and other items to keep me healthy and combat sickness.
I finally came to rest in the chair at the head of our dining room table. There have been so many mornings in which I performed the same ritual, however, this morning I had a moment of clarity. I glanced around and took note of this day and how incredibly blessed I am. One might think that it is because of the people and "stuff" I have mentioned. No, it is your grace and mercy for which I am eternally grateful on this morning. You sent your son to die on a cross for my sins so that I may live my life knowing I have a place in heaven. All you ask for is faith like a child, and to make you the focal point of my life. I will always be thankful for you.
Amen
Mark 22:34-39
Hearing that Jesus had silenced the Sadducees, the Pharisees got together. One of them, an expert in the law, tested him with this question: “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?”
Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.'" This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Someday...
Today was pretty incredible as we received the first snow of the season here in the Capitol area. Although being at the office was the order of the day, I rather enjoyed my time. It is a rather humbling feeling when I have the opportunity to work with someone in a specific discipline who knows more than I do. I spent the last couple of days instructing, and learning from my partner at the same time. It is refreshing to accept my slice of humble pie and open my mind to new things. I started off the class thinking how high and mighty I was as the senior instructor, however, the tables soon turned as my partner started filling in several gaps which my curriculum apparently failed to address. All I could do was get on my knees and chant, "I'm not worthy...", by the time the day was over.
Somehow it seems like falling into the "love me" trap is so easy these days with all the talk of making everything fair and equal. The paradigm of society now empowers those who have failed to make any effort in life, and expect the same as others who have toiled and sweat. Whatever happened to being content with something, rather than desiring the biggest and best of everything? Hard work took the first train out of town, and ambition decided to grab a bag of potato chips and lounge on the couch. When I was in the military the only thing I ever wanted for anybody who worked for me was personal and professional fulfillment. For some, the desire to be better and develop a sense of humility while doing it was all the motivation they needed to excel. For others, a helping hand still wasn't enough to push them to reach their dreams.
So what does all the babble I have put into words here really mean? I read a daily devotional the other day which was written by Chuck Swindoll, author and evangelist, among other things. I am leaving this last today with the hope that some will hold out to the very end and take in every word. With that, have a blessed thanksgiving, and enjoy...
1 Thessalonians 5:18
Somehow it seems like falling into the "love me" trap is so easy these days with all the talk of making everything fair and equal. The paradigm of society now empowers those who have failed to make any effort in life, and expect the same as others who have toiled and sweat. Whatever happened to being content with something, rather than desiring the biggest and best of everything? Hard work took the first train out of town, and ambition decided to grab a bag of potato chips and lounge on the couch. When I was in the military the only thing I ever wanted for anybody who worked for me was personal and professional fulfillment. For some, the desire to be better and develop a sense of humility while doing it was all the motivation they needed to excel. For others, a helping hand still wasn't enough to push them to reach their dreams.
So what does all the babble I have put into words here really mean? I read a daily devotional the other day which was written by Chuck Swindoll, author and evangelist, among other things. I am leaving this last today with the hope that some will hold out to the very end and take in every word. With that, have a blessed thanksgiving, and enjoy...
Self-Pity
by Charles R. Swindoll
by Charles R. Swindoll
A severe case of ingrown eyeballs strikes all of us every once in a while. In both dramatic and subtle ways, the stubborn enemy of our souls whispers sweet little nothings in our ears. He reminds us of how unappreciated and ill-treated we are . . . how important yet overlooked . . . how gifted yet ignored . . . how capable yet unrecognized . . . how bright yet eclipsed . . . how valuable yet unrewarded.
But the most damaging impact of self-pity is its ultimate end. A frown will replace your smile. A pungent criticism will replace a pleasant, "I understand." Suspicion and resentment will submerge you like a tidal wave, and you will soon discover that this sea of self-pity has brought with it urchins of doubt, despair . . . and even the desire to die.
An exaggeration? If you think so, sit with me awhile beneath the shade of a juniper tree located at 19 First Kings, the address of a prophet named Elijah.
Elijah had just won a great victory over Ahab and his Baal-worshiping pawns. In fact, God stamped His approval upon Elijah in such a way that all Israel knew he was God's mouthpiece. As a result, Jezebel, Ahab's spouse (he was her mouse), declared and predicted Elijah's death within twenty-four hours.
Now, the seasoned prophet had surely been criticized before. But this threat somehow found the chink in his armor.
So Elijah ran for his life. Then, beneath the tree, overwhelmed with self-pity, he said, "I've had enough . . . take away my life. . . . I've worked very hard for the Lord God of the heavens; but the people of Israel have broken their covenant with you and torn down your altars and killed your prophets, and only I am left; and now they are trying to kill me, too" (1 Kings 19:4, 10 TLB).
Yet God didn't rebuke His man, nor strike him dead. He encouraged him to take a rest, enjoy a catered meal or two . . . and get his eyes off himself and his situation so that they might get back on the Lord. God even gave him a close friend, a fella named Elisha, with whom he might share his life and his load.
Feeling sorry for yourself today? Why not try God's remedy: Take a break, stop trying to work things out yourself. And take a long, loving look at your Savior in His Word . . . and then spend some time with a friend. You'll be amazed at the outcome.
Self-pity is the smog that pollutes and obscures the light of the Son.
1 Thessalonians 5:18
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Today
I started out writing something completely different tonight, but things change. I felt the need to write about how thankful I am for my life, and for The incredible mercy God blesses me with each day.
I started a conversation today with a coworker which quickly got on the subject of all the things that are wrong at work. I truly believe God gives us hints in life to bring us back to His plan. Today I was given the hint to be grateful. I have an incredible job, and good people to work with. However, there are times I lose sight of the forest through the trees. I feel like I receive much, yet give very little in return. I pray I can truly appreciate this gift I was blessed with.
Thanksgiving is upon us, and I have to say that I have never really been excited about it. To me this day has always been an opportunity to eat more and do less. Today I am changing my skewed view of what Thanksgiving is about. Maybe this day was created out of a chance meeting between Native Americans and settlers. Nothing says it has to stay that way. This Thursday is going to be about truly appreciating God's blessings in my life. Some blessings are good, and some are what we perceive as bad. So here we go, the three things I am thankful for today.
1. I am thankful for my wife. She listens to my issues and puts out an incredible effort to give us an awesome house and incredible meals on the table...among other things.
2. I am thankful for people who challenge my morals, ethics, and my walk with God. I learn something new everyday through testing of character and perseverance to do the right thing.
3. I am thankful for a God who picks me up when I fall flat on my face at times.
Psalm 106:1
Praise the Lord! Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever!
I started a conversation today with a coworker which quickly got on the subject of all the things that are wrong at work. I truly believe God gives us hints in life to bring us back to His plan. Today I was given the hint to be grateful. I have an incredible job, and good people to work with. However, there are times I lose sight of the forest through the trees. I feel like I receive much, yet give very little in return. I pray I can truly appreciate this gift I was blessed with.
Thanksgiving is upon us, and I have to say that I have never really been excited about it. To me this day has always been an opportunity to eat more and do less. Today I am changing my skewed view of what Thanksgiving is about. Maybe this day was created out of a chance meeting between Native Americans and settlers. Nothing says it has to stay that way. This Thursday is going to be about truly appreciating God's blessings in my life. Some blessings are good, and some are what we perceive as bad. So here we go, the three things I am thankful for today.
1. I am thankful for my wife. She listens to my issues and puts out an incredible effort to give us an awesome house and incredible meals on the table...among other things.
2. I am thankful for people who challenge my morals, ethics, and my walk with God. I learn something new everyday through testing of character and perseverance to do the right thing.
3. I am thankful for a God who picks me up when I fall flat on my face at times.
Psalm 106:1
Praise the Lord! Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever!
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
It's Wednesday
Sometimes the one thing that brings entertainment may also be a curse! I was a little excited when management at work had flat screens installed, however, I should have seen the writing on the wall. Most all of them are now devoted to airing major news stations from around the nation. The television in front of my cubicle just happens to be tuned into MSNBC full time. I think I have seen enough national and world news to last a life time! I have had my fill of political rhetoric and commentary; not to mention the awful show anchors that head up each show segment. Each day we vote on which host will earn the "Captain Obvious" award, and I digress.
Unfortunately there are countless people creating news around the nation who make decisions out of carnal instinct and/or emotion. I found this piece today which struck my fancy and thought, "Why not share this with anyone who will listen?!" Here it is.......and Happy Wednesday!
Unfortunately there are countless people creating news around the nation who make decisions out of carnal instinct and/or emotion. I found this piece today which struck my fancy and thought, "Why not share this with anyone who will listen?!" Here it is.......and Happy Wednesday!
Patience
There's a difference between patience and perseverance. Patience is having the right attitude for the moment. Perseverance is having patience over the long haul. We're often not good at either, but both are needed in the Christian life. Thankfully, God's mercy allows us to develop our patience and perseverance when trials ruffle our feathers—or threaten to shoot us down.
Life throws us curveballs, like losing your air conditioning, being delayed in heavy traffic, or waiting for hours for the doctor to see you. These events test our patience in the moment.
Perseverance, on the other hand, is patience on steroids. It's patience applied over time. It's waiting weeks, months, even years for the prodigal child or spouse to come home. It's putting your faith in God that He'll sustain you when your family member has a really bad illness. Perseverance is having faith that God will give you strength to care for your disabled child for their rest of their life.
King David knew all about life's tough trials. He was on the run for his life from his best friend's father, Saul—a man whose own life David had spared on several occasions. His perseverance was running on fumes. His faith was taxed to the max. He finally cried out, “How long, O LORD? Will You forget me forever?” (Psalm 13:1). That's a fair question. But look where David goes with his crisis of faith—he puts his trust in God's mercy (verse 5). He knows God will be compassionate and ultimately save him from his trial. In the New Testament, I like the way James puts it: “Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance” (James 1:2, 3 NIV).
-Al Robertson
Thursday, November 13, 2014
Just a day...
I think it is safe to say that most people we meet from day to day tend to live their lives by chasing the "comfort train." You know there is an awesome life full of ease and a warm fuzzy feeling everyday, you just have to dredge on for a bit longer and you'll get there.
I reveled in one of the small blessings God threw my way this afternoon. I was riding my motorcycle home and pulled into the parking spot just as it started to rain. Sometimes the bains of life obscure our view of the smallest of victories. People live their lives and have uneventful days, yet they consider that normal. However, on any given day when a few things go wrong they get depressed.
Every day brings small victories. I pray I take the time to see each of them.
I reveled in one of the small blessings God threw my way this afternoon. I was riding my motorcycle home and pulled into the parking spot just as it started to rain. Sometimes the bains of life obscure our view of the smallest of victories. People live their lives and have uneventful days, yet they consider that normal. However, on any given day when a few things go wrong they get depressed.
Every day brings small victories. I pray I take the time to see each of them.
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
veterans day
Finally went and saw the movie Fury with a friend today. That was pretty incredible, an definitely realistic compared to accounts and information I have read about tank battles in WW II. A fitting movie for Veterans Day. Short post today because sometimes words can detract.
Dear Lord,
Today we honor our veterans,
worthy men and women
who gave their best
when they were called upon
to serve and protect their country.
We pray that you will bless them, Lord,
for their unselfish service
in the continual struggle
to preserve our freedoms, our safety,
and our country’s heritage, for all of us.
Bless them abundantly
for the hardships they faced,
for the sacrifices they made
for their many different contributions
to America’s victories
over tyranny and oppression.
We respect them, we thank them,
we honor them, we are proud of them,
and we pray that you will watch over
these special people
and bless them with peace and happiness.
In Jesus’ name we pray; Amen.
By Joanna Fuchs
~~~~~~
Today we honor our veterans,
worthy men and women
who gave their best
when they were called upon
to serve and protect their country.
We pray that you will bless them, Lord,
for their unselfish service
in the continual struggle
to preserve our freedoms, our safety,
and our country’s heritage, for all of us.
Bless them abundantly
for the hardships they faced,
for the sacrifices they made
for their many different contributions
to America’s victories
over tyranny and oppression.
We respect them, we thank them,
we honor them, we are proud of them,
and we pray that you will watch over
these special people
and bless them with peace and happiness.
In Jesus’ name we pray; Amen.
By Joanna Fuchs
~~~~~~
Monday, November 10, 2014
Trials
“And out of that hopeless attempt has come nearly all that we call human history—money, poverty, ambition, war, prostitution, classes, empires, slavery—the long terrible story of man trying to find something other than God which will make him happy.”
― C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
I'm not one to sit down and open a good novel when I have free time on my hands. I have neither the concentration nor the desire to live vicariously through "a good book". If I had to pick a favorite author though, I think I would pick C.S. Lewis.
Lewis lost his Mother at the age of 10 to cancer, and through determination earned his degree from Oxford University. He also fought in World War I where he was injured by shrapnel and soon after returned home to England. Lewis held many professionally significant positions both at Oxford and Cambridge Universities, and eventually married in 1954. However, his marriage was short lived with the loss of his wife to cancer in 1957.
C.S. Lewis was an emphatic atheist for most of his life due to the death of his Mother, and the many other trials and unanswered prayers. Lewis eventually found grace again, however, he was not won back to Christianity overnight. Christian friends such as J. R. R. Tolkien, Hugo Dyson, Owen Barfield, and others, faithfully and patiently walked beside Lewis as they helped him work through life on his journey back to Christianity. Lewis soon saw that God seeks us out on a personal level and demands faith amidst our personal clutter. We have a personal God who calls us individually to make a personal response to the Gospel.
Trials abound in each of our lives. The form each one takes may vary, and seldom picks opportune times to make an appearance. There are never great answers to hard times, maybe because we seek answers here that can only be found from above. I truly believe God places people in all of our lives to work through "stuff". I guess that means no one is ever alone no matter how much they think they are.
James 1:12
Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him.
― C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
I'm not one to sit down and open a good novel when I have free time on my hands. I have neither the concentration nor the desire to live vicariously through "a good book". If I had to pick a favorite author though, I think I would pick C.S. Lewis.
Lewis lost his Mother at the age of 10 to cancer, and through determination earned his degree from Oxford University. He also fought in World War I where he was injured by shrapnel and soon after returned home to England. Lewis held many professionally significant positions both at Oxford and Cambridge Universities, and eventually married in 1954. However, his marriage was short lived with the loss of his wife to cancer in 1957.
C.S. Lewis was an emphatic atheist for most of his life due to the death of his Mother, and the many other trials and unanswered prayers. Lewis eventually found grace again, however, he was not won back to Christianity overnight. Christian friends such as J. R. R. Tolkien, Hugo Dyson, Owen Barfield, and others, faithfully and patiently walked beside Lewis as they helped him work through life on his journey back to Christianity. Lewis soon saw that God seeks us out on a personal level and demands faith amidst our personal clutter. We have a personal God who calls us individually to make a personal response to the Gospel.
Trials abound in each of our lives. The form each one takes may vary, and seldom picks opportune times to make an appearance. There are never great answers to hard times, maybe because we seek answers here that can only be found from above. I truly believe God places people in all of our lives to work through "stuff". I guess that means no one is ever alone no matter how much they think they are.
James 1:12
Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him.
Sunday, November 9, 2014
Giving
I woke up this morning appreciating the good sleep I was able to get last night, as I am sure Bri did as well. It was off to church and time to finish up a study on tithing we have been going through in our Sunday School class. I have gotten into so many heated discussions with friends over this topic. A lot of believers, and non-believers alike have been turned off to the subject because of the perception that church leadership pushes tithing too hard. Pastors get up in front of the church congregation every Sunday and harp on giving the most you can when the offering plate/basket comes by.
While walking the streets of DC a little while ago I had the opportunity to try and explain tithing to a good friend. The best way I can explain the concept of tithing in layman's terms is to first dispel two myths:
Myth #1, The fleecing of the flock: Pastors and clergymen do not collect up the offering and take their "cut" after the money has been collected. Yes, there are some dishonest people out there, but all I can say is that they will reap what they sow when it comes to judgment time. If a church is not holding regular business meetings and producing spending and earnings statements for the church body, ask for one!
Myth #2, The church sustains itself: How much further from the truth could this myth be?! Churches live off of the money we give them, and all the money collected in tithe and through donations goes to staffing costs, materials, community outreach programs, and different programs within the church. Expecting that things will just run on their own is far fetched!
The last and most important part to the issue of tithing is that God says I/we should do it. God gives me much, and in return I will pay it forward. Surprise someone or a group of someone's tomorrow and give your time, maybe money, maybe something else.
"And he sat down opposite the treasury and watched the people putting money into the offering box. Many rich people put in large sums. 42 And a poor widow came and put in two small copper coins, which make a penny.[f] 43 And he called his disciples to him and said to them, “Truly, I say to you, this poor widow has put in more than all those who are contributing to the offering box. 44 For they all contributed out of their abundance, but she out of her poverty has put in everything she had, all she had to live on.”
-Mark 12:41-44
While walking the streets of DC a little while ago I had the opportunity to try and explain tithing to a good friend. The best way I can explain the concept of tithing in layman's terms is to first dispel two myths:
Myth #1, The fleecing of the flock: Pastors and clergymen do not collect up the offering and take their "cut" after the money has been collected. Yes, there are some dishonest people out there, but all I can say is that they will reap what they sow when it comes to judgment time. If a church is not holding regular business meetings and producing spending and earnings statements for the church body, ask for one!
Myth #2, The church sustains itself: How much further from the truth could this myth be?! Churches live off of the money we give them, and all the money collected in tithe and through donations goes to staffing costs, materials, community outreach programs, and different programs within the church. Expecting that things will just run on their own is far fetched!
The last and most important part to the issue of tithing is that God says I/we should do it. God gives me much, and in return I will pay it forward. Surprise someone or a group of someone's tomorrow and give your time, maybe money, maybe something else.
"And he sat down opposite the treasury and watched the people putting money into the offering box. Many rich people put in large sums. 42 And a poor widow came and put in two small copper coins, which make a penny.[f] 43 And he called his disciples to him and said to them, “Truly, I say to you, this poor widow has put in more than all those who are contributing to the offering box. 44 For they all contributed out of their abundance, but she out of her poverty has put in everything she had, all she had to live on.”
-Mark 12:41-44
Saturday, November 8, 2014
Just a thought...
Whatever happened to just doing the right thing? I know there are times in all of our lives where cutting a corner here and there, and maybe learning through mistakes happens. Let's get real though! So many people in the world think that doing the wrong thing all the time, and then rationalizing the means to an end is okay.
Truth-there are people out there who have it harder than others. The truth of life is that God blesses each of us with what He feels will develop us the most. I may never be a millionaire, and I have also lived through some down and out times with my family as a child, but gosh darn if I didn't learn to appreciate what was given to me through everyone of those experiences! I work in the midst of individuals who are actively enabled in their lives to be lazy. Various levels of government don't want to see their citizens living on the streets, and in turn, work very hard to prevent it where they can. However, through it's very actions the system has foreshadowed a life for each of these families and individuals where hard work and good morals need not exist.
Where did our moral compass get thrown in the wrong direction? People are given a free society in which to make good choices, not just choices. The epic failure of parents to properly raise their children is a significant cause of the degradation of society. Many parents live under the belief in which the government, namely the public education system, will raise their children and teach them valuable life lessons to function as a productive member of society. I don't know how more wrong they could be! The government merely provides supplementation to that in which we vest in each other.
I could go on and write paragraphs about this, but I will not. I have neither the literary know-how to embrace such an argument with a race of people who revels in their own immoral dichotomy of choice. I know so many people out there shun the existence of God, but I will not. I cannot begin to explain the shear moral and ethical awareness Christianity has given me. Are there people out there who have defiled the faith and abused it's teachings, YES! Hopefully this will give all of you even more fire in your hearts to seek the truth on your own. I make mistakes everyday, and God tells me in the bible that I will until the day I lay my head down for the last time. Everyday I wake up with the opportunity to follow the narrow path on a walk God has laid out for me. There will be dips and rises in the path, however, each one is an opportunity for me to learn and grow.
My highlight of the day...
-Chuck Swindoll
Truth-there are people out there who have it harder than others. The truth of life is that God blesses each of us with what He feels will develop us the most. I may never be a millionaire, and I have also lived through some down and out times with my family as a child, but gosh darn if I didn't learn to appreciate what was given to me through everyone of those experiences! I work in the midst of individuals who are actively enabled in their lives to be lazy. Various levels of government don't want to see their citizens living on the streets, and in turn, work very hard to prevent it where they can. However, through it's very actions the system has foreshadowed a life for each of these families and individuals where hard work and good morals need not exist.
Where did our moral compass get thrown in the wrong direction? People are given a free society in which to make good choices, not just choices. The epic failure of parents to properly raise their children is a significant cause of the degradation of society. Many parents live under the belief in which the government, namely the public education system, will raise their children and teach them valuable life lessons to function as a productive member of society. I don't know how more wrong they could be! The government merely provides supplementation to that in which we vest in each other.
I could go on and write paragraphs about this, but I will not. I have neither the literary know-how to embrace such an argument with a race of people who revels in their own immoral dichotomy of choice. I know so many people out there shun the existence of God, but I will not. I cannot begin to explain the shear moral and ethical awareness Christianity has given me. Are there people out there who have defiled the faith and abused it's teachings, YES! Hopefully this will give all of you even more fire in your hearts to seek the truth on your own. I make mistakes everyday, and God tells me in the bible that I will until the day I lay my head down for the last time. Everyday I wake up with the opportunity to follow the narrow path on a walk God has laid out for me. There will be dips and rises in the path, however, each one is an opportunity for me to learn and grow.
My highlight of the day...
“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company… a church… a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past… we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with us … we are in charge of our attitude.”
-Chuck Swindoll
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