Thursday, February 24, 2011
Love Sets Leaders Apart
I've spent the day with leaders. Anyone who cares about the church should want to see their pastors write such a sentence. I'm inspired. How could it be otherwise? These people are the beating heart of the God's church. When God grows people and grants them an opportunity to serve Him like I've seen Him do in the lives of these people, it's clear to me that He is on the move. He is doing what only He can do; He is lighting up hearts with love. It is love that sets leaders apart. This is the end of the issue. Christ defines love. Once we place our faith in His work on the cross, then comes love. We impute our sin to Him; He imputes His righteous to us. By faith in Him, Jesus Christ, we are declared righteous, not wicked, at the final judgment. Every day before is a day of love. How can it be otherwise? Leaders get this. Leaders give this. God is good. I've spent the day with leaders.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
A Future Provocative Protagonist
Provocative means to provoke. If you look at "pro" and then "vocative," it sounds like voicing forth. Someone who is provocative causes strong irritation. A protagonist is a lead character in a drama. In studying the leadership styles of the Psalms, Ronald Reagan before he was president, Theodore Roosevelt, the apostle Paul, and Jesus Christ, I see a consistent trend. They were all provocative protagonists. They did not hold back. I am always holding back. It is almost an unwritten job requirement for a pastor: do not say what you mean. Instead, I listen and nod. Here are eleven things I have thought at least once, but not said...
1) No.
2) Stop talking about God's role in this. You did it to yourself.
3) Stop blaming him/her. Blame yourself.
4) The devil did not lift a finger here. You did this to yourself.
5) The truth hurts because you do not want it.
6) The image you project of God is ugly.
7) Your viewpoint is only that.
8) People are not your personal vending machines.
9) You do not want help. Stop asking for it.
10) Your whacked behavior defies your Christian explanation for it.
11) Telling people you love them does not make it okay for you to hurt them.
So, there you go. Someday...
1) No.
2) Stop talking about God's role in this. You did it to yourself.
3) Stop blaming him/her. Blame yourself.
4) The devil did not lift a finger here. You did this to yourself.
5) The truth hurts because you do not want it.
6) The image you project of God is ugly.
7) Your viewpoint is only that.
8) People are not your personal vending machines.
9) You do not want help. Stop asking for it.
10) Your whacked behavior defies your Christian explanation for it.
11) Telling people you love them does not make it okay for you to hurt them.
So, there you go. Someday...
Friday, February 11, 2011
Egypt!
It is exciting to watch the news tonight. It has been an education for me to witness, via the media, the last 18 days of unrest in Egypt. For instance, I didn't know the details of how Mubarak came into power. He was present at Sadat's assassination, and, as the head of Egypt's Air Force then, he took temporary control of the government of Egypt. This temporary control is what he kept for 30 years. Amazing, eh? There is much I don't know, but I do know that the world is changing before our eyes. I also know that these are days to pray for Egypt.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
2-Hour Delay
As a kid, I remember well the 2-Hour Delay. We have one today. Preschool, therefore, is cancelled. I can still recall the wash of blessing and relief I felt as a 13-year old when I - awake like Christmas morning - heard it on the radio. Now I could sleep in! It wasn't a snow day, but it was the next best thing. Sleeping in was unabated joy, even if it consisted of two hours of unbroken wide-eyed staring over the pillow at the clock.
Now having everyone else in the house sleep in is my preference. Alone I sit in a rightly quiet house. Coffee, there will be coffee in heaven. The hazardous snow on the ground measures roughly the thickness of two slices of American cheese, wrappers removed. The sun will do my shoveling for me. It feels like the best way to start a day sometimes, is to delay it.
It's funny, however, that almost everyone I know loves to be told, at the beginning of a day, "your day is delayed or cancelled." Days are all we have, yet the way many of us live makes us love to shorten or skip them.
Now having everyone else in the house sleep in is my preference. Alone I sit in a rightly quiet house. Coffee, there will be coffee in heaven. The hazardous snow on the ground measures roughly the thickness of two slices of American cheese, wrappers removed. The sun will do my shoveling for me. It feels like the best way to start a day sometimes, is to delay it.
It's funny, however, that almost everyone I know loves to be told, at the beginning of a day, "your day is delayed or cancelled." Days are all we have, yet the way many of us live makes us love to shorten or skip them.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Cheesehead Nation
I don't think I've enjoyed a Super Bowl more. As a Vikings fan, I find it easy to like Green Bay today, for some reason. Congratulations Cheeseheads!
What's the spiritual application? The good guys win, eventually.
LATER NOTE:
I was kidding with the "good guys" thought, but now that I've heard and seen some of "the good" in the Packers' stories, I'm amazed. I've written it here before: sports, whether you like them or not, are a testing ground for character. Many players on every NFL team are giving men of faith. So, it turns out, all kidding aside, that the most watched TV program in all of history can, in fact, be mined for lessons and insight about life. Go figure. :)
The poor musical performances (anthem and halftime) also made the news. Those of us who are musicians can feel for them. Remember, it was the most watched TV program in history.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Snow Day
It's been a while since I've written here. This blog has floated away from my day-to-day awareness like driftwood. Returning to it stirs the sentimental in me. I remember the first several entries made one summer from my covered back deck every morning. Coffee, a bible and books, and this laptop combined to produce sentences and paragraphs. I had readers right away. Now I'm not sure anyone will read this. Snow on top of snow with the potential for ice knocking out our power is the reality today. I write this blog from my basement with a thick robe and ski hat. Still I see coffee, bibles and books, and this laptop. The passing of time is more certain than change. Some change is cosmetic. Snow teaches this. I built an igloo for Kelsie yesterday. It has a door. She fits in there nicely, but protests any Eskimo's opinion of the warmth of such a shelter. Schools are closed from here to Texas. Travel and commerce for over a third of the United States shows little potential for occurring today, tomorrow, or the next day. Snow seems in every way a transformation of reality, yet it is only snow. It is only a covering. All that was before it arrived still is. Earth (and life in the eastern half of America) is only covered and paused temporarily.
Stray thoughts:
- Yes, He (Jesus) makes our sins as white as snow (Isaiah 1:18). Remember that the whiteness of the snow is an illustration. The prophet calls his hearers to reason with God, to think. The snowy picture is a jump-start to thinking about God's forgiveness. The work of Jesus Christ is never cosmetic, personally or historically. What He covers changes status forever, unlike snow.
- Potential power outages are our problem this week. Power outages are always a problem. Welcome to the 19th century. Be careful with fire. Sometimes physical power outages cause a renewal of spiritual, emotional, and relational power. If we have to have one, let's pray to have the other.
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