2/12/2003

this morning on today

Whilst preparing for my day, I gagged watched as Katie Couric interviewed 42.

She: This morning we continue with part 36 of our sit-in love-fest with William Jefferson Clinton, the man who for eight years led our nation from third-world poverty to its greatest pinnacle of world prominence. Today, I ask him the really hard questions.

Good morning Mr. President. It's a shame we couldn't abolish that silly term-limit amendment to the constitution. Now, we'll only have to be satisfied with the unrealized possibilities of what it would have been like to have you as our Supreme Potentate for Life. With that in mind, I just have to ask, is it hard being the most fantabulous president everrrr?

Billy: Well, I'm not sure that I can claim to be the best ever, but knowing that the liberal half of America's political identity is in total nonfunctional disrepair allows me to have wonderfully deep sleep each and every night.

She: Won't Hillary be the most fantabulous president everrr?

Billy: Well, I'm not sure that she'll actually desire to be president, much less the best ever, but knowing that she's got an incredibly supportive family unit that isn't bound by all those suffocating conventionalities like fidelity and trust will free her to be a phenomenally wonderful commander in chief, potentially as good as the one who served sacrificially for two terms prior to our current executive.

She: Aren't those Republicans just the meanest meanies everrr?

Billy: Well, I'm not sure that they were the meanest ever, but they have found a way to completely control the political landscape, all the media of the entire world, the alignment of the stars and the moon, and all the fast food orders in every McDonalds across the United States of America. They've got people like Rush Limbaugh, Sean Hannity, Don Imus, and Bill O'Reilly. All we've got is Granny from the Beverly Hillbillies and the talking lizard from the Geico commercials. This is very difficult to overcome.

She: Is Osama Bin Laden the scarriest mean bully everrr?

Billy: Well, I'm not sure about the scariest mean bully ever, because I still had to share a bed with Hillary after Monicagate. But in my last three years in office, I dealt with Bin Laden four out of every five days in office. I talked about him. I thought about him. I even wrote poetry and wistful ballads about him. It pains me that he still remains a threat today, and I don't know what else I could have done, but every time I think about September 11, I cannot help but possibly wonder, should I maybe possibly maybe tried just a teensy weensy itsy bit to do just a smidgeon more?

She: Is being a former President the most fantabulous job everrr?

Billy: Well, I'm not sure about that word 'job', but it is pretty fantabulous. I made 9.2 million dollars last year getting flown around on the taxpayer's expense, giving speeches that told how mean those conservatives were for picking on me for silly little indiscretions like fraud, adultery, sexual harrassment, obstruction of justice, perjury, and treason. oh, and murder. yeah, murder, too. Do you know many hoes....tess twinkies you can buy with 9.2 million dollars? Well, let's just say you can take Billy Clinton out of the hills but you can't take the hillbilly out of Clinton.


She: (regaling, uncontrolled, near-maniacal laughter for almost 8 full minutes) Ohhhhh, Mr. President, you are just the wittiest, handsomest, cleverest person ever, ever, ever, everrrr. Is there anything else you'd like to say to this nation that owes you so very much, that misses you dearly, that should, in fact, be renamed Billyhornia in honor of your tireless, quasi-messianic efforts for nearly a decade?

Billy: Well, I want to humbly thank you for those accurate, understated, and much deserved compliments. I need to add just a couple of things. First, I have to say this: Ho Chi Minh was a misunderstood guy. I don't necessarily believe that, but I'm still under contractual obligation with my Chinese financiers and must publicly declare that 100 times a year between now and the year 2038. Second, I did not have sexual relations with that woman. Or that woman. Or that woman. Or Hillary either. But I did with Monica, and Genifer, and just about everyone else who would give me the time of day. And some who wouldn't. I figured I could let that out now, because what are you gonna do, impeach me? Gohogsuueeeee! Third, I still need someone to tell me what the definition of 'is' is. Really. I've looked it up and I'm still not getting it. That would be a big help. Thanks.

She: Thank you for giving my life purpose and meaning and brightening our world with your profound grasp on every single issue everrr. Tomorrow, we continue our series on America's presidents by taking an in-depth seventeen second look at wish-he-were-still president Clinton's inept projectile-vomiting predecessor, George HW Bush, father of the probably-illiterate and certainly-dyslexic guy who somehow rigged the election two years ago using his brother in Florida, smoke, mirrors, the combined powers of Doug Henning, Penn & Teller, and David Copperfield, as well as mass hypnosis, George W. Bush. Back to you, Matty-Matt-Matt.

Matty-Matt-Matt: What a balanced, unbiased, hard-hitting objective probing of the policies and plans of the likely divine.....

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note: the actual banter, for those interested.

same planet, different world

just went to Dave Barry's blog, and decided to let you know about it again. I thought he could use a little help getting some traffic, some assistance building up readership.

He's only getting an average of 5,825 visits per day.

peta's growing influence that fur is, indeed, murder

a truly entertaining photo and accompanying story, linked from Tony, via Blogs4God.

Not only do I think that this (and all cats) somehow earned this, I revel in the look upon its little feline face.

2/11/2003

what's the mother matter with you?

arm wrestle Freud.

I beat him on every level.

what's sad is this is the best work-out I've had in a month.

a self portrait

load 'kbmac' at this site to see my own sketch artist rendering of myself.

those who know me, how did I do?

and load 'hip saddam' to see my best effort at Saddam with a American haircut.

and load 'Osama now' for what he probably looks like in hiding.

and load 'handsome dan' to see a creation that may have been the subject of some of my childhood nightmares.

a simple question

is this flash animation a fair analogy of what we're doing wrong (see previous post)?

sung to the tune of do you love me?

this post reveals a poll that says evangelical groups are among the most hated in America. The essay on this matter is excellent, so I'll try not to cover ground already traversed.

What I think is relevant is that upon receiving this news, expected responses are:

a) indignation that we, the most benevolent people in the world, are reviled.

b) hurt because our motives are misunderstood.

c) pride, because Jesus warned us there'd be days like this

d) anger, for all those no good-so-and-so's who don't know just what they're missing.

maybe this over-simplifies the issue, but methinks not by much. And regardless of the reaction, by you, me, or the folks sending the Crouch's their social security checks, to have any reaction other than

we better change how we're doing things

is the wrong reaction.

I will give this disclaimer before continuing:

theworldwillhateyoubecausetheworldhatesJesus.


okay, now get over it and carry on.

and make sure you're bringing the gospel of Christ along with you.


The fact of the matter is, if you look at Jesus, people were gathering around him all the time. He constantly was drawing people to Himself. The Samaritan woman sat with Him. The Gedarene Demoniac sat at His feet. The woman caught in adultery was protected under His shadow of grace. He mingled with lepers, thiefs, beggars, and scoundrels. He dined with (oh the horror) tax collectors. People came to Him because they were looking for God, and nobody more perfectly revealed God to the people than God in the Flesh.

Have we forgotten that it is nothing less than the power of God who dwells within us now?

People hate evangelicals because we've given them good cause to do so. People don't like us because we're trying to be God's ambassadors but only if God doesn't inconvenience us in the process. We've given evangelicals a bad name because we seem to be of the opinion that 'you can't spell evangelical without vain'. We're eager to tell people about Jesus, but we don't want to listen to their problems. We are willing to help out once, or maybe twice, but just don't bother me when I've got to get my kids to their soccer or ballet practice. We spend more on ourselves -- on our programs, our luxuries, our wants (not necessarily our needs), than we ever do on them. Too many benevolence ministries make recipients undergo an application process that would make the CIA envious, just to release a proportionately pittance of funds to meet their need. Then we say, "don't you want to be just like us?" We are irrelevant to our communities, with civic/social/secular groups doing more to impact their culture than most of our churches ever will. We bicker about traditional vs. contemporary or a hundred other issues, and not only are people not going out with the good news of salvation through Christ, but the only thing to actually escape our four walls is the bad news of our disagreements (local, denominational, and ecumenical). And pitifully, we vainfully hope (or maybe even pray) that people will come to our church, and when they do, rather than reaching out to them, we expect them to conform to our dysfunction.

And at the same time, too many of those who come to faith in Christ eagerly trust Jesus with their most precious commodity -- their very soul -- but are unwilling to trust Him with the far less valuable commodity of ...well, everything else. These stock cop-outs fill waaayyy too many vocabularies:

I wouldn't know what to say
I don't know the answers to all their questions
I don't want to look stupid.
I'm afraid.
I'm too busy
That's not my gift.
and so on and so on and so on...


I'm not in any position to question anyone's salvation, but I have to ask, if you're faith isn't strong enough to equip you for God's most basic call to obedience in your life, is it really a saving faith you possess?

People flocked to Jesus and wanted to be with Jesus because He never battled with God over who was entitled to be sovereign over His life. When people saw Jesus, they saw God, and you know what? God was attractive to them. I understand that many left the crowd when Jesus began sharing the difficult teachings. But you never saw Him develop a complex over the matter. We seem to take it personally if somebody we've invested our lives in doesn't follow our preconceived notion of how they should live his or her own life. We spend more time trying to overstep our bounds and take both responsibility and credit for things which we never earned any responsibility or credit.

We try so hard to assert our Christianity that we ironically seem to defy it, or even functionally deny it. We put fish on our bumpers, wear our promise keeper polo shirts and 'God's Gym' tees, enroll our kids in AWANA, choir, church basketball leagues, and get so busy doing Christianity that we forget that Christianity isn't a matter of doing, its a matter of being. When our faith pervades our conduct, when it determines the course of our behavior, when it manifests itself in selflessness, not only will evangelicals cease to be loathed, they will be increased.

I'm convinced of this -- the lost world doesn't care if Christians are traditional, contemporary, post-modern, boomer, buster, gen-x, seeker-sensitive, next-level, or a hundred other banners waving under the 'evangelical' flag. It has become a problem when the banners become more important than the cause of Christ.

It's not about you. It never has been. It isn't now. It never will be.

It's about Jesus.

and it's about everyone else.


so get over yourself.

and get into the world.

give someone a lift.
help them move.
spend time with them.
listen to them.
let them know you care.
and tell them about the hope that lives within you.


you've basically got one job to do

glorify the Lord God in all you think, say, and do.


if you do what you're supposed to do, God will do what He has promised to do.

only then will 'evangelical' mean what it is supposed to mean.

proverbs #35

the devil is never too busy to rock the cradle of a sleeping saint.

proverbs #34

people often think they have a strong will, when in reality it is a strong "won't."

proverbs #33

sometimes it takes rough tools to remove the rust from our hearts

2/10/2003

back in the saddle again

Monday morning before the big return trip home to get ready for the even bigger trip across the fruited plains to make our new home in Georgia.

I had really planned on blogging more, but just didn't get around to it. This is what I did instead:

1. Went to the inaugural Colorado Crush Arena Football League game against the Georgia Force. Ironic, no? It was very entertaining, though the Crush lost 44-40. The game at times had a baseball atmosphere, others a football one, and others a basketball one. My dad and I each caught t-shirts thrown into the crowd. Mine will fit my wife. Kelli watched the game, but probably spent as much time watching John Elway in his owner's booth across the arena. He performed well in his first game as CEO/President. Probably has lots of room for improvement, but that's why its a 16 game season.

2. watched Powell's UN address. OK, how tough is this guy? He brings in that vial of white powder talking about anthrax waving it around wildly. Don't you know, that at least for a moment or two, the French and German delegates were seriously rethinking all their anti-US rhetoric. Even Saddam had to be thinking he was a wild man! I was disappointed but not surprised to hear that all the convincing evidence didn't sway anyone. I don't know how many global politicians I heard or read say something like, "Powell's presentation was convincing and compelling, but..." I guess I just come from the perspective of a citizen of a country who was violated by terrorism and accordingly have this 'wacky-way-out-there' opinion that we have the right, nee duty, to protect ourselves (and others, you're welcome France and Germany) from similar tragedies. The logic of 'lets let the inspectors keep hunting for the proverbial needle while the Iraqis keep moving it' just baffles me and convinces me that it emboldens Hussein to advance his insanity. Ok, Kelsi is tugging at my pantsleeve as I stand on this soapbox. So I step down for now, reserving the privilege to return later and rant more.

3. Went snowmobiling with Papa and the two oldest kids. We had a great time. The snow was fresh. Kaylyn's a little speed freak. I'd put that machine at full throttle and she'd just scream like a loon. Now that I think about it, I'm only assuming it was excitement. She could have been sharing her sheer terror. Hmmm, I'll have to look into that a bit more.

4. We went on an art walk through Craig. Only here can it be 15 degrees outside and you'll hear, "what a nice night for a community walk." It was actually a very good time. Saw several of folks from Calvary (previous church), including one who was showing her photography from a trip to Africa. It was really good, not like the pictures I take on vacations. She had several wildlife shots, but the coolest ones were a series of portraits of AIDS orphans (1/3 of Africa has AIDS, is what she said), and another series of the Masai tribe. She had one portrait of a sixteen year old male. They said he had just been circumcised and was now expected to go out and kill a lion by himself before he'd be welcomed back into the tribe. Needless to say, the young man had quite a pained/serious expression across his painted face. When I turned 16, I was expected to go get my driver's license and bring home a package of pork chops from City Market before I was welcomed back into the tribe. It was grueling, but the legend of my success is still being retold today.

5. As noted previously, I got over this cold. I was a big giant wimp, as I tend to be amidst these calamities, for the worst day of the onset, which occurred while jetsetting over America. Tylenol Cold & Allergy is basically useless at 31,000 feet. Maybe at other altitutes, too. When I got back to 5280 (Denver), I took a Sudafed and entered into blissful antihistimine-laced slumber. Over the subsequent three days, as I have ameliorated, my nasal and congestive mucus tend to resemble greenish wall spackle, though I wouldn't necessarily recommend either for that exact purpose.

2/07/2003

just checking in

after traveling across the country, we've driven across the state and now we're at my folks house.

We had an awesome week in Atlanta -- found a home!

The only bad part was the head cold I've brought back to Colorado with me. I'm curious just how many of the 100+ people on flight 675 are feeling under the weather today.

2/02/2003

proverbs #32

If God can speak through Balaam's ass, He can speak through you.

proverbs #31

error needs artificial support: truth can stand alone.

1/31/2003

in the key of Christina Aguilera's 'You are Beautiful'

The NOW sits also continues to advertise for their past October's Love Your Body day.

With pr0n sales at an all-time high, it appears that we're really not having a problem with getting the vote out on this issue.

but were they willing to make nachos for their men?

WSJ Best of the Web reports on NOW's Super-Bowl Commercial assessments.

The self-styled National Organization for Women has finally gotten around to posting its reviews of Super Bowl ads, which, as we noted, it had promised to do Monday. NOW has managed to perpetuate two derogatory stereotypes: of women as perennially late, and of feminists as humorless.

NOW complains that "much of the content of the ads was directed at the male viewer." Gosh, ladies, you might want to commission a study to find out why this is the case, but here's a clue: The Super Bowl is a football game. "No female sports stars appeared in any of the ads, compared with at least six male athletes," NOW complains. That's nothing! At any given time during the game, there were as many as 22 male athletes on the field and no female sports stars. Go figure.

Most of NOW's rage is directed against Anheuser-Busch, whose beer ads it deems sexist. Women, the report complains, were "the butt of many jokes." But the beer ads, at least the ones we saw, actually made fun of men, whom they depicted, quite amusingly, as as shallow and loutish. NOW just doesn't get the joke.

One of the "feminist monitors" who contributed to the report remarked: "All the 'watchers' in my front room agreed that Budweiser should NEVER be purchased by any self-respecting woman." Just think of the legions of beer-guzzling feminists who'll show their disgust by switching to Chardonnay.


Just a couple of opines:
-- I agree that no self-respecting woman should drink Budweiser. Especially if it leads to standing up on a table and performing Pee Wee Herman's dance to Tequila.

-- The #4 'best ad' was the FedEx 'cast away' spoof. They commended him for being stupid. They would have ripped him if he had invaded her privacy and used her things for his gain.

-- Their #11 'best' was the ATT Gilligan's Island ad -- is it coincidence that the commercial ended with a man's life (albeit it was The Skipper) in dangerous peril?

-- #14 'best' was Celine Dion's car ad -- note: she wasn't driving and cannot legally drive. Shouldn't they be outraged that Chrysler is perpetuating the myth that women don't belong behind the steering wheel?

-- #66 best (or 9th worst) is the clown drinking beer ad. They said "gay bashing." All I saw was a clown sticking a beer in his bottom. Which I think is more offensive. And I'd think homosexual advocates would be offended that they're presuming homosexual deviance because of it.

-- #68 best (7th worst) -- the young teen who's pregnant -- Kelli and I saw this and went "whooaaah." Thought it was very powerful. Noted good images: dad was present. Mom hugged the daughter. Very realistic, but loving amidst trial. NOW's comments: "Teen use of marijuana may impair judgment, but it doesn't make you pregnant ... Creators of ad have impaired thinking." "I think this is a scare tactic, and that the government wants to blame something for unplanned pregnancies, since of course they won't blame their abstinence-only education." "Abortion is an option that is not acknowledged. Suggests that marijuana is the only reason teens get pregnant. No effort to promote safe sex, which is really the problem." yeah....whattabunchamorons.

-- #72 best (4th worst) -- Terry Tate, office linebacker -- first of all, I loved Terry Tate. They said, "too violent." I thought they'd appreciate his willingess to waylay women and men with equal ferocity for on-the-job laxity. The Corporate world needs more Terry Tates. And one more note -- the humor was about the excessive violence. I guess they missed that. Without that, he'd just be "Terry Tate, office motivational speaker."

--#75 best (the very worst) -- The 'bud' ad about the girl with the mom with 'double wide' thighs. actually, I didn't care for the ad either. and ifI drank beer, I might have even been offended enough to try another brand. But if I were basing my plans on buying beer on the Super Bowl commercials, how pathetic would I be if my purchase decisions were based on whether a commercial made me laugh or not?

disclaimer: I consider myself a feminist. I hold the view that women, like men, were created in the image of God, and were designed with man so as to accomplish the purpose of 'completing' one another. Women deserve the same rights of respect and dignity as men, and hold the same capacity to be brilliant or stupid, profound or profane, inspiring or idiotic. Women should be honored and appreciated for being different, and should be encouraged and empowered to fulfill the roles, responsibilities, and opportunities where their individuals gifts and strengths can be best utilized. But that's what being a feminist means to me.

proverbs #30

You will not see all of heaven the moment you get there. You cannot see all of Rome in six weeks. It will take all eternity to examine the trophies of the New Jerusalem.

domestic discoveries

at home with the two older children, while Kelli is away in Nashville, I've learned a couple of things:

The clothes iron will adequately grill the top of a hot ham & cheese while the frying pan grills the bottom.

A laundry washing machine can only occasionally handle loads of such excess that your three year old has to stand upon it and jump like a winepresser to get the lid closed.

Every man needs a couple pairs of accidently-created pink underwear and undershirts. It keeps you humble and gets you in touch with your sensitive side.

You don't have to agonize over shrinking the majority of your oldest daughter's wardrobe. Now your younger daughter doesn't have to wait all those long years before she's ready to wear the hand-me-downs.

A boy can wear girls bell-bottom pants if you roll up the cuffs and convince him he still looks 'ruff and tuff.'

Cereal is an appropriate meal for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Also, alternative cereals serve as inviting snacks between meals.

A dishwasher will not adequately remove grilled cheese from a clothes iron, even when utilizing it's 'heavy load' option.



1/30/2003

signs of the impending apocalypse #25

I thought I'd seen him somewhere else



If I were Putin my two cents into the brain trust, I'd politely threaten the Russians with forced labor if they proceeded with the case. Any compelling comparisons with a ugly gremlin (no matter how nice he may be) may weaken his credibility. After all, if too many comparisons are made, Putin will have a hard time getting gigs on the future global Harry Potter conventions were the big money is to be found.

well, since nobody's asked

I haven't really talked here about my new employment. you can see some of what I'll be involved with here. I'll be the editor for adult missions education for the North American Mission Board, beginning Feb. 24. So, I'm packin' up the family and movin' to Atlanty...Georgia, that is. Peach pits. peanuts. humidity.

We're really excited at the opportunity, though it means stepping out from behind the pulipit and pastoral ministry. I'm sure I'll look for pulpit supply opportunities, and maybe an interim position, eventually. What excites me, though, is being involved in the media ministry (editing 4 publications), being involved in men's ministry conferences, and hopefully (prayerfully) being involved with leading men to get their cabooses (cabeese?) into locomotion for the cause of the Kingdom.

My office has become a leaning tower of boxes, any of which could break a toe. I've relented and decided to use liquor boxes for some of my packing. So, viewing my commentaries and other library ensconced in tequila, beer, gin, and champagne boxes presents an appearance of a major struggle with addiction. If I owned a digital camera, I'd take a photo of it all and label it, inside the pastor's study. Funny, gluttony is just as offensive, but I have no inner turmoil about using the multiple Voortman cookie boxes I got from the grocery store. And no, none of the boxes of any sort had any content in them whatsoever. Thanks for not even assuming that they might've.

Confessionally, I've lamented a bit that I won't be blogging much next week, as I'll be sans computer from the 3rd to the 7th. I do ask for prayers of travel safety to and from Atlanta and for the kids who'll be in Craig with my folks. I've toyed with the idea of post-dating a few entries, but I can't get my autopost to function correctly. I may still attempt to do it, so if my blog has 30 posts in one day, I apologize in advance, and you'll already understand what happened.

proverbs #29

the way of this world is to praise the dead saints and persecute the living ones.

all work and no play...

...means insomnia visits Bryan while Kelli is away. And here is where I was led on a restless night of surfing (thanks to the presurfer for serving as a portal to these fine sites):

The Incredible Dancing Glen. I confess to spending waaayyy too much time here. Glenn, indeed, rocks like an egyptian. Turn up your speakers and prepare to boogie.

the virtual dry-erase board.This isn't its real name. Again, spent an inordinate amount of time here. My finest creation is this. My 3 (almost 4) year-old son's is this. and my daughter Kaylyn (5 1/2) created this. Who's is better? Link your best effort in my comments and I'll select a winner.

handglinding. I'm strongly considering giving up my amateur status in order to enter the professional handgliding circuit where all the big advertising dollars are to be found.

horseballs. No, it's not what you think. trust me.

Iraqi Idol. I actually saw a few minutes of its american counterpart the othernight and actually saw the guy the 'mean judge' (Simon?) said was the worst singer in the world. I don't know about 'worst,' but I'd definitely say he was the most disturbing singer in the world. Any time you have an overweight guy singing Madonna's "like a virgin" and trying to look sexy while doing is a cause for pause to thank God for the remote control.

the interactive alien. an alphabet of extra-terrestrial amusement.

the home despot. I sure hope this isn't the store my dad-in-law is always so eager to shop.

worth1000 photoshop galleries. I enjoyed celebrity time travel and 'miscast' galleries -- and being the big giant dork that I am about language, I particularly enjoyed the 'literalisms.'



proverbs #28

as long as vengeance would seem sweet, self is not dead.

1/29/2003

fan-demonium



I heard about this story, and then I saw the doctor talk on Good Morning America. After he gave his explanation, I understood his reasoning better for branding his patient's uterus with the letters of his alma mater. That said, he definitely demonstrated a lapse in good sense. Is this complaint litigation-worthy? Probably not, which is exactly why the complaitant will likely win millions.

Please don't read any more into this than what I write: I'm reminded of how the U of Texas mascot Bevo was garnished with his name (4th paragraph of the link).

I seem to vaguely remember a similar story about a doctor who branded the heel of every baby he delivered. i couldn't find any links to such a story. Did this really happen, or am I making up things that never really happened?

If I ever have need for an internist, he better not be a Husker's fan. And I'm checking my kid's scalps tonight for hidden messages.

the state of the union

before I even get started, I can't help but to wonder how many blogs today have this title.

I don't know that I have a whole lot to bring to the table--politically speaking--in giving any commentary to the president's speech.

And actually, I missed the first half of it because of a Bible study. I came in just as he began speaking about Iraq. And, if it was a tale of two halves as many pundits have declared, I'm glad I caught the half that I did, because I thought he did a phenomenal job.

which brings me to my point -- the state of the UNION.

how tenuous is our identity as a union amidst these perilous days? I still believe that which makes us great is our ability to allow for all differences. Yet, I feel that we are divided on so many fronts that appearances of a union are just that -- an appearance. A facade. an illusion.

The convention of the "opposing party response" following a presidential address is one of the worst ideas to ever come out of our democratic republic. In a time where our country needs galvanizing, the 'response' is nothing more than a 'last word' that rends unity rather than builds it. Moreover, media thrives on division, and willfully gives a Goliathian voice to a Lilliputian presence (see:: peaceniks calling this 'Bush's war'). One of the great shames of my generation is that we appear to be ideologically opposed to any confrontation if it appears to interfere with our immediate priorities of personal gain and comfort. Previous generations understood the notion that at times we must forsake those God-given blessings for a time in order to ensure that others may be able to receive them -- presently and in future generations.

Bush said this (sic)-- liberty is not America's gift, but God's gift to the world. We have been history's greatest recipients of liberty. Accordingly, we have the mandate to be the greatest advocates for it as well. For us to thrive in our own liberty but to not be global advocates for it in the face of obvious oppression is to slap the open hands of the God who has freely given it to us.

Perhaps it is idealistic to propose that we can deliver the hope of liberty to a long-oppressed location such as Iraq. Honestly, I question our country's will to engage is such a worthy battle. Are we steeled to remain for the 'long haul?' Not just to whet the tongues of a suppressed people, but to actually facilitate the feast of freedom's rights with which all men are born. I don't know. But I hope.

May God bless our Union.

Because of what we are about to do, not in spite of it.

proverbs #27

without prayer no work is well done.

my creative crutch

big hunk, the terrific chewy nougat with peanuts

1/28/2003

proverbs #26

the only preparation for tomorrow is the right use of today.

signs of the impending apocalypse #23 &24

thanks to Tony for these items of news. To those concerned by what you are about to see, I pledge it won't be terribly racy:

sign #23: in the tradition of Seinfeld's manziere, I present the belly bra.


this item is pictured for women, but is actually being marketed to men, to rein in 'beer bellies.' Now, I'm no role model for physical fitness, but gentlemen, you're pretty much waving the white flag of defeat if you decide to step in to the belly bra. I've got two words for men actually considering making a purchase, and they aren't 'belly bra.' Those words are sit ups.

note to self: listen to convicting voice rather than stifling it with a double whopper with cheese (no onions).

sign #24: chinese serving meals cooked with human milk.

random issues about this problematic news:
1. I think I liked it better when I just thought that Chinese cuisine consisted of cats and dogs.
2. I conscientiously determined not to use the term "breast milk" when I figured that pretty much everyone knows this is the only source of human milk. Right?
3. Certainly, you weren't surprised by the photo I chose to accompany this post. Were you? And it is, I suppose, a real chinese dish...albeit one that I'd likely be inclined to politefully decline.
4. Again, Tony's 2 cents on this are relevant.
5. One last thing.....eeeewwww. You know, I've been through three babies and watched Kelli experience the joys and bonding of nursing. And, yes, its beautiful to see God's provision of an infant's most nutritious sustenance made available through his/her own mother. But God has given us teeth -- molars, bicuspids, incisors, etc. -- for a purpose. We are to leave behind the mother's milk to satiate more carnivorous appetites. For man was created to stalk and prey upon the elusive and wiley double whopper with cheese (and, of course, minus onion).

and then do sit ups.

so the belly bra can stay in the closet.

this just in...

overheard from Cotter playing the garage:

(massive crashing noises)

"oops. that's not a very good one."

(footsteps running away from the scene)

a forwarded proofing funny

from Mikey's funnies:

~ IMPORTANT NOTICE: If you are one of hundreds of parachuting enthusiasts who bought our Easy Sky Diving book, please make the following correction: on page 8, line 7, the words "state zip code" should have read "pull rip cord."

~ It was incorrectly reported last Friday that today is T-shirt Appreciation Day. In fact, it is actually Teacher Appreciation Day.

~ There was a mistake in an item sent in two weeks ago which stated that Ed Burnham entertained a party at crap shooting. It should have been trap shooting.

~ There are two important corrections to the information in the update on our Deep Relaxation professional development program. First, the program will include meditation, not medication. Second, it is experiential, not experimental.

~ In the City Beat section of Friday's paper, firefighter Dwight Brady was misidentified. His nickname in the department is "Dewey." Another firefighter is nicknamed "Weirdo." We apologize for our mistake.

~ Our newspaper carried the notice last week that Mr. Oscar Hoffnagle is a defective on the police force. This was a typographical error. Mr. Hoffnagle is, of course, a detective on the police farce.

~ In a recent edition, we referred to the chairman of Chrysler Corporation as Lee Iacoocoo. His real name is Lee Iacacca. The Gazette regrets the error.

~ Apology: I originally wrote, "Woodrow Wilson's wife grazed sheep on front lawn of the White House." I'm sorry that typesetting inadvertently left out the word "sheep."

~ In one edition of today's Food Section, an inaccurate number of jalapeno peppers was given for Jeanette Crowley's Southwestern chicken salad recipe. The recipe should call for two, not 21, jalapeno peppers.

~ The marriage of Miss Freda vanAmburg and Willie Branton, which was announced in this paper a few weeks ago, was a mistake which we wish to correct.

[forwarded by Renee Altson]

even Col. Klink would see something's going on

Yesterday, I took Kelli to Denver to fly to Nashville. We have to drive around Ft. Carson Army Base in CO. Springs. On an overpass that allows you to view the fort's train yard, we observed row after row after row after...you get the idea...of a menagerie of military vehicles atop flatbed train cars awaiting deployment. Kelli and I just looked at each other in amazement. Two thoughts ran through my mind.

1. I am proud to be an American (cue Lee Greenwood....now)
2. I thank GOD I'm not an Iraqi.

Actually every time I see the army's various planes, copters and troops doing exercises in our sky above (which is occuring with an increasing frequency of late), I think those two thoughts.

This morning, as I returned home to make sure Kaylyn would get to school on time (and she did, thanks for asking), I had to once again pass by the fort and five of its entrances. This was approximately 5:45 a.m. and each entrance was backlogged at least 1 mile (and two of them for more than 2 miles). There was a whole lotta friskin' goin' on as many many many personnel were reporting for duty.

For the vocal minority that wants to inaccurately couch this conflict in terms of oil interests or personal agendas, I am just thankful that we live in a country that will aggressively defend and protect their right to do so, no matter how wrong they happen to be.

1/27/2003

a madden-ing statement

words of depth from Big John:

each different situation makes each situation different.

almost 24 hours later, I'm still pondering the implications of this.

proverbs #25

pride often builds the nest in which poverty hatches out its sorrows.

proverbs #24

the self-satisfied can be of no service to God.

1/26/2003

humble pie

after stumbling upon Dave Barry's blog, I linked to Ken Layne's blog, where he boasted of being the #2 Ken on google. I thought to myself, self, why not see where you stack up? I didn't rank in the top 100 Bryan's. I quit searching at 100. But to my defense, Ken's is a much more accesible name. I contend with Bryan Adams, Bryan White, William Jennings Bryan and Bryan, Texas (not to mention a like named city in Ohio) . I've never heard of a city named Ken. I even checked to be sure.

My quest was not without its own discovery of hidden gems. I did come across a Christian college named after me, a firm that apparently is simply interested in reseaching me, a seemingly cannabalistic site, and another where someone found a key to my house.

Sadly, I also did not make the top 50 McAnally's, but I am the #9 Bryan McAnally (technically, I'm #8, too, because it references an article about me from my college fraternity's 'where are they now' column). Anyway, I also discovered many McAnally-related photos that have virtually nothing to do with me or my immediate family (insofar as I'm aware).

Well, at least I'm still my wife's husband, my children's daddy, and parent's youngest son, and most important, a child of God and an heir to His promise.

proverb #23

be suspicious of the good that wicked men can praise.

one more thing

go broncos!

out on a limb

my fearless Super Bowl predictions:

-- gatorade will be used as a dousing agent.
-- a groin will be pulled.
-- there will be a battle in the trenches.
-- someone will prove that 'fan' is short for 'fanatic.'
-- John Madden's bus will be referenced.
-- the half-time show will not be a true 'live' performance.
-- cliche's will be abused.

disclaimer: these predictions are for entertainment purposes only and not for basis of wagering.

Btw -- Kaylyn asked me why the two teams have the poision symbol on their helmets.
Hoping to clear up confusion, I explained that if she watched either team too much, it would make her sick.

That's why they call me 'dad.'

1/25/2003

sermon: mighty men of valor

Today, even now, people are gathering in living rooms all over this country to sit down on couches and La-Z-Boys and fill themselves with chips and dip while watching the biggest sporting extravaganza of the year. People will dress themselves up in team colors that they wouldn’t necessarily wear any other day of the year and shout and yell for players they don’t know, just because it’s the Super Bowl. As I’ve told many people, I’m rooting for the Broncos. They were my team before the season began, and they’re my team today. I keep hearing words like ‘delusional’ and ‘denial’ but I refuse to listen to the nay-sayers.

Maybe it’s the hoopla and the hype, maybe it’s just the fact that America loves a battle of champions. And to have two teams lining up across each other, beating each other silly until one team comes out on top - well, there’s just something about that seems American. Now, I don’t want to go overboard, but in many ways the Super Bowl is a uniquely American, patriotic event. The colors and pageantry. The fireworks. The loud noise. The excess of commercialism and the prevalence of scantily-clad cheerleaders. American football is known throughout the world for all these things, and each year, people flock by the billions to watch this spectacle known as the Super Bowl.

And you know, its really funny, when you see the game later, it almost grows in stature to mythical proportions. Quarterbacks become ‘field generals.’ Running backs become ‘thoroughbreds.” Linemen are “warriors,” Linebackers are “gladiators,” and defensive backs are “assassins.” Coaches are “geniuses,” “masterminds,” and “tacticians.” And as time passes and their victory is shown again and again on ESPN Classic, they become remembered as mighty men of valor who fought courageously and won the golden icon for their beloved city.

With this focus on these mighty men, it is appropriate today that our time of worship should be today on what it means to be a mighty man of valor before the Lord. And if you take the time to look in your Bible to study this issue, you’ll find something pretty interesting. I find it incredibly interesting that our world history is filled with many many mighty men of valor, as recorded in Scripture. In fact, that term “mighty men of valor” is found 27 times in the Bible, all in the Old Testament. A search of the more simple term “mighty men” brings up an additional 49 references, including one in Revelation. So the Bible has identified thousands of men throughout history who have been men of might and men of valor.

And if we look in Scripture and notice that there have been these men in the past, and we see that there will be these men in the future, it only stands to reason that it is possible that there are men today who can be and should be labeled as being a mighty man of valor. If that be true, it should lead us to ask a few questions. Questions like:

§ Are there any mighty men of valor here today? If so, what does that mean? Is it a good thing or a bad thing?
§ If you are not a mighty man of valor, do you want to be one? Are you willing to do what it takes? Are you content to be anything less than a mighty man of valor?
§ What does God want from our men today? How long will our men disobey and avoid the very call upon their life, for the sake of convenience or apathy?

To address these questions, we will go to the Scriptures, to gain insight and make applications on each of our own lives today. My prayer is that we would each be responsive to the Holy Spirit this day, and we would be willing to set aside anything that keeping us from being the men of God we were designed to be - mighty men of valor.

Please turn in your Bible to the Old Testament book of Zephaniah, chapter 1. Zephaniah was a prophet who was a direct descendant of Hezekiah and he prophesied during the reign of Josiah, king of Judah. He prophesied at a time of spiritual rebellion and apathy. The overall tone of this book is fairly dark, until the Lord reveals the hope of a coming day when Hebrews shall be a praise of all people on the earth. What is relevant to us, though, are the words of verses 12-18, that offer cautions to those in the audience who are mighty men of valor. Hear the words.

So what we have is a strong statement of condemnation and conviction upon all the people, but a particularly strong message against those who are known as mighty men. And these men are in big trouble. They will not escape judgment. They will not be able to fight their way out of it. They will not be able to buy their way out of it. They will not be able to debate or barter their way out of it. It will bring them to their knees. It will humble them, it will ruin them, and it will be right and appropriate when it happens.

Now, let’s keep that passage in mind as we hop over to the book of Zechariah, chapter 10. Zechariah prophesied this message approximately 120 years after Zephaniah’s prophecy, and his words were spoken in order to give God’s people hope amidst trying times. Interestingly, though the aim of the message is the similar in both passages - the call to repentance for the purpose of hope - where we see cautions in Zephaniah, we see challenges in Zechariah. Read chapeter 10 with me now:

In this passage, we see great words of hope, whereas we saw earlier foreboding messages of doom. God here promises that He will raise up His people, He will establish His men as mighty men, and prosper them and grow them and bless them. This is such a disparate message from the words of condemnation of Zephaniah. So, we the church today, are well served to take a little time and draw some conclusions from these two passages, so we might learn and determine to be children of the promise of hope, rather than heirs to the promise of condemnation.

The conclusions that we need to draw here are determinations of the variables in place that will make the difference between blessing and bane. And the first factor that we can conclude is the factor of leadership. Both groups have mighty men. Both groups have men who are in charge -whether it be figurative or literal. Both groups have men present, but the question we need to answer is - who’s really in charge?

What we’ll discover is that the Lord is in charge of both groups, but only one realizes it before it is too late. In the prophecy spoken through Zephaniah, God comes with authority to rain judgment upon those who falsely assumed that they were in charge and had the freedom to do whatever they wanted. To these, God took from them all they had gathered. To these, God removed all they had put into place. To these, God demolished all they had raised up. On the other hand, when we see the prophecy spoken through Zechariah, when God visits those who recognize God is their leader, He will build them up, He will restore and redeem them. He will strengthen them. He will bring them increase.

This is the variable of leadership. When man leads man, the inevitable result is ruin. When man says “We will do what we will do and expect God to bless unilaterally because we are His,” man is usurping the throne of God, and He will not stand for it. He will judge it, and with His judgment comes loss. But those who say, “We are servants of the Lord, and we will do only what He wants us to do, and nothing else,” only then do the people of God understand the proper chain of command. With this understanding comes prosperity and blessing.

The second conclusion to be drawn is one of laziness. The clear point of distinction to be seen here between the two prophecies is that the mighty men of Zephaniah were lazy. They presumed upon God. They toiled in their own efforts, in their own reasoning, and in their own logic because they thought they had the liberty to conduct the Lord’s work however they saw fit. And it brought them ruin. The mighty men of Zechariah, on the other hand, were men passionate about following God. They were made to be like the horses of the Lord. They were under the full bridle and control of the Holy Spirit. They were eager to be used, to be directed, to be controlled by the Holy Spirit. And it is that eagerness of spirit that made them subject to the full blessing of God.

And there is a third conclusion to be drawn here today, and that is the conclusion of liability. The bringing of judgment and blessing befalls each of these groups because of the attitudes, the behavior, and the conduct of the mighty men spoken of in each passage. The clear message to us today is that God will hold the men He has appointed as leaders liable for their leadership. You cannot blame anyone else. You cannot hand off your responsibilities to your wife, nor to your children. God will not hold them accountable for your failure to do your job. He will hold you accountable. And your attitudes, your behavior, and your conduct are and will be the standard God uses to bring forth judgment or blessing upon this congregation.

That leads us today to the simple culmination of choices. Today, God’s mighty men are called to make a choice. Are you going to be a mighty man of God? This is what it means to be a mighty man of God. It means to follow the leadership that God has established. Christ is the head of this church and He is to be followed absolutely. God will bring in a new pastor to this church in due time, and the men of God must lead the entire church to follow, support, pray for, encourage, and serve alongside the pastor God brings you. There is no room in God’s kingdom for those who will undermine, backbite, or act divisively against the man God brings to you. If you cannot follow God under the pastoral leadership of the man God brings here, you need to go somewhere where you can, instead of making it your intent do drive that pastor away. This church is God’s church, not your church, not your next pastor’s church. Romans 13 says that God establishes His order for your good, and for you to bristle against it is to invite judgment upon yourselves.

To be a mighty man of God also means that you cannot be lazy. You have to get out of the pews. You have to stand up and be counted. You need to be the leaders of your home. You need to be leaders of the ministries of this church. You need to be Kingdom leaders. We need to take the responsibility because it is our responsibility. If your wife has taken that responsibility away from you because you’ve been too lazy, then today is the day to claim it back in love. Ask her forgiveness for shirking your responsibilities and assume the God-given position of servant leadership that God has ordained for you.

There have been many times in history where the church has continued on, atop the backs of the faithful women of the church. And I thank God for those women. In fact, I believe that we are in one of those periods of time right now. At this church, two women are in active service for every one man who is. Two or three woman arrive to pray for every one man who shows up. We have several ministry teams where the only man in leadership is the pastor. And while I am very thankful for the ladies’ willingness to serve and to give, we must put two and two together to figure out that one main reason we struggle is because too many of our men are being lazy. They have said that anything else and everything else is more important than your time and service in the church. And we need to understand that in a fallen, sinful world it is the tactic of the enemy to use everything at his disposal to convince you that this lie is true. But we need to grasp that there is nothing more important than worshipping God day by day. We will teach our children through it. We will lead our families by it. We will edify the Lord and He will grow His kingdom with it. But when the mighty men are lazy and deny the importance of following God all the time, we shouldn’t be surprised or upset when the judgment inevitably arrives.

Today, men, your choices are simple ones, with profound implications. Assume your liability. Refuse to be lazy and apathetic. Become passionate in your zeal for the Lord. Ask the Lord to renew you, to rejuvenate you, to refill you. Ask the Lord to humble you, to assume the leadership of your life. Let Him reign today, so the days of your future will not be days of doom, but rather, days of prosperity and blessing.

who needs a shepherd, anyway?

I just read where the Roman Catholic Bishop of Northern California told the governor of that fine state to renounce his position on abortion, or cease taking the Holy Communion. To this, Gov. Davis' spokesperson said (sic) "the bishop should quit telling others how to practice their faith."

3 points of order:

Rom. 13:1-5
1 Cor. 11:18-31
2 Tim. 3:1-5

amen and amen.

good news

On Wednesday in Craig, the husband of a very dear friend of our prayed for the forgiveness of his sins and to receive Christ as Lord!

Please pray for him to grow in his faith and to be the leader of his home that God wants him to be.

proverbs #22

prayer is not conquering God's reluctance, but laying hold of his willingness.

1/24/2003

conversation starters


Valentine's Day may very well be my favorite time of the year, confectionarily speaking. I should qualify my statement by declaring that Christmas is the overall champion of holiday sweets-offerings, because very little can surpass my dad's home-made fudge of various flavors and my mother-in-laws turtles and peanut brittle. St. Val's day, though is a special in its own right because it offers the Conversation Hearts. When you look at particular candies that are mass produced around a given holiday, Conversation hearts are by far superior to all contenders.

Easter -- Peeps. After 10 or 12 of those marshmallow ducklings, nausea is inevitable. And partially digested yellow birds don't look nearly as cute coming back as they did going in. Cadbury Eggs were a strong contender for many years, but their influence has been watered down with the influx of egg-shaped snickers, dove truffles, and milky-way bars. Of course you have the Easter Bunny eggs, but really, all you really have is a fancied-up Hershey Bar designed to elicit a carnivorous rage. Or maybe its just me.

disclaimer: these are not regurgitated peeps. These peeps were involved in the highly illegal underground world of peep jousting. Let this image be a visual reminder of the perils of Peeps with toothpicks.

Halloween -- Kandy Korns. You can bite off the whites and leave the orange and yellow in the candy dish as a joke, and you can pretend you have walrus, vampire or vampire walrus teeth. After that, you've pretty much explored the gamut of this seasonal treat.

disclaimer: this is not Kandy Korn. This is the Rock Band Korn. It's all that came up in the image search. I'm sorry. However 4 out of 5 dentists recommend that you do not eat Korn of any variety spelled with a 'K,' suggesting such 'korn' is intentionally misleading, atttempting to confuse people into thinking they are actually eating a vegetable rather than candy, or in this case, a Rock Band's CD.

St. Patrick's Day -- nothing. Green Beer doesn't count. Neither do Lucky Charms.

In Fact, when you look at all the other holidays on the calendar, what your really have is just a feeble attempt by candy-makers to repackage their candy in the appropriate colors. It must work because they keep doing it, but they're not offering us anything special.

This said, I return to the Conversation Heart. The sweet treat that's fun to eat.

Talking points on this fine item:

1. The small ones are the only good ones. Big ones are too brittle.
2. The pink ones taste a bit like Pepto Bismol. I'm quick to share the pink.
3. Brach's smalls are the best, especially if eaten within 3 days of opening the package. After that, chipped teeth are a strong possibility.
4. Yellow is the best, followed closely by green, and then purple and orange.
5. This only leaves white, which can be reminiscent of an antacid tablet. Again, I don't mind sharing those.
6. The newer '21st century' messages are quite lame. Fax Me and You Rule just don't meet the standard of Ask Me, Get Real, Too Cool, and Soul Mate. You Rock is a heart of fairly limited application. Recipients really only include chair-bound grandparents, 80's Hair Bands, or Mr. Hudson and Mr. Duane Johnson (AKA 'The Rock').
7. Nothing is quite as wonderful as being handed a My Hero heart from my daughter.
8. This is one of the few candies where discretion must be used before sharing. For example Dino Mite would be the perfect heart to give to Jimmy JJ Walker, but Hey Babe may not be the best heart to give to a nun.
9. God has created within us Conversation Hearts. It's true. Romans 2:15 says the law of God is written in our hearts. 2 Cor. 3:2 says that we Christians are living epistles written on the hearts of our brothers and sisters in Christ, written not by ink but by the very Spirit of God.
10. My best guess of what my heart reads, as written by the spirit of God
U R Mine
4 given
My Child
One Way
Shine On
Tell Others
B Bold
XOXO
I Am
Love You

proverbs #21

it's a lot better to pardon too much than to condemn too much.

1/23/2003

i love my president because he's a man of principals principalities ideals

from WSJ Best of the web:

'His Own Unique Style'

A photo caption in an article on "Bushisms"--those minor verbal miscues the president makes--states: "In his own unique style, Bush told voters in Bentonville, Ark., that he'd been 'misunderestimated.' " So while ABC makes fun of Bush for misspeaking, it commits to writing the redundant phrase "his own unique style"--as if it would be unique if it were someone else's too. We always expected more from a major network, but we guess we misoverestimated ABC.



just yesterday, I heard him say that Iraqi soldiers that followed Saddam's orders would be persecuted as war criminals. I know he meant prosecuted. didn't he? what I really enjoy is when smug pseudointellectuals get caught making the same errors they pin upon others.

controversy in the body

blogs 4 god recently entertained the controversial notion that abortion is wrong by encouraging a parody of an actual poster contest proffered by planned parenthood. Several well-respected and talented bloggers responded in protest, including a few like Kevin and Irene and Jordon, each of whom I read on a regular basis. And actually, I am writing my comments here because of them (which I hope will be taken as 'a good thing,' when it's all typed and done).

I took the time to read every blog that I could and here are my summary observations:
1. Consensus that abortion is wrong
2. The resulting division over the parody poster/slogan contest is indicative of a larger problem in the body of Christ.

And in the second summary statement, I believe the irreducible factor that seems to be so continually challenging is embodied in this word: grace.

First, we (Christians) failed to gracefully address the horribly traumatic issue of abortion by actually engaging in a parody. I understand the point of satire is often to drive home the stark barbarity of an issue. Malice is rarely the intent, correction of a wrong, rather, is. Few could read Swifts' A Modest Proposal and not be repulsed by the content, yet at the same time convicted by the intent. That stated, when we act without grace to those desperately in need of it -- even if our actions are covered by the banner of satire or parody, we risk reeking of Pharasaic legalism if the intention of satire or parody is missed or superceded by a larger, condeming inference of moral superiority.

Few of us would be comfortable with our own every day thoughts, much less our deeds, presented for ridicule in such an insensitive manner. But we seem comfortable with this form of parody because we are ridiculing a nameless, faceless problem. 42 million babies since 1972 is incomprehensible. But each one of those babies had a mother -- and a father -- who sinned grievously and is in need of redemption and restoration (not mentioning the untold number of Christians who have willfully aborted the unborn). And the church -- Christ's Bride and God's temple -- has been called to be a refuge, a sanctuary, and a home of healing for those most desperately in need of it. For us to wantonly throw out slogans like, Babies, the other white meat makes us guilty of the same objectification that creates an attitude embracing the very actions we claim to loathe. When Christians strive harder to assault the sensitivities of 'wrongdoers' than we do to be ambassadors of reconciliation, we become guilty of being known more for what we are against rather than who we are for.

Then, to compound the problem, those who are outraged by the smarmy condescension react by excising themselves from those who were offensive, though I'm not convinced the Christ offers us that liberty. Rather than exhibiting the grace that was obviously lacking in the original offense, the additional lack of grace only exacerbates the conflict, instead of ameliorates it. Our motives in 'separation' may be good: showing our outrage to others, particularly if they are new, growing believers, or even pre-converted seekers; having our own sense of good taste so violated that we cannot continue the fellowship with the offenders. Whatever our motive, though, it will be largely unappreciated by those who observe the departure. Those who are intended to benefit the most by such an action tend to be the ones damaged the most. How this applies to an 'e-community' I don't really know. My hope is that Kevin and Jordon rethink their decisions to leave blogs4god because there are many times I am reminded to visit their blogs by a commentary of a post supplied by the compiler. In a big world with lots of people giving their two cents, it would be unfortunate to lose two decent voices that should continue to be heard (or read) by as many people as possible).

Jesus said, "by this all will know you are my disciples, by your love for one another. (John 13:35)" We have twice-offended the cause of Christ by twice mis-identifying the enemy (thanks Irene, for that insight). Ephesians 6:12 reminds us who we are fighting. To everyone else we are told to love and abound in grace. I encourage disagreement, discussion, and dialogue -- it's how we grow. But never at the expense of a schism in the body of Christ.

I am passionate for life, especially the life of the unborn. But we must continue to value one another and minister to one another gracefully, so that when we are led to minister to others in grace, our testimony cannot be used against us in a world so inclined to reject grace and the first and easiest excuse to do so.

my socks are thick

and accordingly, my shoes don't fit well today. So I'm working sans Nikes. Please excuse my deference to podiacal (a real word? you be the judge) comfort.

a.m. sports wrap-up

I'm totally impressed that the Williams sisters are in the fourth consecutive major final opposing one another. And Andre Agassi is impressively working toward his 4th Austrailian open championship. Isn't he like 74 years old?

Michael Jordan became the 3rd leading scorer in NBA history. And it only cost him his marriage and his legacy of going out on top as a champion. Way to go!

The Raiders and Bucs play just a couple days for the championship of the known world. Oakland is favored. I'm rooting for the Broncos. And I don't care what anyone says, I'm not in denial.

In giving a "shout out" to Kelli's uncle Gene and aunt Geraldine, the U of Texas lady's hoops coach just won her 800th career game. They're big fans, so we can root for the "lady longhorns," too.

now, on to the five-day forecast with Stormy Weathers.

good advice

from monster.com:

make sure your email address conveys the right message. Be professional. john.doe@somewhere.com is much better than hotbabe45@somewhere.com

proverbs #21

The pastor is called to be a shepherd, not a sheep dog.

1/22/2003

on the cutting edge of science

also via the WSJ best of the web:

Scientists study why the elderly fall


I spent a whoooooole lot of time not paying attention in honors physics back in high school, but one word keeps pinging my brain:



gravity


it's not just a good idea. Its the law. (someone funnier than me once said that)

proverbs #20

the most mischievous liars are those who keep sliding on the verge of truth

and we hold these things to be true...

from the WSJ 'best of the web:"

The Soft Bigotry of the Teachers Union

The New Jersey Education Association's Web site features a brochure for download called "Getting Involved in Your Child's School." It comes in three versions; the first is simply described as "a parent's resource" (links in PDF format). The second is written in Spanish, but the third is curious. It's called the "African-American version."


Why is an African-American version necessary? Who knows, but there are differences between the text of two versions. For example, here's how the "parent's resource" answers the question: "Why do teachers need my help?":



Today, there is an increasing emphasis on individualized instruction--fitting the curriculum to the child. Teachers want to employ new methods and materials to give each child personal guidance.


When you assist teachers with growing paperwork, make instructional materials, or conduct a science experiment, you give them more time for planning activities, for trying new teaching strategies, and for working directly with children. As a parent volunteer, you allow them to be more effective teachers--and the school obtains your skills and services that might be unavailable due to financial limitations.



Here's how the "African-American version" answers the same question:



Today, teachers want to use new methods and materials to give each child personal guidance.


When you assist teachers, you give them more time to work with children. You allow them to be more effective teachers.



We actually like the African-American version better; it takes just 36 words to say the same thing the parent's resource says in 91. But another way of looking at it is that the New Jersey teachers union seems to think their material has to be dumbed down for the benefit of black parents.



I would think that this would be incredibly offensive to African Americans. I'm offended as someone who prefers simplicity, as well as the assumption that we are racially on an 'equal playing field.'

hunting stories

my dad sent me this link of an animated story, called "fishin ain't so bad." It's not offensive, or vulgar...just...male.

It reminds me of a couple of things.

I can remember eating at a Singles banquet at Riverside Baptist Church, as a relatively new Christian. I was sitting next to this guy who was bragging about how he liked to go out to the wilderness during hunting season and raise a ruckus to scare away the deer from the evil hunters. I was silently eating my supper wondering what the bag limit happened to be on the Colorado Broad-chested Urban Moron when -- no kidding - he said, "I just think it is so cruel that these deer are killed just so we can eat them....who has tried these meatballs? They're delicious!

the great songwrite Phoebe Buffay once wrote:
The cow in the field says 'moo'
The cow in the field says 'moo'
Then the farmer hits him on the head with a hammer
and that's how we get hamburger


The three most disturbing words on an ingredients list: mechanically separated chicken. I read this on Slim Jim's and Campbell's chicken noodle soup while waiting for prescriptions. I bought the soup anyway. Decided to not "snap into a Slim Jim."

The first time I went hunting after I was of legal age, my dad and I were out on our property. Saw a nice little 3 point buck and fired away. Alas, it was not as clean of a shot as I'd have had liked. After tracking a blood trail for about 250 yards, finally came upon it lying behind some tall brush. rather than a kill shot to the heart, lungs, or brain, I instead gave the poor animal a lead enema. Shot it in the rectum. I'm as ashamed to type it as you are to read it. Anyway, my dad then gave me the .357 pistol to shoot it in the head and end its misery. I pull back the hammer on the revolver, aim from point-blank range, and pull the trigger.

I missed.

"Are you trying to scare the thing to death?" my dad asked. He took the pistol and succeeded where I had failed. I was a little reluctant to continue hunting after that, but Ted Nugent helped me work through those issues, and have had many more successful hunting ventures since then....


except when I went elk hunting with a good friend and our dads. We were in a valley and a herd of fifty elk came over the ridge. just as we took aim, bullets started slinging and whizzing right over our heads. Apparently, hunters lining the valley thought the homo sapiens standing between them and their trophy wall mounts were a small price to pay. we all fell to our faces and were told to take aim. I settled on a HUGE cow (female) elk. My friend and I fired instantaneously. We both shouted, "Got it!" and (yep, you guessed it) arrived at the fallen beast to discover that we had both shot the same animal. That year, I took home half an elk. not many people can say that. Other than that, my hunts have really been successful.


except for the one time Kelli went with me and we didn't see anything on a full weekend of elk hunting. Upon going back to the folk's land, I still had a deer tag to fill. So, I felt the need to impress my future wife with my ability to slay a deer. Took a 400+ yard shot at a large buck. Didn't come close, but felt compelled to hunt it down and shoot it and put it in my freezer. I stalked the animal. Got within fifty yards. Squatted down to get in shooting position and complete the task.

and sat on a cactus.

I couldn't have been more pathetic if I were Wile E. Coyote. At 20 years old, I had to have my mommy remove cactus quills from my rear. Kelli was certainly impressed.

I haven't hunted now in probably five years. A lack of time more than anything. And that I'm the only one in my home who'll eat venison. But I look forward to that day in the future when I can take my son to the rugged Colorado landscape and embellish story after story, and spend some wonderful time together. Just him, me, and a fully-loaded high power rifle.

in my inbox

hmmm...

A Sign at a Business Establishment Philadelphia, PA:

"WE WOULD RATHER DO BUSINESS WITH 1000 ARAB TERRORISTS THAN WITH A SINGLE JEW"

This sign was prominently displayed in the window of a business in Philadelphia. Most would be outraged at the thought of such an inflammatory statement. One would think that anti-hate groups from all across the country would be marching on this business. And that the National Guard might have to be called to keep the angry crowds back.

But, perhaps in these stressful times, one might be tempted to let the proprietors simply make their statement. We are a society who holds "Freedom of Speech" as perhaps our greatest liberty. And after all, it is just a sign.

You may ask what business would dare post such a sign?





Goldberg's Funeral Home
(Who knew morticians had a sense of humor?)

the tests are in

and Kelli and Kaylyn have captured the streptococcal (strep) bacteria in their respective throats. At much personal sacrifice, they have quarantined themselves from the general population for 48 hours. While their efforts are substantial, we should warn you that there is a slim possibility that the remant strains of the bacteria may be in hiding out in the environment, and may attempt to strike if the opportunity arises.

btw -- I had to go to webmd to learn that this was bacterial, and not viral.

btw -- Cotter threw up in the car on the way to get the ladies' medicine. He's fine. Just sympathetic.

btw -- it took over two hours to fill the prescription. The scripts were for penecillin and a penecillin variant. It's not like they had to fly to Africa and hunt down some ebola-stricken monkey to create an antivirus. I'm standing at the counter and thinking, "I'm no pharmacy tech graduate, but I think even I could to to the 'p' shelf and find what I'm looking for." And Kaylyn's cost nearly $60 -- with the copay. Took it home and she doesn't care for the flavor. So, not suprisingly, she's not keen on taking it. But I've informed her, for $60, she'll be swallowing down every last drop of that suspension liquid -- so we don't have to buy it again.

btw -- when Bryan goes shopping and has to wait two hours, he ends up as a casualty of 'impulse purchases." I actually bought scissors yesterday because they were only $1. I need scissors like I need a hole in the head. Which is what the scissors are for, I suppose.

btw -- speaking of a hole in the head: my Wal-Mart associate actually said this - - "They can find a way to re-attach a head to a spinal column, but they haven't found a cure for strep." I just nodded my head, thankful that I didn't need to have it reattached to my spinal column.

and one more thing -- when I get sick, Kelli just has one more baby to take care of. When Kelli get's sick...Kelli just has one more baby to take care of. I tried to buck up and do her job...but I'm wasn't very good at it. At 3:30 when Kelsi woke up because Cotter cried out that Pinnocchio's nose scared him, I should have gotten up and secured the perimeter and controlled the situation. What did I do? "Hunnneeee....I've got to get some sleeeeep. Kelli didn't gripe. Didn't scold me. Didn't whine (since there was enough for both of us). She got up and rocked Kelsi to sleep.

Despite my efforts, at times I can still be quite lame.

Kelli...is awesome.


do my glands look swollen to you? I think I'm beginning to feel flushed.

sacrilegious hocus pocus

Illusionists Penn & Teller, Lance Burton, & "the Amazing Jonathan" (I can't even type that name with a straight face) band together to ricule Christ, His followers.

1/21/2003

proverbs #19

Satan loves to keep Christians so over-busy in "the Lord's work" that the Lord can get no opportunity to tell them what He wants them to do.

proverbs # 18

some men pray high but give low

1/20/2003

my statement of resignation

Back in seminary, Kelli and I made the determination that we would always be willing to follow God wherever He was leading us. Throughout the years following that commitment, the Lord has taken us to exciting places of spiritual discovery and development. His leading brought us here to First Southern Baptist Church, and we have thanked God every day for allowing me to pastor a church family that has loved us and supported us. I’m quite certain that I have learned more than I have taught and my family has been blessed repeatedly by your sacrifice and generosity. When we arrived here just a short fifteen months ago, we came with dreams and expectations of establishing a lifelong ministry here, pledging to ourselves and to you that we would invest our lives here as long as the Lord ordained for us to do so.

Recently, I was contacted by the North American Mission Board of the Southern Baptist Convention to discuss becoming involved with a ministry opportunity. When I learned that I would be unable to be a part of that ministry and continue serving as your pastor, I declined the opportunity. NAMB continued to pursue the possibility, and I was reminded by the Holy Spirit that I had pledged to always be willing to go wherever He called, whenever He called. After much prayer and much discussion with Kelli, we have determined that God is indeed calling me to resign my position as pastor of this fine church, effective February 16, 2003, to assume responsibilities as the men’s missions education editor for the North American Mission Board. This new opportunity will allow me to use the gifts of writing and editing multiple publications, teaching in conferences around the country, and also to develop the pastoral gifts of counseling and encouraging.

Kelli and I want to thank you for all that you have done for us and alongside us. We want to thank you for loving us and praying for all of us. We truly believe that God has wonderful blessings in store for this church and we are excited to hear all He accomplishes through you in the years ahead. Please know we will continue in prayer for you. Thank you and we love you.

1/19/2003

more on sanctity

got this story from this blog, both of which are very good.

two quick comments:

1. this is a great quote, wisely worded: "By working together to protect the weak, the imperfect and the unwanted, we affirm a culture of hope and help ensure a brighter future for all."

I believe that the unborn since 1972 have been denied their civil rights. The right to life. The right to liberty. And the right to the pursuit of happiness.

2. NARAL says that this is a "decision to be made between a woman and her doctor." The doctor in focus is most often an abortionist who daily violates his/her hippocratic oath to protect and preserve life because of significant financial motivations. The woman is most often frightened, uncertain, confused, and/or inconvenienced by the presence of the infant human child in her womb. AND -- most often, the man responsible for the contribution of the sperm to the ovum (remember, that's still how pregancy occurs) is excluded or absent.

How often can 'good decisions' come from two people -- one of whom is fearful of the inevitably dramatic change of life and the other who is driven almost exclusively by greed -- when two others who have an intimately vested interest (see: father and child) in the outcome?.

One more thing -- in the 90 seconds it took to read this entry, five (5) infant human children were murdered at the hands of an abortionist.
five futures never realized
five voices never heard
five smiles never seen
five life dreams never pursued
five family lines never blessed
five cries never comforted
five potentials

lost


for what?

the sanctity of human life

one father's dedication to his daughter

the well-presented ohio right to life page

some images of the grace of God




My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them. How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them! (Psalm 139:15-17)

global average of women to abortions -- 1:1

and on a related note
two stories I wrote for SBCLife for Sanctity of Human Life Sunday back in 1998, and another on the loss of a precious life, grieved by a seminary dean (and here are the sites related to his son's convicted murderer).

sermon

Our church has experienced some exciting situations in the past week, and those experiences have led me to seek the Lord’s leading on what to preach. And because I’ve always strived to be responsive to the Holy Spirit, today’s message, you will find, does not share the title nor scripture of the one printed in your bulletin.

About ten days ago, we came together for a monthly ministry meeting, and the subject of the school came up, as it often does. There was, for the first time in my time here, real discussion about the school ministry. The main result out of that meeting was a newfound awareness of on the part of the church to search for the will of God through fervent prayer. After listening to the fine message by chaplain Pritt given last Sunday, and the words of those who felt led to speak before the congregation emphasize this need and reality even more. Then, just this past Wednesday, in our church council and deacons meetings, two themes prevailed through both discussions: prayer and revival.

Prayer and revival. Revival and prayer. Two sides to the same coin. Peanut butter and jelly. Macaroni and cheese. Bert and Ernie. Laurel and Hardy. We’ve been talking about prayer and revival for fifteen months here, and for all the talk that has been had, we’ve seen little in terms of prayer and even less in terms of revival. Oh yes, we’ve got the same 25 people showing up each week for our prayer meeting. And I thank God for that 25. And I absolutely believe God (can and) will do more with 25 people devoted to prayer than he will with a church of thousands going through the motions. So please do not hear me being critical to anyone who has made a commitment to being a prayer warrior for the kingdom. The problem we’re experiencing, in my observation is because we have confused the mechanics of prayer for the purpose of prayer. Too many of us seem to think just because we close our eyes and bow our heads and say a few words and wrap it up in a bow that says “In Jesus’ Name I pray,” then God is somehow bound by a magic spell to answer our prayer. This isn’t prayer, any more than my going into the capitol building and shouting “helloooo” to hear my echo is me addressing congress.

In this spirit, I believe God has given me a message today that we may be corrected on what God wants and expects from us if this church ever is to experience spiritual victory and the accomplishment of all that God has planned for this church. My prayer is that All of God’s people will hear His word and be convicted and encouraged wherever the Spirit reigns.

Today, I don’t have a fancy three point alliterated message for us. I only have one verse of Scripture that we will receive from the Holy Spirit and examine for understanding and submission. The scripture is this, found in 2 Chronicles 7:14:
If my people who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and I will heal their land.

The reason why the Lord has given me this verse, I believe is two-fold. First of all, I believe He has given this passage because it is one of the most popular scriptures in terms of all the “talk and rhetoric” of revival and prayer. Christians all over this church, all over this country will be quick to quote this scripture in the conversation that says, “we just need to be praying for revival.” Whenever this scripture is said, its almost always followed by “amens” and “that’s right” but I’m not so confident that it is often followed by actual prayer. So, let’s break it down and let the Lord speak to us, so that we may, as James says, be doers and not just hearers of the word, so that we will not deceive ourselves.

First off, God addresses the promise of 2 Chronicles 7:14 to “my people who are called by my name.” He is talking to us! We need to understand this – God is not waiting, as Richard Harris says, “for the pagan, mean, evil, depraved, ruthless, decadent lost sinners to come to him so he can heal the land.” He is waiting for His people. Those who are called according to His name. He is waiting for His bride, the church. God understands that it is the nature of people in darkness to behave darkly. It is the nature of man to be a sinner. It is the nature of one who is a slave to the world to behave the way their master dictates. But God has issued the clarion call, “my people, who are called by my name!”

How many of you here are Christians? Raise your hand. That word “Christian” is the name of God. It’s not your name. It’s His Name. Jesus is the Christ. If you are a Christian, then you are a follower of Christ. And if you are a child of God according to His name, then God is talking to you! He is waiting for us to get to a point where we can handle and receive God’s blessing. He’s waiting for us to become “bless-able.” But we’re not behaving that way. We are the children of God behaving like we are the sons of the adversary. We are children of light who prefer to live in spiritual darkness. We are children of truth, who choose to deal with lies and deception. We are children of the King who reject the prosperity of heaven for the poverty of the flesh. And as long as we conduct ourselves in this manner, we will not hear from God, and we will not receive the fulfillment of His promises of blessing.

And some of you here today will be quick to say that you’ve been forgiven for all your conduct and so you justify bad behavior incorrectly under the encompassing grace of God. And if you are tempted to make that mistake, I encourage you to hear the next words. God declares, “if you will humble yourselves.

And if He’s waiting for us, what is in the world is He waiting for? He’s waiting for us to humble ourselves! He says, “If you will humble yourselves….” He’s making it clear here that God’s people have a paramount need to humble ourselves. And if I ask “do you know what it means to humble yourselves?” I’m not being clever or mean spirited. I’m honestly asking, because some people do not have a clue what it means to be humble. They don’t know what it takes to move from a high and lofty estimation of one’s self, and to humbly lower themselves, so that they are thinking of themselves appropriately.

To humble ourselves mean to rid ourselves of pride. What does God say about pride? He refuses to answer prayer because of pride. It causes sinful words to fall from our mouths. Pride inevitably brings about shame. Its fruit is contention. It deceives. It generates violence. And most important, the Lord has set Himself in opposition to the proud. He hates it and will bring low those who are filled with pride.

As bad as pride is, you would think it would be so obvious to recognize. But pride thrives when cloaked as false humility. In fact, Paul sternly warns the Christians to not be defrauded of their reward by those who are guilty of false humility. And false humility is Satan’s tool to indulge the desires of the flesh using sweetly-worded but never-fulfilled motives. And the tactic is so effective because often, God’s people don’t want to look ‘mean’ by challenging or confronting something that sounds so good and nice. And when that occurs, sin dwells in the camp of the Lord, and the cause of the Kingdom suffers.

We must rid ourselves of pride. We must confess that our ways are sinful. We must declare – no way but God’s way! We must say, “I don’t care if I have to go back to ground zero, to step one, to ‘point A,’ I will humble myself and deny and reject and repent of anything that has come between me and my Savior Jesus Christ.

We also must rid ourselves of self-sufficiency. So many Christians, and dare I say, too many of us, are self-sufficient. We claim to want to glorify God, but only if we can do it for Him. We say we want to trust Jesus, but we hold on to our money and our time and our talents like they are non-renewable resources. Friends, this is just not possible. We bring no glory to God on our own. We bring nothing but our availability to the table when it comes to bringing Glory to God. Anything that we have in life we only have because He has given it to us, and we must therefore release our grip of death upon it or it just may turn around and choke the life right out of us! God brings glory to Himself, and He has ordained to use man to accomplish this. But He has no fellowship with the proud, He sets Himself against the proud in opposition, and He will glorify Himself at the expense of the proud if the proud will not humble themselves.

Then God says, “pray.” Again, we do such a good job talking about prayer. But too few are really doing it. We still have people who will show up faithfully for business meetings to make sure their vote is counted on a ministry where they’ve got a vested interest, but they won’t make the time to come pray with their church family the other three Wednesdays a week. We have people who are quick to decry the evils of this world and Satan’s seemingly firm grip on the things of this world, but would never dare to engage the enemy through fervent prayer.

Maybe we need to be reminded what prayer is. Prayer is nothing less than the vehicle that moves us from our will to God’s will. Prayer doesn’t inform God of our motives; it is to align us to His purpose. Praying is submitting oneself to God’s perfect will, no matter what His will provides. It means accepting God on His terms, not challenging Him to accept us on ours.

I tell you this, too. We must – must – cease offering prayers that the Lord cannot answer. When we ask God to bless people (namely ourselves) who are mired in sin, the Lord cannot answer that prayer. And if you want to counter, “the Lord can do anything,” I’d argue that the Lord cannot do anything that is in contradiction with His character and nature. He hates sin. He will not bless sin. He will judge it, though, and we are told to flee from His judgment, not ask for it! Furthermore, we can no longer ask God to bless ministries – any ministry – that has born fruit of dissention and animosity. He simply will not do it! And I tell you this – its not the ministry’s fault. It’s the people’s fault. Ministries – even ones that still manufacture good works – can lose the blessing of God when the pride of people leads that ministry to be operated in the flesh than in the Spirit. And God’s people cannot presume upon God that He is obliged to bless something that He left because He opposes the pride of those who are stewards over it.

On the heels of prayer, God says, “seek my face.” The only way we as Christians, our ministries, our church is pleasing in the sight of God is if we humbly, fervently seek His face. You cannot have a proud heart and see the face of God. You cannot entrench yourself and say, “we will not change, we will do it my way,” and expect to see God smiling upon you. Only by seeking His face can we see ourselves as we truly are. Only by catching the glimpse of the Father can we see the error of our ways. Flesh loves pride. Ego breeds the pharisaic ‘holier-than-thou” attitude. Only when we behold the countenance of our high, holy, perfect, pure Father God do we recognize the truth. This is who we are: sinners in need of forgiveness. Fallen people saved by grace. Redeemed believers who are called, commanded, and accountable to be ambassadors of Jesus to this lost and dying world.

God says we must turn from our wicked ways. He is calling us to repent. We must turn from our ways. They are wicked. Ways that attack our brothers and sisters in Christ are deplorable, disgusting, and wicked. We must turn from them! We must turn away from the words and deeds that destroy the fabric of unity of our church. We must turn from the ways that advance our own cause at the expense of the body. It doesn’t matter how much you support any person, any ministry, any cause. If you have said or done anything – ever – to damage this church, whether you intended to or not, you must repent!

And I say this, too. It doesn’t mean just saying “I’m sorry.” I’ve discovered that “I’m sorry” and and a $10 bill will buy you a small coffee at Starbucks, and leave the clerk thinking you felt bad you didn’t have a $20 for the next larger size. “I’m sorry” are two cheap, hollow, ineffectual words that do more harm than good if they are said in a spirit of repentance. Repentance is much more than just being sorry. It is true remorse that you have offended the other. You are only repentant if you are grieved in your spirit that something you said or did inflicted harm on another. Repentance means that not only are you full of regret, but you will be intentional about not inflicting further damage on that person again.

With this in mind, I say this – if you think you are a Christian just because you said “I’m sorry” to God, you may be full of false hope. The standard that God has set is repentance. Jesus said, “unless you repent, you will all likewise perish.” You must turn from your wicked ways, you must forsake evil, and pursue the ways of God by the leading of His Holy Spirit.

If we do not turn from our wicked ways, we will experience two inevitable results. First of all, you’ll see that nothing will change. The ministries that struggle now will continue to struggle. The battle for commitment will continue to seem like a losing one. The peace, the joy, the fellowship – they’ll all continue to be tidal experiences, coming and going, rising and falling based upon the crowd you happen to be with at the moment. And if our church still refuses to turn from its wicked ways – individually and corporately – God will remove His hand of grace and provision from it completely. And if He ever does that, our church will join the cemetery of churches filling Florence that are alive but dead, open but closed, gathering but not communing. May we commit to not letting that become the destiny of our church. May we today establish a firm resolve to humble ourselves, to pray, to seek His face, and to turn from our wicked ways.

If we will do this today – God has given us this promise: “I will hear from heaven and I will heal their land.”

Oh, that we would grasp the beauty and majesty of this promise. He will hear our prayer. He will turn to face us. He will return to fellowship with us. He will revive our Spirits. He will restore us to prominence. He will heal our land. He will cure us. He will commune with us.

My heart’s cry for fifteen months has been that the Lord would hear our prayer. That he would end the infighting. That He would bind the enemy. That He would prosper our ministries. That He would grow His kingdom through us. That He would stir up the hearts of our men to be leaders. That He would pour His Living Water to quench the fires of contention. That He would heal our land. I believe in my heart that you want that, too. But we must humble ourselves. We must pray. We must seek His face. And we must turn from our wicked ways.

And we must be willing to spare no expense for this to occur. Today, I expect the Holy Spirit to move you from your pews. I have asked God, I have begged God to convict you of your hard-hearts. I have asked God to convict your spirits of apathy. I have implored God to reveal your actions and attitudes of pride. I’ve asked God to do these things not so one side or the other can say “AHA!” but so the congregation can say, “amen. Lord, hear our prayer!” God is eager to heal us. His Holy Spirit is aggressively moving today so that we can have renewed fellowship with Him. Today, this church must commit to undoing years – and I mean years – of evil, wicked ways – making it right with whomever has been harmed – no matter what the expense. What this church does today, individually and corporately, sets the agenda for its course of the future.


proverbs #17

to put off repentance another day means one more to repent of and one less to repent in.