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The Chronicles of Narnia; The Silver Chair

While Mr. Lewis certainly needs no review from a 'son of Adam' like me, I did just want to comment on my favorite line from the book. Fear not, I will offer no spoilers if you haven't found time to read book 6 in the series. I would just say that you are missing out until you have read them all. This line is sandwiched in a scene with a Marsh-wiggle and a Witch. (That line makes no sense to anyone who has never heard of Narnia.) The Witch is trying to convince the heroes, including the aforementioned marsh-wiggle, that the world they thought existed was only an illusion. The Marsh-wiggle, called Puddleglum, says the following: One word, Ma'am. One word. All you've been saying is quite right, I shouldn't wonder. I'm a chap who always liked to know the worst and then put the best face I can on it. So I won't deny any of what you've said. But there's one thing more to be said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those thin

Decisions, Decisions, Decisions

Decisions, decisions, decisions.  Do you ever get tired of choosing? Everywhere we turn we have options. Yes, it gives us freedom to personalize everything, but we’ve eliminated simple. Take coffee for example. I don’t drink the sludge, but it appears ordering   cup involves 17 mini-decisions. Sizes, spices, toppings and choice of your first child’s name is just too much when ordering a drink. Just give me a hot chocolate. Done. Deciding to order pizza used to be easy as well. Pick a topping and you were done. Now I have options on toppings, cheese, sauce and even what they do with the crust. Just make me a pizza. And forget about buying a cell phone or computer. My head explodes when I see all the choices that have to be made there. I’d like to be done with choosing. But that presents a problem as well. If we don’t make decisions about life, then options will be chosen for us. We consume, on average, over 7 hours of media every day. I’m not sure we’ve factored in the Amish in t

God First, Man Second: Christmas Edition Part 1

I've decided to take my Monday morning focus and zoom in on some scriptures that surround the birth of Christ. The same rules apply. It's God first and man in a distant second. The angel answered, “The Holy Spirit will come on you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God. Even Elizabeth your relative is going to have a child in her old age, and she who was said to be unable to conceive is in her sixth month. For no word from God will ever fail.” “I am the Lord’s servant,” Mary answered. “May your word to me be fulfilled.” Then the angel left her. ~Luke 1:35-38 Here we have an angel delivering what has to be, like, the biggest news any teenage girl has, like, ever received. But this is more than just telling a girl she's miraculously pregnant. We learn about God in these verses. The power of God overshadows. God has actually made a way for His Spirit to be in us! We can always trust God's Word.

In a Pit with a Lion on a Snowy Day

Mark Batterson has taken a somewhat obscure couple of Bible passages and made a whole book about it. Yes, he's that good. The book is called In a Pit With a Lion on a Snowy Day . The subtitle is How to Survive and Thrive When Opportunity Roars . The story has to do with one of King David's mighty men, a man by the name of Benaiah. There was this one time when he chased a lion into a snowy pit. Then he killed the lion. End of story. If you're looking for more details, you won't find any. But if you combine that with other references that tell us about Benaiah becoming the leader of ol' Dave's army, and you can can start to put together a few details. Benaiah was one bad dude. And you can be too. That's what Mark tells us....sort of. Even though there isn't much to the story, Mark does a fantastic job of inspiring us to embrace the tough times in life and realize that God has many plans for us. Only some of the experiences will be filled with rainbows

What About Them? What About Me?

As I was applying discipline to my son (yet again), his older sister said, 'This is going to be good.' My first thought was that I had not seen such bloodthirsty behavior in my children. Then I took a second to ponder. Isn't this what they seek every time they tattle? Aren't they looking for justice to be meted out in quick fashion? Could it be that my children stand back in giddy excitement whenever a sibling is in trouble? Sigh. So, after finishing with my son, who indeed did deserve punishment, I moved on to his sister. We had a conversation about what loving our brother really means. We talked about how we should want good for one another, not bad. It was later that I realized how very human their response is. The fact is that we all cry out to God for justice to be delivered to our enemies. We're not the first generation to be like this.You can just about flip blindly through the book of Psalms and land on a song where David wishes punishment on his ene

God First, Man Second; 1 Corinthians 10:30-31

If I take part in the meal with thankfulness, why am I denounced because of something I thank God for? So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. ~1 Corinthians 10:30-31 It's turkey time this week. So I wanted a verse that focused on thankfulness. Or at least contained the word. Because, as you know, I'm nothing if not current with the times. Who knows, I may even mention Rebecca Black in an upcoming post sometime soon. Has her 15 minutes already passed? Anyways, I know I could have chosen a more basic verse on being thankful, however, that's not how I roll. I chose this scripture from 1 Corinthians simply because Paul is in the middle of an impassioned plea for Christian brothers and sisters to get along. I agree. We tend to complain about a lot of stuff that just doesn't matter. Or, if it matters a little bit, it won't by next week. That's just how fickle we are. We are very much like seventh grade girls, majoring in

God's Story, Your Story

It has been about a decade since I have read a book by Max Lucado. (Max, I'm sorry.) It wasn't for any dislike I had for his books. In fact, quite the opposite. I had probably spent the previous decade reading every book he published. I guess I just needed a break. But the title alone intrigued me enough to lure me back. I'm glad it did. Jumping into a book by Max Lucado is like putting on your comfy pants on a rainy day. Being the lyrical wordsmith he is, his writing just warms you instantly. This particular book is about our story being more than just a one-chapter tale. We are not destined to fail. Yes, the subject matter may be familiar, in a day when we're constantly prodded to be more than we are. The difference with Lucado is that you can read without feeling lost in technical jargon, made-up schemes or quick-fix ideas. More than mere pop-phsychology, this book offers a genuine look into how we are called to be part of the greatest story ever told. Let it

The Truth is in the Mirror

Last Friday I posted a story about a meal with my kids. Luke (8 years old) forgot his manners. Jacie (10 years old) called him out. Luke (still 8 years old) did not like it. It was a good time and you can read about the details here . As funny as I though Jacie's comment was, I did feel bad for my son. After all, he already has to live with two sisters. That's not easy. I know this all too well. (Feel free to comment, sisters.) But he had just been called out cold on something that he already finds frustrating. Shouldn't we all be able to sympathize? Or maybe you're some super person that enjoys having others call out your faults. Perhaps you're the type of person who enjoys sitting around while others list, in detail, all the things about you which annoy them. Oh, you're not one of those types of people? Maybe we don't have to enjoy it, but I think we should expect it. And, in our experiences, it won't be somethig relatively harmless like talkin

God First, Man Second: John 3:16-17

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him. ~John 3:16-17 This one is real simple. Each Monday I like to start out the blogging week with a reminder of how God comes first in scripture. We figure out who God is and then we realize who we are. It's kind of like basing all other Indianapolis Colts quarterbacks on the performance of Peyton Manning. You realize really quick that there is no comparison. In John 3:16-17, we have a clear vision of who God is and what He has done. Our part, by comparison, is quite simple. God loves. God gives. We get to not be condemned. God is love. God is giving eternal life. We are not condemned. Wow. Think that through. We are not condemned. That is simply amazing! God is the life giver and we are the recipients. That is why God comes first and we come in

Immaturity Times Two

It's not an uncommon event. With 3 children 10 and under, immaturity happens quite frequently in my house. My wife would be quick to add that said immaturity is not limited to the 10 and under crowd. Oh well. Here's what happened; My 8-year old son, Luke, was just making noise in his younger sister's general direction. This happens a lot, but this time it was at the dinner table, always a precarious time with children without the need for further distractions. My wife was bringing over his second helping of food and suggested he put some in his mouth and stop annoying his sister. My oldest daughter, Jacie, then aptly commented, 'He'll just talk with food in his mouth.' I hated to admit it, but she was totally right. Even as he screamed in protest, I could see some of his first helping still in his mouth. Seriously, we're working on him. I'm sure after 8 more years of teaching him table manners, he may be presentable to other people. But then again,

Seven Spirits Burning

So I have another book today by John Crowder. This one is called Seven Spirits Burning and is about the seven-fold nature of the Holy Spirit. Some of you may have heard all you wanted to hear. Others have just had their curiosities piqued. Either way, I would say that for the one who wants to learn something, this book is worth the read. Crowder is detailed. That can be a very good thing, for someone who hadn't just read another book of his. Early on Crowder uses much of his own material from his book Mystical Union . He said he was laying a foundation. I get that as important as well. I wasn't quite sure this was all foundation that needed to be laid for the subject at hand. It felt at points that we'd left this book and entered another. Indeed, I kept checking the covers. Once we got past the very in-depth review it was very informed. Although there were still parts where it felt like rabbit trails, albeit smaller ones, were taken. But in the end, the book is organ

There is a 'Meat' in Team

There is no 'I' in team. But there is an 'I' in win. And if you rearrange the letters in the word team you could spell me . Yeah, we could go round and round like this. Did you realize there is meat in team. Does that do anyone any good? I doubt it.  I think our spelling gymnastics are beside the point. The fact is that we can make everything about us, which is the exact opposite of what a team should be. I believe there are two important things to remember when it comes to teamwork. Teamwork has a price. So Elijah went from there and found Elisha son of Shaphat. He was plowing with twelve yoke of oxen, and he himself was driving the twelfth pair. Elijah went up to him and threw his cloak around him. Elisha then left his oxen and ran after Elijah. “Let me kiss my father and mother goodbye,” he said, “and then I will come with you.”    “Go back,” Elijah replied. “What have I done to you?” So Elisha left him and went back. He took his yoke of oxen and slaugh

God First, Man Second ; Hebrews 7:18-19

The former regulation is set aside because it was weak and useless (for the law made nothing perfect), and a better hope is introduced, by which we draw near to God. ~Hebrews 7:18-19 It seems like such a simple equation. Create something good + man's involvement = imperfection guaranteed. Don't get me wrong. It's not that I dislike us humanoids. I'm a fan...really. It's just that we have a tendency to muck things up. It's not really a problem as long as we have the right expectations. For example, if I come home from work expecting a steak and lobster meal and my 3 children to be dressed formally, my wife would guess there is something drastically wrong with my expectations. For starters, she's never cooked lobster. Ok, that's actually a stupid place to start for starters. The point is, my expectations would not be anywhere close to the reality I live in. Not even in the same zip code. However, if I come home expecting supper to be somewhere clos

Less is More? That's Stupid Math

Perhaps you have heard that less is more. That’s ridiculous. More is more. Saying less is more is akin to saying that 2 = 3. Even a young child knows to choose the hand holding 2 treats over the hand holding one treat. Less being equivalent to more is mathematical nonsense. It’s something we tell ourselves when we want everyone to be content with having less. I believe that the statement arrived as a push back to the idea that more is better. Now that is something I can get behind. For starters we don’t believe that more is better in a general way. We believe that more of the good stuff is better. We don’t want more bills, headaches and meetings. We want more money, fame and time to do what we enjoy. But is that always better? The Apostle Paul said it best when he wrote the following; I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or i

Who Does Have the Time?

‘I don’t have the time.’ I hear those words…a lot. It’s almost become part of the standard greeting. It comes just after hello and often instead of how are you. It is as if we want to preempt any favor the other person may want to ask. Or perhaps we just want the other person to know, right up-front, that we are very busy.  Why? Because busyness is next to godliness, or so they say. Isn’t our importance found in how busy we are? The best doctors are tough to schedule an appointment with because they are so busy, right? So that should apply across the board in every area of life. Right? I’m not so sure. Weren’t our new gadgets supposed to be saving us time? How do they take more time from our lives? More capability means more time to get more things done on our ever-growing to-do lists. If only it worked that way. It doesn’t. Where does this leave Jesus? It can be really easy to let a week or two pass by, maybe even longer, and all of a sudden realize that you haven’t given