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Wednesday, June 23, 2010Friday, June 18, 2010The Makings of the Perfect Church
![]() A God Who is: ...sovereign People who are: Pastors who are: Labels: church, i'm just sayin', lists, pastoring Wednesday, June 9, 2010Thoughts on Pastoring... Short Enough To Be On Twitter
if a pastor SEES HIMSELF AS A KING OR SETS HIMSELF UP AS A KING isn't he now in REBELLION against the KINGDOM? Labels: church, i'm just sayin', pastoring, poetry Thursday, June 3, 2010Your Life's QuestTomorrow night I get to speak at a high school graduation in Ohio. I'm looking forward to it. Here's an early draft of what I'm going to say (there will still be some minor revisions): As a parent, I have on occasion had the opportunity to sit through piano recitals. Have you ever been to a piano recital? Labels: i'm just sayin' My Skills Are Not Nearly As Polished As You Think They AreI was reading Psalm 146 this morning and was struck by the list of people for whom God is in the business of providing assistance:
does that mean God isn't in the business of helping me? I think it kind of does mean that. As Jesus pointed out several times, he did not come for the sake of the righteous. He said that those who are healthy (or at least think they are) don't need his help. Only the sick are in need of his assistance. Unfortunately, I'm often in the position of thinking I'm healthy. I don't think I belong on the Psalm 146 list because REALLY i often don't think I need God's help. I think I'm a pretty capable guy who can get things done on my own. But I want God's help! Because deep down inside (in the words of Colonel Nathan Jessup),"in places we don't like to talk about" I know that I desperately need God's help, because while on the outside I appear to be pretty solid; I am nothing more than a major league mess-up barely being held together by string and duct tape... So, I need to find myself on this list. I need to admit that I am oppressed by my selfishness and foolishness. I need to acknowledge that I am far too often blind when it comes to loving God and loving others. I am a prisoner of my desires and of temptation. I am an orphan who needs to run to the arms of my adopted heavenly Father. May we all learn to admit our shortcomings so we can bask in the help God willingly offers! Labels: Bible, God, i'm just sayin', lists Tuesday, May 25, 2010A Couple Thoughts on Psalm 8, and Our Responsibility to CreationI'm reading Psalm 8 this morning and I just start fiddling around with an outline... 1. The Greatness of God. His glory is in evidence in the vastness of the sky and space, but also in the smallness of a baby's first cry. Bono says, "My first cry was a joyful noise." When a baby cries it is evidence of God's amazing creative power in making life. 2. The Graciousness of God. "When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?" What is the best thing you've ever created? I've made some neat pictures from time to time... Nothing I've every made compares to things like the moon and the stars. Yet God still cares for me and demonstrates grace toward me. 3. The Giftedness of Man. Because of his grace, God has chosen to appoint man as his representatives on earth. He's given us charge over creation; over the animals, over the birds, and the fish, and everything in the sea. We are to take care of it as He would. Have you ever felt honored because someone you greatly admired thought enough of you to give you a significant job? How hard did you work? The creator of the universe has given you a job to serve as his representative to all creation. How hard will you work at this? When a great God Gives a gracious gift We must be faithful and wise in our application. Labels: Bible, God, i'm just sayin', lists Monday, May 10, 2010Five Ideas to Help You Make Better Judgments in LifeThese are just five nuggets of wisdom I picked up today from my reading in Matthew 7:
Labels: i'm just sayin', lists Tuesday, May 4, 2010Comparing the Yankee-4 with the Tiger-5
![]() But it does make me think about what the Tigers of the late 80s and early 90s could have been if Tiger management would have been willing to:
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Whitaker was a rookie of the year. Trammell was a league MVP runner-up (really should have won it). They manned the middle of the infield together longer than any other combination, and both of them put up career numbers that are in the top 5 for their position in their era. Lance Parrish was an all-star EIGHT times and hit over 300 HR in his career. Gibson probably underachieved most of his career (partly due to injury), but after he left the Tigers, he did win an NL MVP one season and hit what is arguably the greatest home run in the history of baseball. Jack Morris was the greatest of the bunch. He won more games than ANY other pitcher in the 1980s. He was a five time all-star. He won FOUR world-series rings, and he had one of the all-time greatest world series pitching performances in 1991, throwing 10 INNINGS of shut-out ball to clinch game 7 and the World Series MVP award. So here's how I score the comparison: Jeter > Trammell (not sure how the numbers compare, but I think most people would agree) Pettitte < Morris (for those who never saw Jack pitch, this might be tough to believe, but it's right) Posada < Parrish (Check the numbers, it's really not even close!) Rivera vs. Whitaker/Gibson (kind of a wash... hard to compare different players, although Rivera's greatness is undeniable) Here's the conclusion. These four Yankees have been great, but clearly the Tiger core of the 80s was at worst comparable, and at best better... If only the Dominoes guy had been as willing to spend money as the Little Ceasar's guy, we might have seen 3-5 World Series in TigerTown... Labels: i'm just sayin', sports, Tigers Monday, May 3, 2010What You Pray Should Deeply Impact How You Live, Right?Here are five things we should desire as a result of praying the Lord's prayer in Matthew 6:
Labels: i'm just sayin', lists, prayer Monday, April 26, 2010PineWood Derby: Getting Rid of Life's Friction
![]() I am not a pinewood derby expert. I am far from it. In fact, I believe the pinewood derby was invented by insecure men who wanted to make men like me feel stupid. But I don't. My self-worth is not tied up in how fast my son's car is, as long as he and I had a good time making it. And we did. That said, here's my pinewood derby story and lessons learned. Our cars never compete. They look great, and are usually pretty unique and original; but they're never fast. We simply don't have the know-how, the tools, or the skills to make a fast car. But all my talented friends tell me that the way to make a fast car is to concentrate on the axles. Apparently, proper weighting and aerodynamics make a minor difference, but the true speed comes from the relationship between the wheels and axles. The faster the wheels spin, the faster the car will go. (It makes perfect sense, we just can't seem to put it into practice!) Allegedly, there are two crucial steps to preparing a pinewood derby car's axles for the big race. They are:
Think about your life right now. Whether you want to focus on your family, your job, relationships, hobbies, or your spiritual life; you have some kind of friction you're dealing with. Friction is the stuff that holds us back or slows us down in the pursuit of what we know is right. You have friction, I have friction, we all have friction. How well we deal with the friction in our life will determine how quickly we get to the place we know we need to be. The same process we use to handle friction in the wheels of a pinewood derby car will work to handle friction in our lives (I don't mean sandpaper and WD40 here, I'm speaking somewhat metaphorically). Here are three questions you can ask yourself to deal with the friction in your life:
Labels: i'm just sayin', life lessons, lists Friday, April 23, 2010How I Got Burned By McDonalds. And What We All Should Learn From It
![]() And if you did, you'd get burned. ![]() Which means, of course, that the hot coffee ends up on me... not in my mouth. Lesson: Usually, when you get burned in life, it's by something you never saw coming. So here's something to think about: When life burns you because you didn't see something coming, don't spend your time kicking yourself for not seeing it. Don't beat yourself up over what you really didn't have an opportunity to stop. BUT Don't let it happen again. After my first attempt to drink coffee ended with a lapful of the liquid gold, I didn't try again until I had taken the top off to see what went wrong. Then I decided to not try that method anymore. Now I'm sipping my coffee without the defective cup and I'm really enjoying it, burn free. Don't let the hiccups of life turn you into an indecisive willow. When life burns you, fix what went wrong and start living again. Thanks, McDonalds. Labels: coffee, i'm just sayin', life lessons Thursday, April 15, 2010Church + Giving = Offering (Right?)Whenever you hear someone at church talk about giving you probably think about money, don't you? Do you ever feel like giving and church are only connected by the offering? Is "stewardship" just another word for financial planning? I think we need a bigger view. To start thinking about giving and church in a new way, here's a list I published in our church's celebration guide last week. 10 Ways You Can Use the Resources God Has Given You:
Labels: church, i'm just sayin', lists, money Wednesday, April 14, 20105 Year Plan? How About a 35 year plan!I've thought about this before, but I was thinking about it again this morning, so I thought I'd write it down. I think one's life should generally follow this pattern:
Labels: i'm just sayin', lists Thursday, April 1, 2010Nice Guys Don't Always Finish Last But They Often Fall Down the Stairs
![]() It was a dark and stormy morning... Well, it wasn't really stormy, but it was dark. Emma and I were sneaking around the house as quietly as possible trying to get ready for school/work while everyone else in the house (little brother, inlaws, outlaws, etc.) slept in. In the course of our preparations, I noticed that the towels had really stacked up in the bathroom, so I grabbed them and made a pile in the hallway at the base of the steps. This way, I would remember to throw them in the washer when I got home that afternoon. Just as we were about to successfully leave the house without making so much as a peep, I remembered a book I needed to bring with me. I deftly climbed the stairs to our bedroom, grabbed the book off my desk, and lightly descended the hardwood stairs all silently as I had yet to shoe myself. Then... One step from the bottom, I stepped on the corner of a towel which had made its way onto the step. Did I mention our steps are hardwood? The towel slipped right off the step... and my foot went with it. Of course, where my foot goes, my leg goes and the rest of me follows. A late grasp for the handrail to steady myself was ineffective, largely because I missed the handrail. Having grabbed nothing but air, instead of steadying me, my outstretched arm crashed down to the stairs elbow first. It was followed by the back of my head which barely proceeded the landing of the rest of my body. At that point I gracefully? thumped down the two or three stairs between me and the first floor and ended up in a dazed heap at the bottom of the floor. The pain and confusion I sensed at that moment was quickly erased by the joy of realizing that Emma, who had witnessed the entire thing, was standing in front of me with a look of horror and deep concern. All bad feelings melted away in the warmth of knowing that my firstborn daughter cared deeply for me and was worried about my welfare. She asked, "Are you okay?" Before I even had a chance to respond and remind her just how tough her dad was, she finished her question, "Are you going to be able to drive me to school?" Sigh. Of course, our hopes of escaping the house without anyone waking up were now dashed. One startled person yelled out, "Is everyone okay?" I mumbled something about "I dropped something" (which indeed I had) as we headed out the door. But here's the story behind the story. I had great intentions that morning. I wanted to let everyone have some extra sleep time. I wanted to help out with the laundry. I wanted to get my daughter to school on time. I can honestly say, for the most part I was really focused on others that morning. I was really being a "good" guy. I really had the absolute best motivations for everything I did. My elbow still hurts... a lot. See, the best intentions in the world don't always translate into reality. Things happen, and often our intentions end up having ZERO effect on our actions. I intended to let everyone sleep in. No one got to, because I slipped up. I intended to put the towels in the wash for Marianne. I ended up not doing it. I intended to safely go down those stairs. Our intentions often have very little to do with our reality. That's why God doesn't judge us on our intentions. He judges us on the reality of our actions. All of us intend to do good. None of us do it. That's why Jesus had to come and do good for us. He is the only person ever whose life perfectly matched his intentions. But even He struggled with it. His intention from the moment He left the Father's side was to save us from our sins, but in the garden as the cross loomed, he wrestled with the heavy burden of reality that sat on the shoulders of his intentions. Unlike me, though, he came through. Labels: i'm just sayin', Jesus, salvation, sin Wednesday, March 24, 2010On Tiger Woods and the Great Cover-Up
Full Disclosure: I am not now, and have never been a fan of Eldrick Woods. Since the early days of his professional golf career I have perceived him to be unnecessarily arrogant. I find the behavior of his caddy (and himself) to be indicative of their own sense that they are entitled to different treatment than anyone else. His outbursts and temper tantrums on the course make it clear that he has little to no respect for the game which has given him so much. That said, what follows is most certainly written from a fair and unbiased perspective. Money moves the world. Few people in the world have more money than Tiger Woods, and few people in the world have the ability to make money for others like Tiger Woods. This is why he used to have so many companies clamoring for his endorsements. This is also why many of those companies have inexplicably stood by him even as he was revealed to be devoid of any character or moral fiber. Money moves the world. Tiger's money moves the news. This is why so few details of his "accident" and the following events have ever come to light. Certainly if any other "celebrity" had been involved in a similar incident we would have every detail down to and including what kind of crumbs were in the back seat of the car, and how long they had been there. The news media had more access to Princess Diana's death than to Tiger Wood's fender-bender. Tiger's money moves the news. Did you know that way back in 2007 the National Enquirer had photos proving that Tiger Woods was cheating on his wife? Why would they not break what they had to know was one of the HUGEST stories of the decade? Because Tiger made a deal. He agreed to uncharacteristically do an in-depth interview and story for Men's Fitness Magazine which just happens to be under the same ownership as the National Enquirer. But don't take my word for it, read what the Wall Street Journal says (http://tinyurl.com/ya9s8n3). Why does this matter? Two reasons: 1) Tiger Woods has the ability to control how and when stories about him are released. 2) He knew in 2007 that eventually this story would come to light. He just needed to decide how and when. So why now? On September 14th of last year a medical assistant was questioned at the U.S/Canada border because she was transporting human growth hormone (HGH) and other illegal (performance enhancing) drugs for Dr. Anthony Galea. On October 15th, Dr. Galea was arrested in Toronto. He has regularly admitted to using HGH (a banned substance for all professional sports) himself, and giving it to several of his patients; although he denies giving it to athletes. Both Alex Rodriguez (an admitted user of performance enhancing drugs) and Dara Torres (remember her incredible transformation for the summer olympics two years ago) are patients of Dr. Galea. Records show that Dr. Galea went to Orlando four times last winter to administer "platlet therapy" to Tiger Woods. For a few days, this story was all over the news, then suddenly in the middle of December, it was gone; eclipsed by the far more salacious stories of Tiger's multiple mistresses and the sordid details of his affairs and text messages. (if you want to check any of this out, just google "Dr. Anthony Galea") What happened? How is it that the REALLY big story (Tiger Woods Uses Performance Enhancing Drugs) just went away in favor of a nastier, but ultimately less harmful to his career and legacy story? Where are the hard-nosed journalists who stalked Barry Bonds and Mark McGuire for half a decade? Did Tiger temporarily sacrifice his image and family so that his golf-playing legacy could endure? I'm just sayin'. Labels: golf, i'm just sayin', sports |