I was surfing the net again this afternoon looking for some sermons on service, being a servant and other related topics that we might be able to utilize. I have this crazy idea that this summer when we're in the trucks crossing the country for KS that we could listen to some sermons with the interns and have some fruitful discussions. Call me crazy.
But I ran into a problem. In the midst of looking at emergent/relevant/engaging/seeker sensitive/cutting edge/Northpointish/Willowish/Megachurchish/well-known speaker guy websites supposedly overflowing with affordable (for who?) messages and series' that can grow your church, I found that when I ran the search for servant the message would come back:
No such sermons fit your specified criteria
Really.
So somewhere in the midst of communicating lifechanging truth to the masses we've decided that there's nothing worth selling on this topic huh? Interesting. I think I have more to say on this but I know some people read this so I'll shut up. Have a nice weekend.
Friday, March 31, 2006
In Case You're Bored
So I was surfing around on treehugger.com because I am one. I ran across a little article talking about how Chevy had partnered with the Apprentice to allow you to make your own movie talking about the greatness of the Chevy Tahoe. Turns out some treehuggers got ahold of it and decided to make anti-Chevy ads. All I can say is a couple are pretty funny.
Below is the link to a bunch of the videos.
It should be noted that if you find anything offensive or objectionable, I don't condone it. I'm not endorsing or telling you to believe this way, I'm not even saying I like them. Personally, I'd love to buy a gas guzzling beast of a vehicle because its way freaking cooler than a minivan. However I'm on a limited income so someday you'll probably see me playing the role of soccer dad. Nonetheless, if you feel led to watch a couple happy viewing.
http://totaltactics.org/archives/2006/03/30/heavy-on-the-chevy/
Below is the link to a bunch of the videos.
It should be noted that if you find anything offensive or objectionable, I don't condone it. I'm not endorsing or telling you to believe this way, I'm not even saying I like them. Personally, I'd love to buy a gas guzzling beast of a vehicle because its way freaking cooler than a minivan. However I'm on a limited income so someday you'll probably see me playing the role of soccer dad. Nonetheless, if you feel led to watch a couple happy viewing.
http://totaltactics.org/archives/2006/03/30/heavy-on-the-chevy/
My Life is Brilliant
It is so friday. I woke up way before the alarm. I'm at work early. I'm wearing my favorite pants. I'm drinking a bold cup of Starbucks coffee. And the best is yet to come.
Sitting in the fridge is one of the finest items in the history of human beverage. One, ice cold, grapefruit Izze. It has been months since I had one. We're talking back in Colorado months on this one. I was in getting my coffee this morning when I looked down out of habit ready in my mind to once again whine about how I don't care about Clementine or Pear Izze near as much only to behold that beautiful shade of pink grapefruit.
And then the clouds opened up and God said I love you Alfalfa.
The plan is simple today. Worthwhile meetings about staff, about advertisements in the conference magazine, interviews with a new receptionist and the finishing touches on a very challenging (to me) sermon for Sunday night. By the way for all of you who don't seem to believe us:
We don't miss working in the local church. In fact I rarely miss the day in day out of students. Don't get me wrong there are a number of students particularly at Rocky that I find myself thinking about and wishing I'd had more time but we don't miss IT. The travel is just fine and though we'd love to have every single day together, having those days if we aren't happy and alive in who we are isn't really that great. I am finding more joy in my times sharing with the young adults than I'd ever dreamed and really think that might be my favorite age to discuss and learn with. We think our small group is one of the finest in the world and if there is a downside to travel its that we miss more than we'd like. I've had 3 conversations with good friends still in the trenches and I love what they're doing and celebrate at their new life, new location,new perspective and it does my heart good to hear about their joy, their growth, their families peace about who they are and what they do. Everyone should be so lucky.
And so it is a great friday. The sky is blue, it is supposed to be 74 here today. I'm wearing sandals again, my coffee is awakening my bloodstream which I think might finally be back to at least 50% blood and a smaller percentage of the hamburgers I ate this week. James Blunt and the Fray are providing a mystical brew of tunes to fill the air in my office and the sun is shining and the lovely wife and I plan on a night filled with Conviction and a very good movie. The man child and us will probably play bubbles again tonight on the back porch and we might even think about getting another swing set in the near future.
So may your weekend be amazing. May you enjoy who you're with, may you be refreshed, may you look out your window this morning and know, not just in your mind but deep in your soul that today, this friday, will indeed be a very fine one. And may we all do a couple things to make it that way. Good friday my friends.
Sitting in the fridge is one of the finest items in the history of human beverage. One, ice cold, grapefruit Izze. It has been months since I had one. We're talking back in Colorado months on this one. I was in getting my coffee this morning when I looked down out of habit ready in my mind to once again whine about how I don't care about Clementine or Pear Izze near as much only to behold that beautiful shade of pink grapefruit.
And then the clouds opened up and God said I love you Alfalfa.
The plan is simple today. Worthwhile meetings about staff, about advertisements in the conference magazine, interviews with a new receptionist and the finishing touches on a very challenging (to me) sermon for Sunday night. By the way for all of you who don't seem to believe us:
We don't miss working in the local church. In fact I rarely miss the day in day out of students. Don't get me wrong there are a number of students particularly at Rocky that I find myself thinking about and wishing I'd had more time but we don't miss IT. The travel is just fine and though we'd love to have every single day together, having those days if we aren't happy and alive in who we are isn't really that great. I am finding more joy in my times sharing with the young adults than I'd ever dreamed and really think that might be my favorite age to discuss and learn with. We think our small group is one of the finest in the world and if there is a downside to travel its that we miss more than we'd like. I've had 3 conversations with good friends still in the trenches and I love what they're doing and celebrate at their new life, new location,new perspective and it does my heart good to hear about their joy, their growth, their families peace about who they are and what they do. Everyone should be so lucky.
And so it is a great friday. The sky is blue, it is supposed to be 74 here today. I'm wearing sandals again, my coffee is awakening my bloodstream which I think might finally be back to at least 50% blood and a smaller percentage of the hamburgers I ate this week. James Blunt and the Fray are providing a mystical brew of tunes to fill the air in my office and the sun is shining and the lovely wife and I plan on a night filled with Conviction and a very good movie. The man child and us will probably play bubbles again tonight on the back porch and we might even think about getting another swing set in the near future.
So may your weekend be amazing. May you enjoy who you're with, may you be refreshed, may you look out your window this morning and know, not just in your mind but deep in your soul that today, this friday, will indeed be a very fine one. And may we all do a couple things to make it that way. Good friday my friends.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
It's Worth The Weight
Home for a couple days. Back from St. Louis. Had a very productive week, found some incredible projects and once again recieved the great reminders of why I so believe in this ministry. On a lighter note our registration numbers are not good. I find myself fighting the urge to simply pray about it because at times my motivation is not right and my request is more of a vending machine want and I refuse to be that shortsighted, at least when I can help it. Katrina needs to be cleaned up and I'm totally for that. It has hurt what we do but its not about us so I shut up about all that.
I confess I don't feel that great today. These set up trips are hard because we spend most of our time sitting in meetings or eating incredible food and then sitting in meetings. I've begun to pack for trips with clothes that fit at the beginning and then some of my more "comfortable" stuff for the end of the trip when I feel bloated and stuffed like a bratwurst.
We ate at a place in St. Louis called the white barn. I would recommend it except that everytime I even think about it my entire digestive system begins its revolt. I've learned a valuable lesson that it's not always wisest to eat what the locals do, especially if their body size is roughly double yours. We ate this double cheese burger which after the fact I found out consists of over 1lb of beef, on each burger. It was loaded with cheese and grease and mayo to the point that the 3 buns were soggy and actually falling off due to the damage they were taking from all the fat. I of course fought through because I had to and followed them up with some cheese sticks (again, don't follow the lead of the locals). About half way through the experience I could actually feel my heart downshift to account for the fact that my blood now had the consistency of motor oil. I'm quite certain my cholestorol was/is in a place it shouldn't be. It wasn't even good, it just hurt.
I managed to keep that down and somehow found myself 4 hours later at Penn Station--one of my favorite places on earth--staring down dinner and another meeting. I've been home for about 18 hours and eaten nothing. At this point I'm wondering if I'll actually feel hunger again in this lifetime. I'm thinking I may need to have them reorder all my work items in a larger size to account for my clogged arteries and enlarged heart.
Oh, we also tried Ted Drewes which I hear is a legend in St. Louis. It was amazing. As amazing as adding frozen custard to the aforementioned meals could be. We were laughing on the way home because none of us were planning to eat all weekend since we load up again Monday for another 5 days on the road. Be still my heart. Actually, don't be still. Find someway to push through.
Other Random Thoughts:
It was good to see, think about and talk with a number of old friends this week. God has blessed me richly.
I am grateful that America voted off Lisa last night. Bucky will get his as well. I'm not quite sure I'm ready to join the church of Mandisa.
The final 4 is this weekend. Who's playing? The only upside of the thing is this single fact for the Pac 10--you know, the conference everybody bags on and yet seems to always be in play for national championships that matter. This final 4 I'm looking and I see no one from: Big East, Big 10, Big 12, ACC. Enough said.
I hear a vicious rumor that Joey Harrington may become a KC Chief. That sucks. Real bad. Real, real, real, real bad.
Okay, I must go. Must drink more water. Oh and the title to this here post? That's the slogan on the sign at the White Barn--I should have known....
I confess I don't feel that great today. These set up trips are hard because we spend most of our time sitting in meetings or eating incredible food and then sitting in meetings. I've begun to pack for trips with clothes that fit at the beginning and then some of my more "comfortable" stuff for the end of the trip when I feel bloated and stuffed like a bratwurst.
We ate at a place in St. Louis called the white barn. I would recommend it except that everytime I even think about it my entire digestive system begins its revolt. I've learned a valuable lesson that it's not always wisest to eat what the locals do, especially if their body size is roughly double yours. We ate this double cheese burger which after the fact I found out consists of over 1lb of beef, on each burger. It was loaded with cheese and grease and mayo to the point that the 3 buns were soggy and actually falling off due to the damage they were taking from all the fat. I of course fought through because I had to and followed them up with some cheese sticks (again, don't follow the lead of the locals). About half way through the experience I could actually feel my heart downshift to account for the fact that my blood now had the consistency of motor oil. I'm quite certain my cholestorol was/is in a place it shouldn't be. It wasn't even good, it just hurt.
I managed to keep that down and somehow found myself 4 hours later at Penn Station--one of my favorite places on earth--staring down dinner and another meeting. I've been home for about 18 hours and eaten nothing. At this point I'm wondering if I'll actually feel hunger again in this lifetime. I'm thinking I may need to have them reorder all my work items in a larger size to account for my clogged arteries and enlarged heart.
Oh, we also tried Ted Drewes which I hear is a legend in St. Louis. It was amazing. As amazing as adding frozen custard to the aforementioned meals could be. We were laughing on the way home because none of us were planning to eat all weekend since we load up again Monday for another 5 days on the road. Be still my heart. Actually, don't be still. Find someway to push through.
Other Random Thoughts:
It was good to see, think about and talk with a number of old friends this week. God has blessed me richly.
I am grateful that America voted off Lisa last night. Bucky will get his as well. I'm not quite sure I'm ready to join the church of Mandisa.
The final 4 is this weekend. Who's playing? The only upside of the thing is this single fact for the Pac 10--you know, the conference everybody bags on and yet seems to always be in play for national championships that matter. This final 4 I'm looking and I see no one from: Big East, Big 10, Big 12, ACC. Enough said.
I hear a vicious rumor that Joey Harrington may become a KC Chief. That sucks. Real bad. Real, real, real, real bad.
Okay, I must go. Must drink more water. Oh and the title to this here post? That's the slogan on the sign at the White Barn--I should have known....
Thursday, March 23, 2006
So Little To Say
I've been meaning to post but just haven't been inspired by much. Had a sweet time in Memphis last week. Looking forward to St. Louis this next week. Fantasy baseball starts soon. So desperate for baseball I even watched part of the World Baseball Classic championship with players I've never heard of.
Our computer is dead at the house. That means my lovely wife won't be posting or reading for a while. Must. Get. Computer. Fixed.
March Madness has been terrific. My final 4 is still alive, I'm winning the pool here at the office (all for fun of course, but I must atone for me terrible showing during Bowl Season). I'm currently 11th in my other pool but beating all girls which is a very mature goal. I'll move ahead this weekend since 2 numbskulls picked Illinois to win it all. How bout that Big 10. I'd like to say I told you so on some big upset though I didn't. But my final 4 may suprise you and my champion may shock the world and no its not Gonzaga. They lose tonight unfortunately.
I've seen 1 former and 1 current NBA player in the past 2 weeks which is pretty nifty. I've discovered James Blunt is the man. I've figured out Flightplan sucks and I could have written a better movie. Walk the Line was great.
The dude that sang Walk the Line on Idol this week? Amazing. That arrangement rocked my face off. By the way, I also predicted the bottom 3 last night--no shockers there. So long Chicken Little, you should have been gone when the booted that spastic guy who looked like his skeleton was trying to escape his body.
Okay, I'm sure there's more but why? Oh, one other thing. While on a trip I was given the choice of rental cars. Same price. Hyundai Elantra or VW Jetta with leather. Hmmmm. Let's just say the turns were fun. Have a Nice Day.
Our computer is dead at the house. That means my lovely wife won't be posting or reading for a while. Must. Get. Computer. Fixed.
March Madness has been terrific. My final 4 is still alive, I'm winning the pool here at the office (all for fun of course, but I must atone for me terrible showing during Bowl Season). I'm currently 11th in my other pool but beating all girls which is a very mature goal. I'll move ahead this weekend since 2 numbskulls picked Illinois to win it all. How bout that Big 10. I'd like to say I told you so on some big upset though I didn't. But my final 4 may suprise you and my champion may shock the world and no its not Gonzaga. They lose tonight unfortunately.
I've seen 1 former and 1 current NBA player in the past 2 weeks which is pretty nifty. I've discovered James Blunt is the man. I've figured out Flightplan sucks and I could have written a better movie. Walk the Line was great.
The dude that sang Walk the Line on Idol this week? Amazing. That arrangement rocked my face off. By the way, I also predicted the bottom 3 last night--no shockers there. So long Chicken Little, you should have been gone when the booted that spastic guy who looked like his skeleton was trying to escape his body.
Okay, I'm sure there's more but why? Oh, one other thing. While on a trip I was given the choice of rental cars. Same price. Hyundai Elantra or VW Jetta with leather. Hmmmm. Let's just say the turns were fun. Have a Nice Day.
Monday, March 06, 2006
Helpful Information to Start Your Week
What a weekend. The man child is officially 3 years old. We had a great party sponsored by Buzz Lightyear and Carter isn't sure which new toy to play with first. I also compiled some things I'll randomly spit at you to start this fine first full week of March.
1. Yard Work: I cleaned up a fence line on our property. I used an old electric powered weed eater to cut down a bunch of the dry grass and weeds. Eventually I noticed it was no longer weed eating but rather weed tickling. Right after that it died. Then it caught on fire. Being the responsible adult I am I put the fire out. Then I pushed the trigger again watching my weed eater turn once again into a torch. Then I realized most of Oklahoma has been devastated by wildfires this spring probably the result of numbskulls like myself thinking its cool to watch fire shoot out of their weed eater.
2. Love Life: Yes there is an NBA guy who's wife has supposedly given him one night a year to be with any other woman he wants. Can we please stop calling this man the luckiest man on earth? Seriously, that's not cool, his wife isn't the greatest wife ever and he is not to be envied. If anything, he's to be pitied.
3. A.M. News shows: I was watching TV friday morning while drinking some coffee and one of the Today/Good Morning America/ Whatever shows excitedly announced that a recent medical studied has found out that both 2 year olds and chimps are "hardwired" for service to others. Seriously, we're excited about this? 2 year old are hardly amazing civil servants and we already knew that inside all of us is the ability to serve, chimps serving though? Man, I guarantee the amount of money spent on that study could have fed a lot of people for a long time. Good thing the discovery was so groundbreaking. Oh wait, I'm being sarcastic.
4. Chuck Norris: The youth guys at our church have been on this Chuck Norris kick (get it?) lately. Turns out they discovered a funny website about Chuck. Old Mr. Norris has also been a topic of conversation around here lately as well. On Wed. night I showed up for youth group and whcn I walked in I saw some words on the screen. Usually that is where important information is located. Wed. was no different. Here was the message.
"The best part of waking up isn't folgers. It's the fact that Chuck Norris didn't kill you in your sleep."
Nice. You should check out the site if you haven't already. I'll tease you with a couple others that i really like:
When the Boogeyman goes to sleep every night, he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.
Chuck Norris is the reason why Waldo is hiding.
There is no theory of evolution. Just a list of creatures Chuck Norris has allowed to live.
Chuck Norris drives an ice cream truck covered in human skulls.
And one more
Contrary to popular belief, America is not a democracy, it is a Chucktatorship.
Have a nice day.
1. Yard Work: I cleaned up a fence line on our property. I used an old electric powered weed eater to cut down a bunch of the dry grass and weeds. Eventually I noticed it was no longer weed eating but rather weed tickling. Right after that it died. Then it caught on fire. Being the responsible adult I am I put the fire out. Then I pushed the trigger again watching my weed eater turn once again into a torch. Then I realized most of Oklahoma has been devastated by wildfires this spring probably the result of numbskulls like myself thinking its cool to watch fire shoot out of their weed eater.
2. Love Life: Yes there is an NBA guy who's wife has supposedly given him one night a year to be with any other woman he wants. Can we please stop calling this man the luckiest man on earth? Seriously, that's not cool, his wife isn't the greatest wife ever and he is not to be envied. If anything, he's to be pitied.
3. A.M. News shows: I was watching TV friday morning while drinking some coffee and one of the Today/Good Morning America/ Whatever shows excitedly announced that a recent medical studied has found out that both 2 year olds and chimps are "hardwired" for service to others. Seriously, we're excited about this? 2 year old are hardly amazing civil servants and we already knew that inside all of us is the ability to serve, chimps serving though? Man, I guarantee the amount of money spent on that study could have fed a lot of people for a long time. Good thing the discovery was so groundbreaking. Oh wait, I'm being sarcastic.
4. Chuck Norris: The youth guys at our church have been on this Chuck Norris kick (get it?) lately. Turns out they discovered a funny website about Chuck. Old Mr. Norris has also been a topic of conversation around here lately as well. On Wed. night I showed up for youth group and whcn I walked in I saw some words on the screen. Usually that is where important information is located. Wed. was no different. Here was the message.
"The best part of waking up isn't folgers. It's the fact that Chuck Norris didn't kill you in your sleep."
Nice. You should check out the site if you haven't already. I'll tease you with a couple others that i really like:
When the Boogeyman goes to sleep every night, he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.
Chuck Norris is the reason why Waldo is hiding.
There is no theory of evolution. Just a list of creatures Chuck Norris has allowed to live.
Chuck Norris drives an ice cream truck covered in human skulls.
And one more
Contrary to popular belief, America is not a democracy, it is a Chucktatorship.
Have a nice day.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
David Crowder Now Works for Fed Ex
I swear it. 2 days ago I was pulling into our driveway and the Fed Ex truck was leaving and the dude was Crowder. Without the hair, without the "Crowder" (as in facial hair) but he had the look and the glasses. It was the only time that particular dude has ever been at our offices but I think it was him. As long as he doesn't get on that flight with Tom Hanks and end up as a Castaway, Fed Ex seems to have trouble with their flights. Of course, Wilson his friend does look like a funny outline of Crowder....I think I've discovered a conspiracy here.
More rumors because once they are on the internet it means they are true. I heard from a reputable dude that Rob Bell is leaving his church in Michigan for the mission field. If so that's terrific. I have no proof but I do know that he's been gone this entire month to Africa with his family (stole that idea from Ehresmans) and they have a huge missions heart. It could be that it was a lie but it makes an exciting one! I do know he's pissed a ton of people off with Velvet Elvis and I think that is terrific a well. People should have to think every once in a while and actually have to explain what they believe, that would make for better TV.
I dressed nice today because we're teaching at Ozark today. I spilled coffee on my leg and it left a stain. I now look stupid.
On my way from Starbucks to the office a pink balloon came rolling out in the street and I ran over it and popped it. Then I saw a sweet little girl standing in horror with her mother. Okay, that's not true. I saw a balloon but the rest of it is made up to make for a more exciting entry.
I did drive 40 through a school zone this morning on accident.
The balloon thing reminds me of a story about my dad. One day he was cruising Portland in his work truck and a punk skateboarder tried to race across in front of it and somehow screwed up and fell off on the sidewalk but his board kept going into the street. My dads truck is huge and kicks butt and he drove right over the sucker (on purpose he said) and split the thing in half. As he drove away he looked in rearview mirror and saw the kid in the middle of the street with half his board in one arm and he's flipping my dad the bird. My dad said he laughed for a long time and that made his whole day. Maybe the dude could duct tape it back together...or stop riding a skateboard and act like a real person.
Carter is old enough to join a soccer league. We may let him just so we can start filling up more of our time. Or we won't let him play becuase I don't want him to grow up to be a pansy. Okay, I know futbol is worldwide and stuff. But he can't make me as much money as he can pitching for the Cardinals.
It was freaking 80 here yesterday. And again today. That groundhog is about as reliable as a weatherman. I need to get a gig like that.
Speaking of preachers who screw people over with crappy theology we were in devos today and we were talking about Mark 9 and I noticed I'd referenced it yesterday and realized I'd not looked at the full context of something. Right after Jesus says he can use anybody that isn't against him--you know, it may not be great but we can use it kind of attitude he lets us be reminded that if we cause someone to stumble, someone younger, an infant in the faith possibly it would be better to tie a fat rock around your neck and jump in the ocean. I think that is a rough paraphrase but I think we all get the point...
And now I leave you with a totally unrelated quote that I think is great and very helpful in something else I'm working on
"As ministers our greatest temptation is toward too many words. They weaken our faith and make us lukewarm. But silence is a sacred discipline, a guard of the Holy Spirit." ::Henri Nouwen
This just in Chris Tomlin looks like Michael J. Fox.
Okay one more thing. A long time ago, like 2 years ago I heard Leonard Sweet go off about how the world it taking Christian ideas and making them theirs and then the church comes behind and tries to redeem it. The world ends up saying something like "yeah, if its so great why did you wait to practice it until after the world got ahold of it". This morning as I was endangering young lives at an elementary school with my reckless driving I saw an AT&T sign. 2 words. Your delivered. The o was a picture of the world. Crazy but that just might preach.
More rumors because once they are on the internet it means they are true. I heard from a reputable dude that Rob Bell is leaving his church in Michigan for the mission field. If so that's terrific. I have no proof but I do know that he's been gone this entire month to Africa with his family (stole that idea from Ehresmans) and they have a huge missions heart. It could be that it was a lie but it makes an exciting one! I do know he's pissed a ton of people off with Velvet Elvis and I think that is terrific a well. People should have to think every once in a while and actually have to explain what they believe, that would make for better TV.
I dressed nice today because we're teaching at Ozark today. I spilled coffee on my leg and it left a stain. I now look stupid.
On my way from Starbucks to the office a pink balloon came rolling out in the street and I ran over it and popped it. Then I saw a sweet little girl standing in horror with her mother. Okay, that's not true. I saw a balloon but the rest of it is made up to make for a more exciting entry.
I did drive 40 through a school zone this morning on accident.
The balloon thing reminds me of a story about my dad. One day he was cruising Portland in his work truck and a punk skateboarder tried to race across in front of it and somehow screwed up and fell off on the sidewalk but his board kept going into the street. My dads truck is huge and kicks butt and he drove right over the sucker (on purpose he said) and split the thing in half. As he drove away he looked in rearview mirror and saw the kid in the middle of the street with half his board in one arm and he's flipping my dad the bird. My dad said he laughed for a long time and that made his whole day. Maybe the dude could duct tape it back together...or stop riding a skateboard and act like a real person.
Carter is old enough to join a soccer league. We may let him just so we can start filling up more of our time. Or we won't let him play becuase I don't want him to grow up to be a pansy. Okay, I know futbol is worldwide and stuff. But he can't make me as much money as he can pitching for the Cardinals.
It was freaking 80 here yesterday. And again today. That groundhog is about as reliable as a weatherman. I need to get a gig like that.
Speaking of preachers who screw people over with crappy theology we were in devos today and we were talking about Mark 9 and I noticed I'd referenced it yesterday and realized I'd not looked at the full context of something. Right after Jesus says he can use anybody that isn't against him--you know, it may not be great but we can use it kind of attitude he lets us be reminded that if we cause someone to stumble, someone younger, an infant in the faith possibly it would be better to tie a fat rock around your neck and jump in the ocean. I think that is a rough paraphrase but I think we all get the point...
And now I leave you with a totally unrelated quote that I think is great and very helpful in something else I'm working on
"As ministers our greatest temptation is toward too many words. They weaken our faith and make us lukewarm. But silence is a sacred discipline, a guard of the Holy Spirit." ::Henri Nouwen
This just in Chris Tomlin looks like Michael J. Fox.
Okay one more thing. A long time ago, like 2 years ago I heard Leonard Sweet go off about how the world it taking Christian ideas and making them theirs and then the church comes behind and tries to redeem it. The world ends up saying something like "yeah, if its so great why did you wait to practice it until after the world got ahold of it". This morning as I was endangering young lives at an elementary school with my reckless driving I saw an AT&T sign. 2 words. Your delivered. The o was a picture of the world. Crazy but that just might preach.
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