Today is Friday! Thank God! It has been a long week, and also, it is PAY DAY. (Not that I actually get use any of my money, thank you much student loan…) It was also a good day because I got to see one of my old buddies, Ward and family. The last time I saw him was when I was helping him move to Kentucky 2 years ago. How time flys. Anyway, Ward, Nick and I went down to the All-Star Cafe (because Nick gets 50% off, including drinks). It was just fun hanging out, like the old days. Afterwards, we got to see where Nick works. I must say, it is a pretty cool building, and apparently it is the “world’s largest inverted sun-dial”. I guess you just have to see it for yourself.
Tomorrow is going to be more male bonding, since Julianne is out of town with the family. Nothing like some basketball in the morning, video games in the afternoon and maybe a dollar movie. Sweet.
Right now, my internet is REALLY SLOW. It is bad enough already because I have “DSL Lite”, which is another word for REALLY REALLY SLOW. It might be a bit better than dial-up. Anyway, it is really slow because I am uploading my “If We Are the Body” music video to my personal website, because apparently, several pastors want to use it in their sermons this Sunday. That is pretty cool! It would be awesome if John Piper asked me for my video to use during his sermon, although, Piper probably wouldn’t have a video during his sermon. S’all good.
Pam and Jim aren’t the only Office romance…
Whatevs, I’m out.
What is the Missional Life?
By Eric Simmons
Welcome to my neighborhood. Here’s what it looks like:
- the lady ringing up my order at Panera Bread who is a lesbian;
- the neighbor with everything that life seems to offer—the big house, the Lexus, the beautiful wife, the straight-A kids;
- the guy next to me in the gym who is committing adultery and destroying the lives of himself and his family;
- the guy who works in the bike shop with whom I am pursuing a friendship;
- Phyllis, the 78-year-old woman who just lost her husband of 54 years.
Keep looking and you’ll find just about everyone. The atheist. The mocker. The scoffer. The intellectual. The ignorant. These are people that need Jesus. These are the people that I have been called to reach. They are my mission field.
What does your mission field look like? I’m sure the faces are different, but the state of their soul before God is not. Read the rest of this entry »
While we were on vacation in California for my cousin’s wedding, our main method of transportation was the beloved mini-van. Partially because of forgetfulness, and partially because of comfort I did not wear my seat belt while riding in the back row of the vehicle. Neither did my sister, perhaps for the same reason. On our way back from San Francisco (where the wedding was) to LA (where my uncle, who was driving us, lives) we saw a highway patrol on the side of the road. I guess it’s natural instinct to slow down or something when you pass by a cop car, even if you aren’t speeding. So, that’s what my uncle did. Maybe there was something suspicious about the way my uncle tapped the brake, or that it was a mini-van full of Asians, or maybe a little bit of both. The highway patrol decided to follow us. I was in the back row, so I turned and looked. The patrol car was a good distance away, but was speeding toward us. As it got about a car length away, it switched to the other lane, next to the mini-van. The officer looked over at me, and we made eye contact. I really didn’t think much of it. She then got behind us again, but this time with the flashing lights. I started thinking about what possible reason she had to stop us. (In case you are a smart person, you might have figured it out by the title of the blog. Here’s a cookie. Now keep reading. 🙂 ) I quickly buckled mine, and told Deb, who was just waking up from a nap, to do the same. She opened the sliding door and asked us a very important question.
“Is there any reason why you two don’t have your seat belts on?”
I sat there quiet. I didn’t want to admit guilt. I didn’t want to get a ticket. Is there even a good answer to that question? “I like sitting without a seat belt, it’s fun!” or “I like lying down when I’m napping, the seat belt gets in the way,” or “How else are we going to play tag?”. There really isn’t.
So, I just sat there and said nothing. Even though I was wrong, even though I was guilty, and there was no way to hide the fact that I wasn’t wearing my seat belt, I did not want to admit I was not wearing it. I hoped that she was dumb enough to think she was mistaken, even though she clearly saw we weren’t wearing seat belts. I wished my uncle’s windows were tinted so the she could not see inside, but they weren’t and she might have been able to see anyway. There I sat, silent and guilty, but I did not want to admit guilt. She asked for our IDs and took them back to the car. I knew we were getting a ticket. Sure enough, she came back with our tickets. She said something about how they wear seat belts in California. I probably thought of something really sarcastic to say, but it might have gotten me thrown in jail, so I didn’t.
As we went on our way, I started thinking about how mad I was at the officer. Why did she have to do that? Why not show some mercy? But, she was only doing her job. The fact of the matter is there is a law. The law says everyone in the vehicle must wear a seat belt. I wasn’t wearing one. I am guilty before the law. Even though it was so clear that I was guilty, and even though I knew it, I did not want to admit guilt. I didn’t want to because I knew if I admitted it, there would be consequences. But, the fact is, there are consequences anyway. Thankfully, my parents were nice enough to pay for Deb and I. They rock.
I feel as a Christian that admitting guilt should not be so hard, because that is where you start as a Christian. Admit, your sins, turn from them, believe in Christ to save you from the punishment of it. When witnessing, there is where we need to start also. You can’t preach Jesus until the person sees a need for Him. If they don’t admit they are a sinner, they won’t ever think they need a Savior. Like Jesus said, he came to heal the sick. Only the sick need a physician. If you don’t think you’re sick, you won’t go to the doctor. Same with Christ. If you don’t know you are a sinner, you don’t need a Savior.
As I think about how hard it was to admit that I had broken the law, I think about how miraculous it is that anyone admits their sins before God. We aren’t just talking about not wearing a seat belt. We are talking about lying, stealing, lusting, having false gods, etc. Coming before God and saying, “I am a sinner” despite the clear evidence, despite the unexusableness of our guilt has to be a miracle. I don’t think people easily admit their guilt. For our friends and family who have not come to know Christ, have not admitted to God that they are a sinner, have patience, for this is not a natural thing.
I am too lazy too post anything of significance. But I will put some good time-wasting links.
1) How A Movie Should Have Ended-Funny site on, well, how a movie should have ended. I recommend the LOTR one. Quite funny.
2) Cool Chinesey Paintings…
3) Incase you ever need a color scheme and are fresh out of ideas…
4) This game shows how generic punk music really is…but who cares! It’s cool!
5) A site with the newest technology stuff. It is where I found an article about a program where you can watch cable TV online for FREE. It really works! W00t!
Recap of Last Bible Study: Last time, we look finished the story of Jesus cleansing the temple. Some of the authorities at the temple were perhaps shocked by what Christ was doing, and they questioned his authority. They asked for a sign, and Jesus told them, “Destroy this temple, and in three days I will raise it up.” Of course, they didn’t understand what Jesus was talking about. He was not referring to the actual temple, but to himself. We looked at some of the OT prophecies concerning the resurrection of Jesus and how after Jesus resurrected, then the disciples remembered these things. We also looked at why Jesus had to die on the cross for our sins, to take the punishment for our sins, and why he had to resurrect, which was to show that the payment was sufficient.
This week we will be finishing up chapter 2. We will be looking at a very serious topic tonight, which is what true belief in Jesus really is. Before we start, let’s talk about what it means to be a believer. What does that mean to be a believer of Jesus?
Funny story: Tonight, I went to Julianne’s place for dinner and to watch the season premiere of “The Office”. As I was getting ready to get out of the car, Julianne calls me and asks if I could buy SOUR CREAM, but for some reason, I heard her say SALAD. I don’t know why. Maybe it was bad reception. I drive over to Wal-Mart and pick up a bag of salad. As I am walking to her place, her roomate comes out the door to take out the trash. When she sees me, she says, “Hey Sour Cream Boy!”. I look at with a really strange look, because: a) Why would you call someone “Sour Cream Boy”? b) I don’t have any sour cream. I have a bag of salad. When I walk in, I ask Julianne if I was supposed to get sour cream or something, and she says, “Yes, sour cream, that’s what I said.”
“I thought you said salad.”
“Why would I want you to get salad?”
“I don’t know. OK, I’ll get sour cream.”
So, it’s all good. But, I still can’t get my mind around how I heard salad and not sour cream. Weird.