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Solicitors wanted


Solicitors. You either love them, or you hate them. Just kidding, you probably hate them. But how should Christians respond to solicitors or telemarketers over the phone? I mean we are to love our neighbors, even our enemies. And they probably fit somewhere in the middle, although closer to the enemy side of things if you ask me.

Amy and I went out to dinner with a couple from church the other day and this conversation came up. The wife mentioned something like, “You probably think I’m a bad person for dealing with them in this way.” I thought nothing of the sort. In fact, what she explained to me showed she had absolutely done nothing wrong.

Then this week (and you might think I’m a ‘bad’ person), but someone with the police department called looking for money for a specific benevolence fund. We already give 10% to the church, some to missionaries, sponsor a kid in Bangladesh in addition to random things here and there. So I didn’t feel like I was hoarding money which God has provided. Since one of the reasons we work is to be able to have something to share with those in need (Eph 4:28).

Anyway, this officer’s presumption that I would give an expected amount, and the fact that solicitors rarely call when you’re not really doing anything-I was cleaning up the kitchen-led me to say ,”Thanks for calling,” and then hang up. Of course that wasn’t good enough as I could hear him continue to solicit as I quickly hung up (why is it hang ‘up’ when you’re clearly putting the phone ‘down?’) the phone.

I can’t imagine being a telemarketer. I really can’t. I also can’t imagine asking for money for a good cause. So how should we deal with the latter, and even the former? Should we let those soliciting for good things talk first (or is it just wasting their time) because it at least shows love? Should we actually listen? Or should we cut people off if they’re selling stuff we don’t want? Does it matter how rude we are (I mean there is a person made in God’s image on the line)? Or is this just a time to be firm, and by saying “Thanks,” we can cross the ‘love’ component off the list? Just some thoughts.

I personally am quite firm, and don’t feel bad unless its for something good (usually not for the lack of giving, but how I treat the person). But please respond and let me know what you think. But I’m not soliciting, mind you. I’d just love to hear your thoughts. Thanks.

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Providence explained through Winn Dixie and Fed Ex

The last two days I’ve been reminded of God’s providential involvement in my life. He is always involved, but sometimes He reminds me that I need to not get so frustrated when little things thwart my plans. For instances….

First instance
Amy and I are driving home from the gym on Tuesday and she asks me to stop at the grocery store. I wasn’t excited because it was already quite late, and we still needed to make dinner and do some other things in the house. I don’t know much, but I know you don’t say “No” to a pregnant woman.

Well as we were checking out, a woman who we had kind of lost contact with, shows up with her brother. Fortunately her brother speaks near perfect English and was able to communicate well with us. We got her new phone # and she specifically requested one of our members to pick up her kids for church this Sunday. Had we not gone through the self-checkout line, we probably would have not seen her come inside. Pretty cool.

Second instance
I ordered a Macbook computer after getting back from Xmas. More about that later (its still in the box right now). Of course Fed Ex tries to drop it off at 4pm one day, and 11:30 am the next day, so I had pick it up at the Fed Ex place. I grabbed the necessary paper-drop-off-thing and headed out. When I stopped by the pharmacy, I realized I grabbed the paper-drop-off-thing
without the pick-up address. Frustrated, I drove back home (all of a 2 minute detour).

And as soon as I got home, a neighbor backs into my driveway and we talk for about 10 minutes.
He asked me if the Homeowners meeting would be at “my” church. It is by the way. I’m hoping that may be the next step in seeing some more neighbors come to Hope.

Anyway, in our time of conversation I learned a bunch about him. Our usual conversations last about 30 seconds, so this was huge. All because I picked up the wrong paper-drop-off-thing. God used my lack of attention to detail as part of His plans that day. Sometimes I need reminding that all things really do unfold according to His plans. I can’t thwart them through my responsibility or lack of responsibility.

Maybe I can relax a bit more when my plans change. And then maybe my blood pressure will drop even further (if it still needs to).

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Cuban Coffee and Confession

Yesterday I learned two very important things. One of them related to health, one of them related to prayer.

First of all, unless you regularly drink a lot of coffee, do not have Cafe con Leche (literally Cuban coffee w/milk) before you go to your annual physical. Before I had to put on that lovely gown they give you, one of the ‘nursish’ (I don’t know what here real title is) took my pulse and blood pressure. My blood pressure was 160 over some other large number, and she was really concerned. My pulse turned out to be 101 beats a minute, which in case you’re not up to date on pulse rates, is WAY HIGH!

I was a little ‘on edge,’ probably mostly (not blaming everything on the Cafe con Leche) due to the coffee. After the physical it went down to 130/90 or some not as high number. But now I’ve got to go somewhere else and find out exactly how much the coffee was to blame for my pulse and blood pressure.

The second thing related to literally practicing what you preach. I preached this past Sunday on 3 components of prayer (Corporate, Confession, Confidence) found in James 5:13-18. When it comes to praying for the congregation, I use Outlook to divide people into different groups and pray for specific people on specific days:
Tuesday-College/Wed-Outreach/Thursday-Youth/Friday-Young Adults, etc…..

Well I preached on taking confidence that when we pray, it does make a difference, even when we can’t see it. Yesterday I was extremely convicted for not regularly, and certainly not confidently, praying for a youth outside the church. He hasn’t come to youth group or church in a long time, although he once came off and on. Well, one of our youth still has contact with him and said that he was actually planning on coming to church last Sunday. I had no idea.

And it is true we often have no idea what’s going on in people’s hearts. Another youth that I had been praying for regularly and desperately, just showed up at church two weeks ago without invitation or ride from a member. You never know what God is doing behind the scenes. I need to practice more often what I preach, specifically this area of Confidence, that our prayers do make a difference. I’ve seen it too many times to justify ‘giving’ up on certain folks outside the church, or on the fringe.

However-I’m not tooting my own horn-I just realized that I at least am practicing one of my “C” points: Confession. So at least I hit one out of three! A 333 average is at least a start, and darn good in baseball, eh?

Anyhow, if you want to hear my sermon on prayer, click here

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"The Waitress:" A helpful discussion

Sunday during the Christian Ed hour we had a very involved discussion on the movie The Waitress. If you haven’t seen it before, its a movie about a dissatisfied pregnant woman who has an affair with her married doctor (of all people). Actually there are other affairs going on in the movie as well. To make matters weirder, the main character’s husband is an incredibly insecure, controlling scumbag, so as to make the affair look not so bad. I liked the movie so much because I enjoyed it while at the same time I felt precarious and disturbed (wondering if I should really ‘pull’ for the Waitress). That’s what I enjoyed most about the film.

Regardless of likes/dislikes (it was probably 50-50), our discussion was very helpful to me, and I think to most of those who participated. A few things came out of our discussion.

First of all, before we talked about what we didn’t like or what was ‘bad’ about the movie, we had to say something positive. That’s what Paul did with the Athenians (Acts 17), and so I think he leaves us a biblical model to follow. Here’s what we discovered.

Positives depicted

1.) Affairs are very clearly depicted not so much about love, but escape and adventure, and how they make one feel (contrary to love-concerned for the happiness of another). And they really do hurt people.

2.) Andy Griffith’s character (who was worth the price of admission alone) did not approve of her affair, and continued to be the voice of reason and wisdom throughout the movie. Randy even compared him to being sort of a Proverbial character. While old and seemingly crotchedy at times, Proverbs come to us via the Holy Spirit working through a heart of experience, love, and fear of the Lord. Nice work Pastor Randy.

3.) There was never ANY thought of abortion throughout this unwanted pregnancy from ANY woman in the film. The only one who mentioned it was her husband, but he didn’t want to go to Hell for suggesting and having her follow through with it. In an abort first, ask questions later media/movie world, we were all pleasantly surprised with this.

Negatives

There are always negatives as well. Perhaps most unsettling was the depiction of marital infidelity and lack of commitment to wedding vows. Someone mentioned that this was what we should expect from our culture. True, but it is also something that we’ve seen out of the church as well. Divorce is unfortunately nearly as common in the church today. And that is to be expected since people don’t commit to anything these days-why should it be different with marriage?

In addition to discussing characters, positives/negatives, worldviews presented, I was simply blessed to be with a number of different thoughtful minds. Several women helped me see some specific flaws in the main character, as well as some good traits with the hated husband. These women weren’t digesting the perhaps pro-feminist theme! Way to go ladies.

Anyhow, I hope others learned as much as I did. I still like this movie a lot. But the discussion made me question some of the things I liked about it and see some other likeable things I ignored. Whether you like this movie or not, it does bring about some intelligent discussion.
Watching a movie by myself can be good, but only through discussion in community can we get the most out of them.

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The ordinary doesn’t have to be dull

This post is kind of weird, and if you don’t like it, I apologize. What I mean by ‘weird’ is that it is a blog post about my blog. But in no way is it meant to be conceited-as though anything is ever ‘meant’ to be conceited. Now let me explain.

Someone in church yesterday encouraged me greatly with some kind words about my blog. Only those who receive encouragement understand how important it is!

Anyway, he told me that I see God in everyday life. And that was what he appreciated most about the blog. I told him, “You get it!” For that really is one of my hopes in this blog. Everyday as we go through the mundane, ordinary experiences (although getting ultra-sounds is not all that mundane or ordinary unless you have like 20 kids), we have opportunities to turn them into ‘devotions.’

Since all of life is to be offered to God as worship-not just corporate worship on Sundays (although this is a non-negotiable, even though people try to negotiate out of this privilege/responsibility)-we ought to look at our world with a ‘devotional’ eye.

At times it is seeing comparisons and analogies in movies or in our experiences. Other times it is simply reflecting on the beauty of sunny Florida, or the people around us at the grocery store. Wherever we look, if we look closely enough, we can see the world declaring His glory-even in the movies of fallen humanity. Psalms 8 and 19 remind us of these truths.

While a typical devotional life may start very early in the morning for some (not that early for me), it really doesn’t need to stop. And it doesn’t have to if we can train ourselves to see God in the ordinary. The ordinary can be quite devotional if we let it.

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No privacy before birth

Yesterday was really busy. I just got back in town, had to prepare my sermon for this Sunday. But time was limited after a later than usual start, and the fact we had an Ultra Sound scheduled for “Little T” (little tyke). Well that last part turned out to be the more fun part of the day (although sermon prep came and went more easily since I finished my outline before I left for VA-if only outlines would make themselves!).

Apparently “Little T” is probably a misnomer. Although only 20 weeks young (or T-19), he has the legs of a 21 weeker. Even now the kid is all legs! We don’t expect that to change until late high school.

One of the more shocking things about our time yesterday happened as the doctor told me to turn to the side. I thought she was trying to make me miss the penis, or lack thereof, as she maneuvered the magic pen (like Mortimer on Bill Cosby’s “Picture Pages”-although it didn’t make any cool sound).

But no, she was checking out my profile. Apparently “Little T” and I have the same ‘gently sloping nose.’ I was thrilled. But she said my gently sloping nose was a good nose. I’ll have to take her word for it. Its not that I hate my nose; its just that I never thought it was a ‘good nose.’

Also, “Little T” would not stay put to pose for pictures. He was all over the place. At least he didn’t do anything embarrassing like pick his nose. But I’m not sure kids get ‘boogs’ until they actually get out of the womb. After some poking around, we left him with his privacy. Regardless, some things you can learn from an ultrasound.

I’ll try to scan some pictures and put them up here so you can see “Little T’s” gently sloping nose and gargantuan, mammoth-like femur that belies that of 21 ‘weeker.’

One more thing I learned-or rather was reminded of-is that God’s process of growing babies inside peoples stomachs is like, really in depth, cool, and amazing. Everything just knows where to go. Wow.

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A New Year

I’m really not one for New Year’s celebrations. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with them; I really just don’t get them. Why stay up to 12:00 am just to see a new year officially begin? Since the Clemson/Auburn game ended before midnight, and I didn’t feel like waiting an hour to see that dude jump his motorcycle across a football field, we turned in early.

But before Amy and I went to bed that night our prayers did at least take on a somewhat festive tone. In our short time of thanksgiving, prior to our regular supplications for a healthy baby, family concerns, and for fruitful fishing (I’m kidding), I led us in a brief time reflecting on God’s faithfulness in 2007.

I guess its really not a whole lot different than what we ought to do at Thanksgiving. But faithfulness goes beyond just having provisions-its God’s presence with you when provisions are low or absent. Before starting a new year, I did find it helpful to remember how God was with us through the thick and lean times.

NowI think I’m about ready for this new year to start. Not bad, I’m only 3 days late.

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Blessings through Bubba

This past Saturday, I had the privilege of going to see one of my college buddies coach his basketball team (Hampden-Sydney College). It’s only an hour and a half drive from Richmond, so that makes it pretty easy to get up there, particularly when your brother-in-law is a Hampden Sydney alum.

Since my buddy Bubba didn’t have much time to talk after the game (he had to do a radio interview and scout the next game), he asked us to stay around a bit. So we came up to the upper box with him, to an area that said, “No fans beyond this point.” But if anyone were to say anything, I would have simply pointed to Bubba.

After the game, we were offered a meal ‘on the house’ at Applebees. But first we would have to wait for him to do some sort of ‘coachy’ type work in the sports/alumni office. Though I didn’t deserve to be there, since I was neither alumni nor ‘sports,’ I felt strangely comfortable. Even comfortable enough to put my feet up on a coffee table (although I did take the lead from my bro-in-law). Again, if anyone were to say anything to me, I would have simply pointed to Bubba.

Finally we went to Applebee’s where we were instructed to get anything we wanted (there were limits for players; but no limits for coaches). The food was good. Fellowship was good. We had a good time. And if anyone were to say that I didn’t belong, I would have one word for them: “Bubba”

My afternoon and evening with Bubba displayed a great freedom and access through the accomplishments of one person. I experienced opportunities, access to unique places, even a special meal with a dear friend (at the expense of Hampden-Sydney!).

It reminded me of the blessings Christ purchased for me. If Satan or anyone else tells me I don’t belong, I simply need to utter one word. As Martin Luther put it in his famous hymn A Mighty Fortress Is Our God, “One word shall fell him.” So for now we say bye to Bubba and hello to Christ.

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The gift that keeps giving

Last night I spent some time with my cousins, and Aunt/Uncle in Richmond. There were babies galore, some of them fairly fresh: 5-6 months or so. So it was extremely nice for them to ‘assemble’ with one day’s notice, and not play the ‘sick baby card.’ Flexibility is always a good thing, especially when its another’s flexibility that is tested!

I asked my Uncle and cousin-in-law about their church. Both greatly appreciated their pastor and his sermons. The sermons were brief enough to hold their attention, and included everyday mundane illustrations which parishioners could obviously identify (like a bug hanging onto a windshield wiper or his cat doing something ridiculous). But perhaps most astounding was my uncle and cousin-in-law’s ability to recount these illustrations to me, and explain the point behind them!

Illustrations are what people remember the longest. A truth/application that is wed to a good illustration is one of the greatest gifts a preacher can give to his people. In the words of Cousin Eddy from National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, “It’s the gift that keeps giving, the whole year round.”
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Sometimes its good to assume

Well, I had some better thoughts already ‘blogged down’ a few minutes ago, but somehow they were just deleted from the cyber world and out of my life forever. So I hope that these thoughts will be helpful for ‘you and yours.’ I love saying that.

Amy and I decided to fly out the day after Xmas, as opposed to Xmas day like we did last year. I highly recommend flying the day after if possible. Last year it was less than festive to see a 24 hour continous loop of In Sync’s video “Its Christmas time!” Not to mention I think it probably took 5-10 years off my life-though I can’t prove it.

Regardless, the plane ride was fairly turbulence ridden. But amidst the turbulence, I witnessed something strange. A few kids, probably 10-15 years of age, were loving every bit of turbulence. My reaction to the plane oscillating, or rising/dropping sharply is usually, “Lord protect us!”

But these kids were shouting out with glee, like Santa’s proverbial reindeer after Rudolph got a nose job (I think that’s what really happened-noses don’t glow red without extensive surgery or serious allergies).

How could they? How could they enjoy every bit of the plane’s shaking, when all the adults were terrified? I think they just presumed that the plane would land safely at their final destination, and simply treated it as ride. But I think there was something very profound behind their cheers. A simple confidence that the plane would land.

It’s probably better to prayerfully presume the plan will land. Then I, along with the rest of the adults who seemed ‘concerned’ at the very least, may fly in peace one day. Maybe that’s what the kids were doing. Maybe that’s how we learn even to have joy even in the turbulence on the ground and in life. Maybe that’s how Paul the apostle did it, seeing how he was confident that he would arrive at his final destination whether people came to his aid or not (II Tim 4:16). In air travel and in life, there are some good assumptions.