Here’s an article from yours truly, the contributing religion editor of the Bradenton Herald. Perhaps the 2nd most read paper in Manatee county. They actually kept my title and didn’t cut off any sentences to make it fit this time!

The article is about Christmas lights and how they can remind us of what love really is. With that said, there’s some other stuff worth noting, which could not fit into a short article, and will be mentioned in a future post.

Someone the other day told me she didn’t like Xmas songs. I don’t get that. But, whether you like the tunes to them or not, the story which they tell is quite amazing. It is an amazing story, and some folks have really captured it quite well over the years. I’m a huge fan of the standard Xmas carols, no matter what arrangement. And there are also some new Xmas songs which are really quite worshipful. If you’re looking for another Xmas CD, especially one for free, I highly recommend going to a site called noisetrade where you can download Sojourn’s “Advent Songs” for free.

Some of you shared some lovely and thoughtful Christmas traditions on one of my posts. Do you have any favorite Xmas albums? Here are my favorites. Please post and share yours.

My Top 5 Xmas Albums

1. The Chieftains The Bells of Dublin
2. Amy Grant’s A Christmas Album
3. Indelible Grace’s artists Your King Has Come
4. Point of Grace (this was Amy’s but it’s starting to grow on me!) A Christmas Story
5. Sojourn’s Advent Songs

Honorable mentions
The Three Tenor’s Christmas, Loreena Mckinnitt

I heard yesterday that there were plans to not play the 09 Arena Football League season. Apparently some big investors had been hit by the economy and wouldn’t be supporting it this year. I’m sure all 65 fans of the A.F.L. will be hurt by this decision.

Yet it seems that some other sports franchises are not at all hurting in this down economy. For instance, the New York Yankees just came to terms with highly sought after free agent C.C. Sabbathia. The deal looks to be worth over 161 million dollars. They offered another pitcher, A.J. Burnett, a deal for nearly 70 million.

There are two ways in which we learn not to “trust in chariots (Psalm 20:7):” things which we put our faith in instead of God. Of course we spend all our lives trying to learn this truth.

1.) God takes the “chariots” away. Investments, home prices, appearances worsen, skills deteriorate, etc..

2.) God allows us to ride the “chariots” and find that they really leave us empty. There’s something incredibly depressing (but can point us right back to Jesus) about getting what you hoped for and finding it only disappoints you further.

Guess what route the Steinbrenner’s (who can buy anything but happiness, and recently a World Series-though not for lack of trying) will have to take? Which road is God taking you down?

On Sunday we had our 35th annual Christmas Outreach Party at my house. Well, actually it was our 2nd, but who’s keeping track? Click here to see more pictures. We included church kids, Amy’s school kids (last year’s kindergarteners and those she’s tutoring this year), as well as neighborhood kids.

At first, it didn’t look pretty. At all. At 2:30 pm (our start time), we had zero from outside the church. At 2:45 pm, one neighbor. Eventually folks started trickling in from 3-3:30 pm. By the end of the party, we had 3 different neighborhood families, 4 different church families, 3 different school families. But all of the school kids brought brothers, sisters, and both parents. So we had at least 20 kids (and a number of teenagers and adults) in my front yard, kitchen, and all around the house.

I was angry at God at 2:30 pm. I was praising God at 4:45 pm (when the last one’s left-it was supposed to end at 4pm!). He brought people in His timing, not mine-which is His right. It just happened to be in Latino time, which was appropriate for most, even though my neighbors who came were either black or white.

One of our youth got to share the gospel through candy. It was a hard road (peppermint hard candy) for Joseph and Mary. The Baby Ruth reminds us of Jesus, Smarties-the wise men, Starburst-the star….You get the point. Go here for the full story. It’s really quite simplistically brilliant.

The highlight for me was seeing one of my neighbor’s kids, who had already finished making his craft, card, and his ornament, sit down and listen attentively to the telling of the Candy filled Xmas story. When the next group of kids came out, and his group moved on, he simply came right back to listen again. His parents were looking for him because they had to go, but he wanted to hear the story again.

That was a powerful picture for me. We should be like Caden (the one in the Santa hat), never getting tired of hearing the amazing story of the gospel: how God entered into time and flesh to save a sinful people whom He loves. Each detail of the story, with or without candy, points us to the uniqueness of our Tri-une God. Amen.

On Saturday from 7 am-2 pm, I participated in a kayak fishing tournament hosted by paddle-fishing.com. I really didn’t enter the tournament with any expectations other than hoping to build relationships and meet some new folks. It’s always nice to have hobbies in which you can use for a greater purpose. Then you don’t have to do something ELSE just to do outreach.
So the fishing was simply a means to an end.

I didn’t expect to do well since I was fishing an area I’d never fished before. I was not disappointed. I ended up with 6-7 trout and no reds or snook.

The goal is to catch and take pictures of a snook, red fish, and trout (what we call a “slam”), and then add the inches of the largest snook, red, and trout. Since I didn’t catch any redfish or snook, I figured there was no need take more pictures of trout. What I didn’t realize was that everyone had a slow day, and NO ONE caught any snook. Therefore people just added up the inches of their trout. And third place was 40 inches. I caught at least 3 trout over 14 inches, and you can probably realize that adds up to more than 4o inches. I lost out on nearly 200 dollars because I figured, “What’s the point, there’s no way I can win?”

I believe the psychological term for that is “learned helplessness.” Ultimately you feel like you will fail, so there’s no reason to even try. But just like a fishing tournament, you really never know what will become of your faithfulness. It was a good reminder to me to keep plugging along faithfully in the work that God has called me to do. You never know what may become of it. Here’s a “for instance.”

One of the intended purposes of our neighborhood Xmas party was to invite folks to the Xmas Eve service. Last year no one from the party came to the service. This year, a neighbor brought it up in conversation that he and his family were hoping to attend.

I guess that’s why I’m so drawn to fishing and ministry: you just never know what you’ll catch, literally or proverbially.

I’m a huge fan of advent. It constantly and properly reminds us where we stand: smack dab in the middle of Christ’s first and second comings. Thankful for all that he has accomplished, and longing for Him to finish what He started. A dude named Tullian (I’m not getting into spelling his last name) wrote a good little blurb on Advent. I doubt I’d do any better, so I commend his to you. He’s the 2nd person to recommend this little Advent devotional from Christ the King Presbyterian Church (PCA). Click here and you can download it for free. I checked it out and it is fantastic. Amy and I will be hitting it up from this day forward. Of course it’s not as good as the one I created (I’m not biased or anything), but it’s a very close second and more family friendly! I hope you give it a whirl. I know it will help you celebrate (with thankfulness AND longing) Christmas all month, especially in the midst of the economy, busyness, family issues, sickness, and suffering.

Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” served as my introduction when I preached at my best bud’s ordination service a few years back. I used the last lines “Miles to go before I sleep. Miles to go before I sleep….” as commentary on how we feel much of the time. Well I felt the “miles to go” part again tonight.

Since everyone is busy-I’ve met few people who say they’re not busy-I’m sure all of us have felt despair at the proverbial miles we feel we must travel before we get a chance to sleep. All of the stuff to do (bills to pay, chores, reports, papers, sermons, books to read, relationships to mend, etc….). Especially during Xmas time when everything seems to get busier.

In fact, these “miles” I must travel next week are a large reason why I’m up blogging at 12:30 am tonight. I was already awake BEFORE Connar started his midnight gas routine that woke him and Amy up.

When I preached at the ordination service I camped out at Colossians 1:28-29 where Paul mentions that he struggles with all Christ’s energy which so powerfully works in him. In fact his goal was to present everyone “perfect” (I think he means “perfect” as in mature). A lofty goal no doubt. Paul lost sleep, I’m sure, worrying about his churches (II Cor 11:28). But he also slept content at night (Phil 4:11-13).

And so we can sleep and rest even now. There will be many more miles to travel tomorrow, yet we have someone who promises to sustain us during those miles. After all it is “His energy” which powerfully works in us. I can sleep. I can rest. If I believe, which I’m obviously not doing right now (its always easier to preach a verse than believe a verse) or I would be in bed. There’s still hope for me and help in my unbelief (Mark 9:23). I just hope that help comes soon.

I’ve never like the University of Tennessee football team. For reasons that are probably unreasonable. But now I have one more reason that is perhaps a bit more, well, reasonable. They recently hired Lane Kiffin as their head coach. That joker is only 2 years older than I am. Crazy.

But the real problem is that his father is Monte Kiffin, the Buc’s defensive coordinator for the last 13 or so years. Guess where he’ll be going next year? To coach with his son. Can you imagine being your dad’s boss?

One of the things that both former Buc’s coach Tony Dungy and Monte Kiffin were really good at was leadership development. A number of Dungy’s assistants, and several position coaches under Monte have gone on to head coaching and defensive coordinating positions.

The mark of a good leader in any arena, in my opinion, is indispensability. Is he making the church, organization, or team utterly dependent upon him or is he doing everything possible to develop leadership under him. In other words, will the organism go south when he leaves, retires, or dies? Or did he/she do all that was possible to make him/herself dispensable?

Some sports talk host believed that the mark of a good coach was how well the team did when he left. He argued in that light, Gruden is great: the Raiders still haven’t recovered; Dungy was not so good: the Bucs won the Superbowl the next year. Yet even secular models of leadership, as presented in Good to Great, recognize the need to be team-centered as opposed to being single leader-oriented.

That leadership reflection finds reference in II Tim 2:2, where Paul tells Timothy, “And the things you have heard me say in the presence of many witnesses entrust to reliable men who will also be qualified to teach others.” Any leader who fails to train up other leaders fails to lead well. Otherwise he/she will just be creating a culture that is dependent upon him/her.

We’ll see how well Monte Kiffin trained up others under him (they’ll probably hire within, getting a “Kiffin disciple”) next year as the Bucs will spend their first year without him calling plays. Based upon Kiffin’s philosophy and track record, the Buc’s should be fine.

Once Thanksgiving ends, the Xmas season, at least for all commercial and residential purposes, begins. Since Connar hasn’t experienced any Christmases yet, we have yet to develop any distinctly Christmas Henderson family traditions. In order to form them, we will become somewhat syncretistic: absorbing some Henderson-Nance traditions, but also taking new bits and pieces of other folks’ traditions and blending them together. Not a good idea when it comes to the orthodox Christian faith, but perhaps very helpful when developing new family traditions.

And since I’ve already blogged on the need to evaluate all traditions, I’m guarding against becoming Clark Griswald from National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation. Clearly the Christmas family traditions were for him, and not his family as a whole. So with that said, please post any of your favorite family Christmas traditions. We may steal them, tweak them, use them, or pass them on. You may give others some good ideas, and they may give you some. A win-win.

I had a great Thanksgiving weekend. We took Connar to the Zoo and watched him splash about trying to grab the Sting Rays in the “petting” tank. That was probably the highlight of the weekend for me.

One person who didn’t have a good weekend was N.Y. Giants wide receiver Plaxico Buress. He accidentally shot himself in the leg. Unfortunately it only got worse from there. Something about gun laws, and possessing firearms. So he had to turn himself in today, and potentially face a minimum of three years for his crime. Getting shot, and then getting arrested for shooting yourself. How about that for a Thanksgiving weekend?

Well he can still be thankful the bullet didn’t hit any major arteries and cause him to bleed to death in the night club. That and the fact that most NFL players not named Michael Vick ever serve jail time during their careers. Plaxico can sit around the table with family and be thankful that high priced lawyers usually trump common sense justice (this dude already helped Puff Daddy get off from a similar charge 8 years ago). As John Cougar Mellencamp sang, “Ain’t that America..”