So, Father’s Day is here again.
I’m sorry, but I just can’t be excited about it. Maybe it’s because of all my faults. Maybe in a sea of screw ups, a few life preserver moments of manly clarity and wisdom doesn’t inspire me towards feeling accomplished as a husband or father. I just don’t think it’s necessarily something to relish in or put on a pedestal. It doesn’t seem like it’s something to be highly regarded from a fatherly point of view. I’m sorry, but I’m just not feeling it and frankly I never do. I am a father simply because and only because, my wife blessed me with two children. I am a father because that’s what my children call me. I feel more privileged and honored by that than by anything I’ve ever done in my role as a father. To be honest, if they still love me and if my wife still loves me and I think they do, then they have shown me the face of God and I have probably failed to adequately acknowledge it.
Continue reading “Just Another Father’s Day…”
Is it possible that we make an idol out of loving God?
I wrote last week on the concept of being “so heavenly-minded that you’re no earthly good”, which you can read HERE. I think it’s a ridiculous expression, and the heart behind saying it is a form of idolatry. I don’t know what it might look like in practice but I imagine to some extent it’s a circling of the wagons. It is cutting yourself off from the world to protect yourself and maybe your family from the dangers lurking behind every crevice of this sin-infested habitat.(as if that’ll work) In reality, being so heavenly-minded you are no earthly good means that you might not be very heavenly-minded to begin with. This brings me to my original question born from that previous article: Continue reading “Loving God or Creating an Idol?”
I got your life application right here!
First off, Happy New Year! It’s 2017 and there’s a sense of optimism floating about in the air. Now, please allow me to continue that, and bring you more good feelings of gum drops and cherry licorice.
How would you feel if someone you knew suddenly died?
How’s that for warm and fuzzy? I know, I know, you’re quite welcome really. Continue reading “Move… Before Death Comes…”
Myles was a drug addict before he came to faith in Christ. Now, He uses that past life to minister to other addicts in his community. He does his best to help by using the gift he believes God has specifically given him. Most of all, he shares the Gospel with them. Some hear the words, and are moved by them to repent and trust in Christ. Some others hear the words and leave unaffected. Whatever the circumstances or results, Myles keeps on walking out that specific plan God has for his life. Continue reading “God Has A “Specific” Plan For Your Life!”
Who is more longsuffering than God? In the course of history God has not been the vengeful, quick-to-punish deity He is sometimes made out to be. He held back His wrath regularly as he waited for His people to turn from their wickedness in the Old Testament and He waits ever still for more to come and rest in the mercy and grace of Jesus Christ as He calls them home. Considering how quickly our society moves today, I don’t think we can fathom what it’s like to wait, let alone wait for someone to turn away from evil. How often would God’s prophets plead with His people to return to the Father and give up their idols. Some pleaded even as they were killed for their troubles. In the New Testament, Jesus Christ himself lamented over God’s own when he said:
O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to it! How often would I have gathered your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you were not willing! Luke 13:34 (ESV) Continue reading “Long Suffering: Gospel-Centered Patience”
Is it possible to be prodigal from God within the church body?
I had the opportunity to hear a wonderful sermon on the prodigal son recently and it really struck me how he was eventually left empty, alone and penniless. This is where the thoughts for this blog post came from. Continue reading “The Prodigal Christian”
There is not one unforgivable sin that you can commit while breathing. Whether people care to acknowledge it or not, God is always providing us with opportunities to bend a knee in humility towards Him. Some recognize God’s call as good and take that knee. Other’s see that call and defiantly reject God’s graciousness poured out for them, standing high from the tower of their own lives screaming words of rebellion out to him. Most who have bent a knee know what that’s like as God systematically dismantled our own towers. Even still, He might have a few floors to go for most of us.
Continue reading “Cain’s Mark, God’s Mercy”
Most Sundays, when I go to church, I’m alone. I am surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses to be sure, but still, I sit alone. We repeat liturgy, sing hymns and worship as a whole, but make no mistake about it, I am utterly alone. I walk in alone, and except for the occasional handshake or conversation, there is clearly some kind of force field around me that separates me from the others. My wife attends a church different from mine and my son seems to be against all things God. So, many times, when I walk in, I do so hammered with doubts and fears and all sorts of worries. I am a wreck, but here I am, by myself, except for my thoughts that never seem to go away, so I guess I’m not completely alone. Sometimes, in regards to my racing mind, I wish I were.
Continue reading “First Sundays… “
I don’t claim to understand every nuance of the relationship between our first parents Adam & Eve and God, but I do know there was relationship. That relationship was marred or broken when they took a bite out of the forbidden fruit. At least, it was from their end. They ran and hid and tried to cover themselves up, but it was impossible to hide from God and though they were scolded, God was still in relationship with them. Yes, he punished them, but he also showed them mercy and grace:
Continue reading “Adam & Eve: The Fall Towards Grace”
I look in the mirror most days, and frankly, I don’t like what I see. Feel free to call me shallow because I’m not focusing on my “inner beauty”, but I’ve never felt comfortable in any realm that exists where someone can look at me and think, “That’s a good looking guy right there.” I just don’t see it and never have. At best, I get excited when taking a picture where I don’t look “half-bad.”
Continue reading “Loving The Unlovable”