I dislike letting so much time go between posts, but sometimes life simply gets in the way. I'm sure everyone has had similar circumstances, wondering if it's possible to squeeze a few more hours into each day. And yet, there are times you just have to stop, look, and listen.
Yesterday was one of those days.
The first two weeks of the Winter college semester have been rather hectic. This has been made worse by the variety of winter weather we've been having; everything from snow to sleet, freezing rain to whiteout fog. Then include normal responsibilities with family, friends, and congregation, which still need their share of attention.
Last night was rehearsal for the worship team. Our keyboardist will be absent this week, and I usually step up with the guitar when needed: though I'd prefer to stick with my primary instrument, drums, if everything falls into place.
Missing most of our musicians, and down to one female voice, the need for a little extra work on a few tunes was in order. But we took it in stride, accomplished the tasks, and finished with our customary prayer.
However, just as we finished, a young man entered the auditorium, which is a bit out of the ordinary. It's a small church, with nothing planned for Friday nights except worship practice.
For the sake of privacy I will call him "Bill." Bill has not been a member of the church very long. Just a few months back he rededicated his life to Christ, then followed the profession of faith with baptism a week later.
Bill is partially disabled, and attempts to make do with a fixed income. He lives with a roommate, who shares the financial burden. Unfortunately, the continuing economic crisis continues to devastate our small Central Oregon community. And Bill's roommate has just joined the ranks of the unemployed.
This is not a casual or quick fix problem in an area plagued with a much higher rate of unemployment than the national average. An area that sees thousands of people going after a few dozen jobs.
Bill's partial disability payments are not enough to make the monthly bills. And just because he's partially disabled does not mean he doesn't have the normal amount of male pride. He eagerly wants to work, even if it's only part-time. Yet there isn't anything available.
Bill is at his wits end. He humbled himself before the few remaining worship team members. That's not an easy thing for any man to do in this society: a society that raises the bar high on what it allegedly means to be a "real" man.
With regard to the worship team members, I realized, after everything was over, we spent more time with Bill than we did for the entire rehearsal. We each forgot our own problems for awhile, and dismissed the usual urgency of our daily grinds, while attempting to comfort, help, and find solutions for one of our brothers in Christ.
I am not bringing this up for any verbal pat on the back, but as a reminder to us all. Even though most of us have our share of difficulties, it doesn't take any of us too long to find someone worse off than we are. If we simply stop, look, and listen we can find many opportunities to help. And even though helping the victims in Haiti is a positive thing, we can find just as many starving and/or shattered lives right here. Maybe right next door.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Not another alleged rapture date prediction!
An article posted on SFGate.com by Justin Berton, Chronicle Staff Writer, on New Year's Day proclaims, "Biblical Scholar's date for rapture: May 21, 2011."
The article tells how Harold Camping, who runs Family Radio, an evangelical station with a global following, has a laugh over the "fairy tale" Mayan prediction for the world's end in 2012 (as portrayed in the new movie).
As an 88-year-old alleged biblical scholar who claims to have studied the Bible for nearly 70 years, and states "he has developed a mathematical system to interpret prophesies hidden within the Good Book," he then makes his own prediction, claiming May 21, 2011 will be the "end of times."
Camping is the same so-called biblical scholar who prophesied for two years that September 6, 1994 would be Judgment Day. A day when dozens of his gullible flock gathered within Alameda's Veterans Memorial Building to "await the coming of Christ."
Unsurprisingly, a day that came and went without the heavenly trumpet blast, and Camping reaching for any excuse to cover up his faux pas. He settled on the possibility that he might have made a mistake on his calculations.
He made a mistake all right, but it has nothing to do with his mathematical calculations.
However, it obviously did not deter him from giving the old cosmic roulette wheel another spin, and coming up with his present prediction. Nor did his egg-faced followers forego their loyalty and, in fact, have helped sponsor and spread his present message around the world.
Answer me this: how does a self-proclaimed biblical scholar, with 70 years of studying the Bible, never come across the words of Jesus claiming that "no man" will know the time of his return, only God?
But of that day and hour knows no man, no, not the angels, but my Father only. --- Matthew 24: 36
A fact which is stressed various times in God's word: for instance, Matthew 24: 35-51, Mark 13: 32-37, and Luke 12: 35-48.
Then why does a so-called scholar continue to engage in the same foolish action that brought such laughable disgrace to himself, his followers, and his alleged faith?
Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful: but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened. Professing themselves wise, they became fools. -- Romans 1: 21-22
And:
As a dog returns to his vomit, so a fool returns to his folly. --- Proverbs 26: 11
Needless to say, I would urge you not to be as this man and his followers. Do not be overly concerned about the day or hour, it is not for us to know. Likewise, do not allow the foolish interpretations of those who take the Bible out of context to destroy your faith. Just continue to do your best, and be as Christ-like as possible. Let God handle the rest.
[Quotes and facts about Camping taken from Justin Berton article in SFGate.com]
The article tells how Harold Camping, who runs Family Radio, an evangelical station with a global following, has a laugh over the "fairy tale" Mayan prediction for the world's end in 2012 (as portrayed in the new movie).
As an 88-year-old alleged biblical scholar who claims to have studied the Bible for nearly 70 years, and states "he has developed a mathematical system to interpret prophesies hidden within the Good Book," he then makes his own prediction, claiming May 21, 2011 will be the "end of times."
Camping is the same so-called biblical scholar who prophesied for two years that September 6, 1994 would be Judgment Day. A day when dozens of his gullible flock gathered within Alameda's Veterans Memorial Building to "await the coming of Christ."
Unsurprisingly, a day that came and went without the heavenly trumpet blast, and Camping reaching for any excuse to cover up his faux pas. He settled on the possibility that he might have made a mistake on his calculations.
He made a mistake all right, but it has nothing to do with his mathematical calculations.
However, it obviously did not deter him from giving the old cosmic roulette wheel another spin, and coming up with his present prediction. Nor did his egg-faced followers forego their loyalty and, in fact, have helped sponsor and spread his present message around the world.
Answer me this: how does a self-proclaimed biblical scholar, with 70 years of studying the Bible, never come across the words of Jesus claiming that "no man" will know the time of his return, only God?
But of that day and hour knows no man, no, not the angels, but my Father only. --- Matthew 24: 36
A fact which is stressed various times in God's word: for instance, Matthew 24: 35-51, Mark 13: 32-37, and Luke 12: 35-48.
Then why does a so-called scholar continue to engage in the same foolish action that brought such laughable disgrace to himself, his followers, and his alleged faith?
Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful: but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened. Professing themselves wise, they became fools. -- Romans 1: 21-22
And:
As a dog returns to his vomit, so a fool returns to his folly. --- Proverbs 26: 11
Needless to say, I would urge you not to be as this man and his followers. Do not be overly concerned about the day or hour, it is not for us to know. Likewise, do not allow the foolish interpretations of those who take the Bible out of context to destroy your faith. Just continue to do your best, and be as Christ-like as possible. Let God handle the rest.
[Quotes and facts about Camping taken from Justin Berton article in SFGate.com]
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Overly Pious Pulpit Proclamation
From all the negative Christian related news stories in the past couple weeks, a person could easily question whether extra effort is made by the secular media to find such unbecoming fare over the holidays, or if the radical fringe element hiding under the Christian banner increases their efforts at this time. Sadly, it is probably a combination of the two.
Two days before Christmas we were introduced to the latest publicity-oriented claims by Rev. Fred Phelps, of the infamous Kansas-based Westboro Baptist Church. A church that holds a conservative title, but proclaims extremist beliefs. A church known for unChristian-like hate-filled speech, such as hatred towards homosexuals (not just the act of homosexuality), and equally known for publicly protesting funerals of fallen servicemen.
Rev. Phelps' latest overly pious pulpit proclamation attacks pop star Lady Gaga. He insists, "God hates Lady Gaga," and proclaims she is a "hussy" and a heathen for "seducing a generation."
Excuse me, but am I the only one who sees a correlation between Phelps and Mayor Augustus Maywho from How the Grinch Stole Christmas?
Just like Mayor Maywho stuttering and stammering when asked by little Cindylou, who could quote the Book of Who better than he could, I see Phelps equally stuttering and stammering when asked to show any chapter and verse in the Bible to back up his ridiculous claim that God hates any human: individually or collectively.
Though it is true that the Bible claims there are consequences to sin, at no time does it claim that God hates the sinner. Quite the opposite, in fact, since it proclaims:
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. --- John 3:16
It is my fervent prayer that a bible-reading Christian be inspired to go to the bible-thumping Phelps and the WBC congregation, to kindly tell them that, in the spirit of the holidays, it's not too late for them either. Afterall, God loves them as much as He loves Lady Gaga, or any old Phelps-like Grinch or Scrooge.
[Phelps quotes taken from Marc Schneider article on PopEater.com]
Two days before Christmas we were introduced to the latest publicity-oriented claims by Rev. Fred Phelps, of the infamous Kansas-based Westboro Baptist Church. A church that holds a conservative title, but proclaims extremist beliefs. A church known for unChristian-like hate-filled speech, such as hatred towards homosexuals (not just the act of homosexuality), and equally known for publicly protesting funerals of fallen servicemen.
Rev. Phelps' latest overly pious pulpit proclamation attacks pop star Lady Gaga. He insists, "God hates Lady Gaga," and proclaims she is a "hussy" and a heathen for "seducing a generation."
Excuse me, but am I the only one who sees a correlation between Phelps and Mayor Augustus Maywho from How the Grinch Stole Christmas?
Just like Mayor Maywho stuttering and stammering when asked by little Cindylou, who could quote the Book of Who better than he could, I see Phelps equally stuttering and stammering when asked to show any chapter and verse in the Bible to back up his ridiculous claim that God hates any human: individually or collectively.
Though it is true that the Bible claims there are consequences to sin, at no time does it claim that God hates the sinner. Quite the opposite, in fact, since it proclaims:
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. --- John 3:16
It is my fervent prayer that a bible-reading Christian be inspired to go to the bible-thumping Phelps and the WBC congregation, to kindly tell them that, in the spirit of the holidays, it's not too late for them either. Afterall, God loves them as much as He loves Lady Gaga, or any old Phelps-like Grinch or Scrooge.
[Phelps quotes taken from Marc Schneider article on PopEater.com]
Monday, December 28, 2009
Another Anglican Faux Pas
It appears the Anglican church is getting its share of publicity this holiday season. In recent posts I dealt with the controversial billboard of Joseph and Mary sponsored by an Anglican church in New Zealand.
This new controversy springs from the Church of St. Lawrence, an Anglican congregation in York, England.
The Reverend Tim Jones transitioned from his seasonal sermon of Mary and the birth of Jesus to a discussion on the poor and vulnerable.
During his speech Father Jones advised his congregation to shoplift: stipulating that shoplifting from a large retail chain was preferable to prostitution, burglary, or robbery.
Jones furthered informed his parishioners that it would not break the "thou shalt not steal" commandment, because it "is permissible for those who are in desperate situations to take food that they might not starve."
"I do not offer such advice because I think that stealing is a good thing, or because I think it is harmless, for it is neither," states Jones.
He is further quoted as saying, "I would ask them not to take any more than they need. I offer the advice with a heavy heart. Let my words not be misrepresented as a simplistic call for people to shoplift."
Naturally, these and the rest of his statements were quickly comdemned by the local constabulary.
Anne McIntosh, the Tory MP for Vale of York, said: "I cannot condone inciting anyone to commit a criminal offense."
Likewise, Archdeacon Richard Seed, states: "The Church of England does not advise anyone to shoplift, or break the law in anyway."
Rev. Jones may honestly feel his advice springs from compassion for the poor and destitute, but that does not absolve him from misusing his position of spiritual authority by not only condoning, but encouraging his parishioners to commit criminal acts.
Furthermore, his insistance that stealing is "permissible" is not entirely factual. God's word does state:
Men do not despise a thief, if he steals to satisfy his soul when he is hungry; --- Proverbs 6:30
But it goes on to say:
But if he be found, he shall restore sevenfold; he shall give all the substance of his house. --- Proverbs 6:31
Is that really what Rev. Jones thinks is the best option for the poor and destitute? After all, it is highly unlikely that his parishioners are professional thieves. Therefore, for those desperate enough to take his poor advice, how many will get caught and find themselves in a worse situation than before?
Jail time, costly fines, a criminal record: making a wrong choice during a tough time when temptation is great can quite easily ruin the rest of their lives.
Similarly, Jones would not be on the proverbial hot seat, if he had not made his own foolish choice to take God's word out of context, and publicly proclaim it as fact.
Someone close by him needs to remind Rev. Jones that "the lesser of two evils" is still an evil choice. It is far better to put forth the time and effort into discovering a positive alternative.
[Primary facts and quotes came from a Chris Brooke article in dailymail.co.uk.]
This new controversy springs from the Church of St. Lawrence, an Anglican congregation in York, England.
The Reverend Tim Jones transitioned from his seasonal sermon of Mary and the birth of Jesus to a discussion on the poor and vulnerable.
During his speech Father Jones advised his congregation to shoplift: stipulating that shoplifting from a large retail chain was preferable to prostitution, burglary, or robbery.
Jones furthered informed his parishioners that it would not break the "thou shalt not steal" commandment, because it "is permissible for those who are in desperate situations to take food that they might not starve."
"I do not offer such advice because I think that stealing is a good thing, or because I think it is harmless, for it is neither," states Jones.
He is further quoted as saying, "I would ask them not to take any more than they need. I offer the advice with a heavy heart. Let my words not be misrepresented as a simplistic call for people to shoplift."
Naturally, these and the rest of his statements were quickly comdemned by the local constabulary.
Anne McIntosh, the Tory MP for Vale of York, said: "I cannot condone inciting anyone to commit a criminal offense."
Likewise, Archdeacon Richard Seed, states: "The Church of England does not advise anyone to shoplift, or break the law in anyway."
Rev. Jones may honestly feel his advice springs from compassion for the poor and destitute, but that does not absolve him from misusing his position of spiritual authority by not only condoning, but encouraging his parishioners to commit criminal acts.
Furthermore, his insistance that stealing is "permissible" is not entirely factual. God's word does state:
Men do not despise a thief, if he steals to satisfy his soul when he is hungry; --- Proverbs 6:30
But it goes on to say:
But if he be found, he shall restore sevenfold; he shall give all the substance of his house. --- Proverbs 6:31
Is that really what Rev. Jones thinks is the best option for the poor and destitute? After all, it is highly unlikely that his parishioners are professional thieves. Therefore, for those desperate enough to take his poor advice, how many will get caught and find themselves in a worse situation than before?
Jail time, costly fines, a criminal record: making a wrong choice during a tough time when temptation is great can quite easily ruin the rest of their lives.
Similarly, Jones would not be on the proverbial hot seat, if he had not made his own foolish choice to take God's word out of context, and publicly proclaim it as fact.
Someone close by him needs to remind Rev. Jones that "the lesser of two evils" is still an evil choice. It is far better to put forth the time and effort into discovering a positive alternative.
[Primary facts and quotes came from a Chris Brooke article in dailymail.co.uk.]
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Overzealous in New Zealand: Part 3
I found the following quote at Lemondrop.com:
Church leader Archdeacon Glynn Cardy told the A.P. [Associated Press], "This billboard is trying to lampoon and ridicule the very literal idea that God is a male and somehow this male God impregnated Mary... We would question the Virgin Birth in any literal sense. We would question the maleness of God in any literal sense."
Along with the vast number of comments regarding the "poor taste" and "grossness" of the billboard ad, there were an equal amount of questions and comments relating to the virgin birth and gender stereo-typing of God.
Just a few decades ago such questions were unthinkable. However, when you consider the above statement by an archdeacon, a so-called church leader; and then factor in the knowledge that half of all seminary graduates do not believe in a supernatural God, it is easy to understand. Although, understanding the present attitudes and accepting them are two different issues.
Personally, I do not think any individual should hold a leadership position in any church if they do not honestly believe in the God they are suppose to represent. Such leadership is a dishonest representation, a mockery, and they are conning their congregation for the sake of a paycheck.
Cardy's claims reek of humanistic influence. It is a foolish attempt to take the supernatural out of God in order to make the smaller god they have leftover more understandable to the finite mind. The obvious problem with that (other than the fact that it is untrue) is any god small enough to be understood by us is too small to handle the enormous problems and complexities of the human species and the universe.
How can any honest believer, who claims God created the heavens and the Earth, then profess that same God does not have the ability to handle a simple immaculate conception?
Every human is flawed and prone to sin. You do not need to believe me, just turn on the news, or think about your own past mistakes.
Yet there are humans with the audacity to believe they can out-think God. The purveyors of such humanistic philosophies remind me of Shakespeare's Comedy of Errors. They cannot tell the difference between finite and infinite.
For instance, to claim a belief in God, then claim you have doubts about the God you profess to believe in, and then doubt that God can even communicate who they truly are. Yet isn't that exactly what Cardy did? --- An archdeacon who does not even believe the God he represents is capable of communicating the truth in his own word.
Personally, the God I worship claims He is the Heavenly Father, and His only begotten Son confirms it. And I believe a perfect God is more than capable of making sure His original word is written the way He desired it to be.
If God, through the unction of the Holy Spirit, places a male-oriented title upon Himself, who are we to deny His claim?
This world would be in a far better state if we went back and severed every humanistic and/or politically correct alteration made to the original word of God.
All the so-called "politically correct" translations of the Bible have accomplished nothing more than watering down the true word of God. And the watering down of God's word removes the necessary substance, with the inevitable consequence: a watered-down Bible creates a watered-down faith. And that watered-down faith is evident in the seminaries, in the pulpits, and throughout our society.
Repeatedly throughout God's word we see the call to "Repent! And come back to God." --- That call is needed more now than ever.
This nation collectively, and many of its citizens individually, have lost the true faith and spirit that made us strong. It is time to regain that which was lost, and to once more prosper with guidance and blessings of Almighty God.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
A Christmas Miracle
When something wonderful happens unexpectedly it is always a welcomed event, and yet, many wonderful things happen to people all the time that cannot be considered miracles.
Miracles are not always unexpected, but they are unexplainable. And, coincidentally, they usually occur when the need is greatest. Perhaps that is why miracles seem to happen more around Christmas, and why Christmas miracles seem a bit more special.
When my brother and I were very young, our dad was having a rough time. Nothing seemed to be working out right. He lost his job, the bills were piling up, and he was about to lose the car. And, back then, most families only had one car, and it was greatly needed to get from the suburbs into the city where most the jobs were.
Another thing different back then was the lack of social assistance programs and charities. There were some, but probably only one-tenth the number that are around today.
In other words, if you did not have a rich relative, belong to a local church, or live in a small community where everyone knew everyone else, there was little chance of anyone taking an interest in your problems.
If your dad happened to be a very proud man, who worked hard all his life, and would never ask for a helping hand, it compounded the problem: to my knowledge, even family and friends were not told the extent of our need.
When it progressed to the point that the frig was empty, cupboards bare, and there was nothing for Christmas, it became too much for my dad to bear.
I overheard my parent's arguing. I could not hear all the words, but it was obvious my dad had made up his mind to do something that my mom was not happy about. In fact, she sounded really scared.
Her fears transferred to my brother and I as we watched, in stunned silence, as my father walked out the door carrying his only gun.
"What's Dad going to do, Mom?" we asked, but we got no answer as tears ran down her cheeks.
"Is there anything we can do?" my brother asked.
She came to us, gave each of us a long endearing hug, and told us to pray. She then walked back to her room and closed the door. --- We could hear her crying inside.
My brother and I didn't know what to do or say. Our family had not been to church for a few years. My dad put a stop to the family going after an incident where he felt my mom had been unfairly treated.
It was a couple of days before Christmas. It was night, cold, and rainy. In fact, it felt like the darkest night of my entire childhood.
I had no idea what my father had gone out to do, or why he needed the gun. It could not be good or my mom would not be so upset.
Would there be more trouble to deal with? Would I even see my dad again?
My brother and I had been asleep for hours before my dad came back home.
When I awoke it was the middle of the night, and I heard voices in the living room. Upon investigation I saw my parent's quietly conversing.
As it turned out, not only was my dad proud, he was too honest to do whatever he had felt tempted to do: which lifted some of the worry off my mother. But we were still cold, hungry, and without anything for Christmas.
So you can imagine what I felt like when I awoke the next day to find my parent's in the kitchen unloading boxes, bags, and baskets that people had dropped off. There was also a Christmas tree with numerous presents underneath.
Was it a miracle?
My parent's had not told anyone of our plight, and the people who came bearing food and gifts didn't know each other, and lived miles apart.
What inspired several unconnected families to take time out on Christmas Eve, and give hundreds of dollars in cash, food, and gifts to someone miles away who had not even mentioned a need for assistance?
To this day I cannot explain it. --- And the day after Christmas my dad got a new job.
Have you ever had a Christmas miracle?
The same God that watches over us watches over you. If you've never met Him, just ask Him into your heart and your life, and allow Him the opportunity to work a miracle within you.
Miracles are not always unexpected, but they are unexplainable. And, coincidentally, they usually occur when the need is greatest. Perhaps that is why miracles seem to happen more around Christmas, and why Christmas miracles seem a bit more special.
When my brother and I were very young, our dad was having a rough time. Nothing seemed to be working out right. He lost his job, the bills were piling up, and he was about to lose the car. And, back then, most families only had one car, and it was greatly needed to get from the suburbs into the city where most the jobs were.
Another thing different back then was the lack of social assistance programs and charities. There were some, but probably only one-tenth the number that are around today.
In other words, if you did not have a rich relative, belong to a local church, or live in a small community where everyone knew everyone else, there was little chance of anyone taking an interest in your problems.
If your dad happened to be a very proud man, who worked hard all his life, and would never ask for a helping hand, it compounded the problem: to my knowledge, even family and friends were not told the extent of our need.
When it progressed to the point that the frig was empty, cupboards bare, and there was nothing for Christmas, it became too much for my dad to bear.
I overheard my parent's arguing. I could not hear all the words, but it was obvious my dad had made up his mind to do something that my mom was not happy about. In fact, she sounded really scared.
Her fears transferred to my brother and I as we watched, in stunned silence, as my father walked out the door carrying his only gun.
"What's Dad going to do, Mom?" we asked, but we got no answer as tears ran down her cheeks.
"Is there anything we can do?" my brother asked.
She came to us, gave each of us a long endearing hug, and told us to pray. She then walked back to her room and closed the door. --- We could hear her crying inside.
My brother and I didn't know what to do or say. Our family had not been to church for a few years. My dad put a stop to the family going after an incident where he felt my mom had been unfairly treated.
It was a couple of days before Christmas. It was night, cold, and rainy. In fact, it felt like the darkest night of my entire childhood.
I had no idea what my father had gone out to do, or why he needed the gun. It could not be good or my mom would not be so upset.
Would there be more trouble to deal with? Would I even see my dad again?
My brother and I had been asleep for hours before my dad came back home.
When I awoke it was the middle of the night, and I heard voices in the living room. Upon investigation I saw my parent's quietly conversing.
As it turned out, not only was my dad proud, he was too honest to do whatever he had felt tempted to do: which lifted some of the worry off my mother. But we were still cold, hungry, and without anything for Christmas.
So you can imagine what I felt like when I awoke the next day to find my parent's in the kitchen unloading boxes, bags, and baskets that people had dropped off. There was also a Christmas tree with numerous presents underneath.
Was it a miracle?
My parent's had not told anyone of our plight, and the people who came bearing food and gifts didn't know each other, and lived miles apart.
What inspired several unconnected families to take time out on Christmas Eve, and give hundreds of dollars in cash, food, and gifts to someone miles away who had not even mentioned a need for assistance?
To this day I cannot explain it. --- And the day after Christmas my dad got a new job.
Have you ever had a Christmas miracle?
The same God that watches over us watches over you. If you've never met Him, just ask Him into your heart and your life, and allow Him the opportunity to work a miracle within you.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Christmas Favorites
I cannot let Christmas come and go without at least a couple of heartfelt posts. Standard questions that often pop up around this time frequently use the words favorite and best in them.
When asked these questions I find that I often give a couple of standard answers, but many of the answers vary from year-to-year. Sometimes the answers change because of new memories to include with the old. Although, as age keeps creeping up on me, I find I might remember something the next time I'm asked that I forgot this time. --- If someone gave me the fountain of youth for Christmas, I'd be a happy man.
Anyway, here are this year's answers to the favorites and bests; done for no particular reason except maybe they will spark a few good memories of your own.
MY FAVORITE CHRISTMAS:
There use to be a time I could answer this question singularly and without much sentimentality, but not anymore. As I grow older, and life continues to take its toll, I realize I look at Christmas not by what was wrapped and placed under the tree, but by who was there and no longer can be.
At the beginning of this decade I lost my father, and last year I lost my wife and soulmate after a seven year battle with cancer.
My favorite Christmas? --- It is every Christmas I was able to share with them, and every Christmas I can be with family and friends from now on.
MY BEST CHILDHOOD CHRISTMAS GIFT:
Without a doubt, an emerald green Stingray bike. It was the first bike of my very own, that I didn't have to share with my brother.
MY BEST ADULT CHRISTMAS GIFT:
If I was to pick the best materialistic gift, it was a used car that was greatly needed at the time.
However, if I want to be honest, the very best gift I received was the kind only a loving wife can make so special... and I'll leave it at that.
BEST CHRISTMAS MEMORY:
The warmth, joy, and happiness of being with those I love.
BEST GIFT I EVER GAVE:
An engagement ring.
FAVORITE CHRISTMAS CAROL:
The Little Drummer Boy: not just because I'm a drummer, but also because of the message.
BEST CHRISTMAS SHOW/STORY OF ALL TIME:
Other than the birth of Christ (which is always first and foremost), I have to go with Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol. I watch about 4-6 versions of it each year.
MOST EMBARRASSING OR FUNNY CHRISTMAS INCIDENT:
There were two, both involving Christmas plays when I was a child.
In 1st-grade, I had to play an elf in a ridiculous play called, "Santa on Mars." I looked so goofy in the hat, smock, and leotard elf costume that I refused to go out on stage, until the teacher and my parents bribed me with candy, soda, and a dozen comic books.
In 3rd-grade, I played Santa in, "The Night Before Christmas." During the last sequence they raise the sleigh off the ground, with me in it, and I stand and recite the well-known "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night." And there had been no problem throughout the rehearsals. But just as I finished my lines, the pillow used for Santa's stomach slipped out and fell ten feet to the floor, in front of all the parents and faculty: and my youthful brain could only come up with one thing to say, "Santa finally got his own Christmas wish!"
Having said that, I will wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy Holidays.
- What was your favorite Christmas?
- What was the best gift you ever got as a child?
- What was the best gift you received as an adult?
- What is your favorite Christmas memory?
- What was the best gift you ever gave someone?
- What is your favorite Christmas carol?
- What do you think is the best Christmas show/story of all time?
- What is your best funny or embarrassing memory of Christmas?
When asked these questions I find that I often give a couple of standard answers, but many of the answers vary from year-to-year. Sometimes the answers change because of new memories to include with the old. Although, as age keeps creeping up on me, I find I might remember something the next time I'm asked that I forgot this time. --- If someone gave me the fountain of youth for Christmas, I'd be a happy man.
Anyway, here are this year's answers to the favorites and bests; done for no particular reason except maybe they will spark a few good memories of your own.
MY FAVORITE CHRISTMAS:
There use to be a time I could answer this question singularly and without much sentimentality, but not anymore. As I grow older, and life continues to take its toll, I realize I look at Christmas not by what was wrapped and placed under the tree, but by who was there and no longer can be.
At the beginning of this decade I lost my father, and last year I lost my wife and soulmate after a seven year battle with cancer.
My favorite Christmas? --- It is every Christmas I was able to share with them, and every Christmas I can be with family and friends from now on.
MY BEST CHILDHOOD CHRISTMAS GIFT:
Without a doubt, an emerald green Stingray bike. It was the first bike of my very own, that I didn't have to share with my brother.
MY BEST ADULT CHRISTMAS GIFT:
If I was to pick the best materialistic gift, it was a used car that was greatly needed at the time.
However, if I want to be honest, the very best gift I received was the kind only a loving wife can make so special... and I'll leave it at that.
BEST CHRISTMAS MEMORY:
The warmth, joy, and happiness of being with those I love.
BEST GIFT I EVER GAVE:
An engagement ring.
FAVORITE CHRISTMAS CAROL:
The Little Drummer Boy: not just because I'm a drummer, but also because of the message.
BEST CHRISTMAS SHOW/STORY OF ALL TIME:
Other than the birth of Christ (which is always first and foremost), I have to go with Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol. I watch about 4-6 versions of it each year.
MOST EMBARRASSING OR FUNNY CHRISTMAS INCIDENT:
There were two, both involving Christmas plays when I was a child.
In 1st-grade, I had to play an elf in a ridiculous play called, "Santa on Mars." I looked so goofy in the hat, smock, and leotard elf costume that I refused to go out on stage, until the teacher and my parents bribed me with candy, soda, and a dozen comic books.
In 3rd-grade, I played Santa in, "The Night Before Christmas." During the last sequence they raise the sleigh off the ground, with me in it, and I stand and recite the well-known "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night." And there had been no problem throughout the rehearsals. But just as I finished my lines, the pillow used for Santa's stomach slipped out and fell ten feet to the floor, in front of all the parents and faculty: and my youthful brain could only come up with one thing to say, "Santa finally got his own Christmas wish!"
Having said that, I will wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy Holidays.
Overzealous in New Zealand? --- Part 2
With regard to the "appropriate" issue, I find myself going against the majority of commenters in the articles, news reports, and blogs that I have read so far. There are an overwhelming number of comments utilizing words such as, poor taste, degrading, gross, deplorable, sacrilegious, and blasphemy.
Ironically, 99.9% of these negative comments fall back on standard rhetoric. It appears that they blurt out the first thing that comes to their mind, and cannot even give a logical explanation for their alleged belief. And if anyone puts down their comment, or adds an opposing view, both parties begin a kindergarten-style yelling match with various bouts of name calling.
Such activity is self-defeating: especially from a Christian standpoint. They claim to be defending God, but they do so in an ungodly manner.
The non-Christian, taking part in the squabble of just viewing the proceedings, uses the un-Christ-like actions of the professed Christian to solidify their choice in not becoming a Christian; even though their actions may be just as infantile.
All of this relates to one of the primary reasons I began this blog. What good is claiming an opinion or belief in something if you cannot explain why you believe it, or how you arrived at that opinion?
Personally, I found the majority of comments more deplorable than the billboard depicting Joseph and Mary. After all, they were both human, therefore subject to human emotions, thoughts, and frailties. And we know from God's word that Joseph originally thought Mary had been unfaithful, until he was visited by the heavenly host, and told otherwise. So wouldn't it be just as human for him to consider all the possible ramifications once he became convinced of the uniqueness of Mary's pregnancy?
Furthermore, Joseph and Mary were married, and eventually had additional children: since God's word tells us Jesus had brothers and sisters. So why is it unimaginable to consider the God-ordained position of a husband and wife sleeping together?
For those that are married, don't you and your spouse sleep together?
The artwork on the billboard is extremely benign: there is no nudity, and, in fact, Joseph and Mary are not even touching. Thus, there is nothing outright dirty or gross about it; unless it is assumed as such by the viewer.
With regard to the caption, "Poor Joseph, God is a hard act to follow," why should we disagree?
We modern-day Christians have the luxury of God's word readily available. We know that Jesus was the only sinless human who ever lived; and, though we know we are to aspire to be Christ-like, we also know we will never reach that ideal in our human form.
Is it then so hard to believe Joseph must have had similar thoughts and beliefs with regard to God?
In the church representative's own admission, they just hope the ad gets people talking about the Christmas story. Is that a bad thing? --- Of course not.
So why all the controversy and hoopla? --- Simple; the secular media spun the story in such a way to push more buttons, and people jumped on the bandwagon, as usual, without taking time to think anything through.
Would Christ be upset at the billboard? I honestly do not think he would, and here is one of the reasons I have come to that belief:
But Jesus said, Forbid them not: for there is no man which shall do a miracle in my name, that can lightly speak evil of me. For he that is not against us is on our part. --- Mark 9: 39-40
Anything can be used for the glory of God if it is utilized with a righteous intent. Just as any Christian can tarnish the truth in the eyes of unbelievers if they act un-Christ-like.
With that in mind, I encourage you all to think before you speak, and consider the ramifications before you act.
Ironically, 99.9% of these negative comments fall back on standard rhetoric. It appears that they blurt out the first thing that comes to their mind, and cannot even give a logical explanation for their alleged belief. And if anyone puts down their comment, or adds an opposing view, both parties begin a kindergarten-style yelling match with various bouts of name calling.
Such activity is self-defeating: especially from a Christian standpoint. They claim to be defending God, but they do so in an ungodly manner.
The non-Christian, taking part in the squabble of just viewing the proceedings, uses the un-Christ-like actions of the professed Christian to solidify their choice in not becoming a Christian; even though their actions may be just as infantile.
All of this relates to one of the primary reasons I began this blog. What good is claiming an opinion or belief in something if you cannot explain why you believe it, or how you arrived at that opinion?
Personally, I found the majority of comments more deplorable than the billboard depicting Joseph and Mary. After all, they were both human, therefore subject to human emotions, thoughts, and frailties. And we know from God's word that Joseph originally thought Mary had been unfaithful, until he was visited by the heavenly host, and told otherwise. So wouldn't it be just as human for him to consider all the possible ramifications once he became convinced of the uniqueness of Mary's pregnancy?
Furthermore, Joseph and Mary were married, and eventually had additional children: since God's word tells us Jesus had brothers and sisters. So why is it unimaginable to consider the God-ordained position of a husband and wife sleeping together?
For those that are married, don't you and your spouse sleep together?
The artwork on the billboard is extremely benign: there is no nudity, and, in fact, Joseph and Mary are not even touching. Thus, there is nothing outright dirty or gross about it; unless it is assumed as such by the viewer.
With regard to the caption, "Poor Joseph, God is a hard act to follow," why should we disagree?
We modern-day Christians have the luxury of God's word readily available. We know that Jesus was the only sinless human who ever lived; and, though we know we are to aspire to be Christ-like, we also know we will never reach that ideal in our human form.
Is it then so hard to believe Joseph must have had similar thoughts and beliefs with regard to God?
In the church representative's own admission, they just hope the ad gets people talking about the Christmas story. Is that a bad thing? --- Of course not.
So why all the controversy and hoopla? --- Simple; the secular media spun the story in such a way to push more buttons, and people jumped on the bandwagon, as usual, without taking time to think anything through.
Would Christ be upset at the billboard? I honestly do not think he would, and here is one of the reasons I have come to that belief:
But Jesus said, Forbid them not: for there is no man which shall do a miracle in my name, that can lightly speak evil of me. For he that is not against us is on our part. --- Mark 9: 39-40
Anything can be used for the glory of God if it is utilized with a righteous intent. Just as any Christian can tarnish the truth in the eyes of unbelievers if they act un-Christ-like.
With that in mind, I encourage you all to think before you speak, and consider the ramifications before you act.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Overzealous in New Zealand?
A story by the Associated Press hit the wires last week regarding a church sponsored billboard in New Zealand that depicts Joseph and Mary side-by-side in bed. Both lay on their backs; Joseph on the left, Mary on the right, with the bedspread pulled up to their shoulders. Mary dreamily gazes upward. Joseph gazes downward, dejected and forlorn. The above caption reads, "Poor Joseph, God was a hard act to follow."
The sponsoring church is St. Matthew-in-the-City, an Anglican congregation located in Wellington.
According to the Huffington Post, the "progressive Christian" church hopes their ad will "get people talking about the Christmas story."
Unfortunately, the gist of every article and news report I have perused about the billboard centers around the "inappropriate" and "poor taste" issue regarding its marketablity. Not a single news bite stressed the Christmas story.
As a marketing strategy, if sparking interest in the Christmas story was their only goal, the Anglican church obviously failed. However, if part of their goal was to simply put God on the minds and tongues of the populace, they succeeded. It has already become a global controversy.
So what do you think? Did the St. Matthew-in-the-City church overstep the bounds of decency and good taste? Or did they simply find a way to push peoples buttons and spark a global dialogue? And, if so, does the end justify the means?
I know this is a brand new blog, but it would be nice to get some feedback from those of you who are visiting, concerning this issue. It is an interesting topic, with a multitude of possibilities. So I will close here and allow some time for comments to be made before continuing on with additional parts of the post.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Faith and Fellowship
Most Christian churches have some form of celebration event(s) acknowledging the birth of our Lord during December. The congregation that I attend usually has a couple. Today was the annual childrens Christmas show, followed by the Christmas dinner.
Considering my last post, regarding the education system persecuting a young 8-year-old boy for drawing a stick figure of Jesus on the cross, it is reassuring to know that not all of our religious freedoms have been abolished (like various other countries).
It is a joy and a blessing to watch the children in a faith-filled environment, and among like-minded peers, proclaim the reason for the season through scripts and songs. And all the children, with the exception of the very young or very shy, enjoy participating in the festivities, and put forth genuine effort.
Likewise, the following feast is Christ-centered, fellowship oriented, and fit for a king. And yes, though we are a small congregation, the public is invited; including the local homeless (which our church ministers to year-round, and often house during the freezing days of winter).
It is very important for believers to fellowship with each other. In fact, Christians who feel they can do without some kind of fellowship with other faith-filled believers are only fooling themselves; or, sadly, not true believers in the first place.
With all the opposing faiths and philosophies permeating our society, believers can benefit greatly from fellowship with like-minded individuals.
Naturally, sunday school, church service, and other church events are excellent ways to be involved in fellowship. However, they are not the only choices.
Home bible studies; Christian concerts, plays, and other entertainment events, along with faith-filled social networking, like Christian singles, couples, or senior groups are equally fine alternatives for fellowship; as well as many others.
Fellowship with like-minded believers is not just a social outlet. Fellowship can be beneficial on many levels. For instance, it is a way for new believers to connect with mature Christians, and learn by getting answers to the multitude of nagging questions most new believers feel overwhelmed by. It is also a way for believers at all levels of their Chrsitian walk to be encouraged, inspired, and even challenged to maintain, endure, and grow.
A perfect example occured today. During the bible study, prior to the church service, a young man was in attendance. He has only been in our small community about six-months, and is having a rough time. I felt compelled to assist him with his material needs, and as I did it opened the door for further fellowship.
This fellowship continued after the service and during the dinner, where others soon took part. In fact, it was such a blessing to several of us that we lost track of time, and were the last ones at the tables after everyone else had left, or were in the last stages of cleaning up. So we helped with the clean up, and then made plans to get together again.
Not only did I learn things about each individual in the conversation, which has a tendency to draw us humans closer through familiarity, but I was also touched by the miracles and other testimonies, showing how God has worked in these other lives.
The secular world claims such miracles and interventions by God do not happen, because they have never seen it. But the reason they have never seen or experienced these blessings lies in their unbelief. You can only recieve such intervention if you truly believe. It is based on individual faith.
The secular world will never acquire that level of faith, nor will a secular minded Christian. Such faith only comes about through an enduring Christian walk and persistant study of God's word. And part of that Christian walk includes fellowship:
And let us consider one another to provoke unto love and to good works: Not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as the manner of some is; but exhorting one another: and so much the more, as you see the day approaching. --- Hebrews 10: 24-25
I encourage you to enjoy the blessings of fellowship with true believers. It can definitely help your faith.
Considering my last post, regarding the education system persecuting a young 8-year-old boy for drawing a stick figure of Jesus on the cross, it is reassuring to know that not all of our religious freedoms have been abolished (like various other countries).
It is a joy and a blessing to watch the children in a faith-filled environment, and among like-minded peers, proclaim the reason for the season through scripts and songs. And all the children, with the exception of the very young or very shy, enjoy participating in the festivities, and put forth genuine effort.
Likewise, the following feast is Christ-centered, fellowship oriented, and fit for a king. And yes, though we are a small congregation, the public is invited; including the local homeless (which our church ministers to year-round, and often house during the freezing days of winter).
It is very important for believers to fellowship with each other. In fact, Christians who feel they can do without some kind of fellowship with other faith-filled believers are only fooling themselves; or, sadly, not true believers in the first place.
With all the opposing faiths and philosophies permeating our society, believers can benefit greatly from fellowship with like-minded individuals.
Naturally, sunday school, church service, and other church events are excellent ways to be involved in fellowship. However, they are not the only choices.
Home bible studies; Christian concerts, plays, and other entertainment events, along with faith-filled social networking, like Christian singles, couples, or senior groups are equally fine alternatives for fellowship; as well as many others.
Fellowship with like-minded believers is not just a social outlet. Fellowship can be beneficial on many levels. For instance, it is a way for new believers to connect with mature Christians, and learn by getting answers to the multitude of nagging questions most new believers feel overwhelmed by. It is also a way for believers at all levels of their Chrsitian walk to be encouraged, inspired, and even challenged to maintain, endure, and grow.
A perfect example occured today. During the bible study, prior to the church service, a young man was in attendance. He has only been in our small community about six-months, and is having a rough time. I felt compelled to assist him with his material needs, and as I did it opened the door for further fellowship.
This fellowship continued after the service and during the dinner, where others soon took part. In fact, it was such a blessing to several of us that we lost track of time, and were the last ones at the tables after everyone else had left, or were in the last stages of cleaning up. So we helped with the clean up, and then made plans to get together again.
Not only did I learn things about each individual in the conversation, which has a tendency to draw us humans closer through familiarity, but I was also touched by the miracles and other testimonies, showing how God has worked in these other lives.
The secular world claims such miracles and interventions by God do not happen, because they have never seen it. But the reason they have never seen or experienced these blessings lies in their unbelief. You can only recieve such intervention if you truly believe. It is based on individual faith.
The secular world will never acquire that level of faith, nor will a secular minded Christian. Such faith only comes about through an enduring Christian walk and persistant study of God's word. And part of that Christian walk includes fellowship:
And let us consider one another to provoke unto love and to good works: Not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as the manner of some is; but exhorting one another: and so much the more, as you see the day approaching. --- Hebrews 10: 24-25
I encourage you to enjoy the blessings of fellowship with true believers. It can definitely help your faith.
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