We are back where so many things in our lives started.
Children's Cup was born here.
Sunday will be the 50th anniversary of the first time I ever kissed Jean--right here in Des Moines. I think Ill try it again...
Valentines day it will be 50 years of grand adventure together.
Than you, Lord, and thank you Jean.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
CALMING THE STORM
Which is the greater miracle? Calming a storm like Jesus did on Gallilee or calming a heart like will do for all who come to Him?
Example:
Hold a basin of water in your hands, get the water sloshing around. By holding the basin steady you can calm the water.
But hold a frightened bird in your hands and try to calm its terrified heart.
Let your troubled heart hear Him say, "My peace I give unto you..."
Example:
Hold a basin of water in your hands, get the water sloshing around. By holding the basin steady you can calm the water.
But hold a frightened bird in your hands and try to calm its terrified heart.
Let your troubled heart hear Him say, "My peace I give unto you..."
REFRESHING WATERS CHURCH KCMO
What a service yesterday morning!
This predominately African American church in Kansas City is pastored by Rev. Frank King and his wife Robin.
I sensed the same kind of authenticity in the leadership that I do at our home church, Healing Place Church in Baton Rouge.
If you live within drive range check this one out--regardless of your race. We hugged and were hugged in a genuine sense of brotherhood in Christ.
They have an obvious heart for missions and are sponsoring one of our huge Christmas parties for our 25 CarePoints in southern Africa. It costs $1250 to give several hundred kids a party with food (meat and ice cream, too), games, toys, personal gifts, Gospel and personal affirmation.
Later they will be sending a team of workers on a short term missions trip to Swaziland.
One party sponsored, 24 more to go.
This predominately African American church in Kansas City is pastored by Rev. Frank King and his wife Robin.
I sensed the same kind of authenticity in the leadership that I do at our home church, Healing Place Church in Baton Rouge.
If you live within drive range check this one out--regardless of your race. We hugged and were hugged in a genuine sense of brotherhood in Christ.
They have an obvious heart for missions and are sponsoring one of our huge Christmas parties for our 25 CarePoints in southern Africa. It costs $1250 to give several hundred kids a party with food (meat and ice cream, too), games, toys, personal gifts, Gospel and personal affirmation.
Later they will be sending a team of workers on a short term missions trip to Swaziland.
One party sponsored, 24 more to go.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
I JUST MET ANOTHER HERO
In the breakfast room of a hotel in Missouri this morning I watched a dignified black gentleman. His demeanor said he was military.
"Did you serve in the Far East?" I asked.
"Yes, I did. Navy."
"Vietnam?"
"Yes."
"Were you there for the Tet Offensive?"
With that question he entered a world of memory alive in his mind. He told of close, personal combat in the battle for Hue.
I noticed the entire room was listening to our conversation.
"Do you think about it every day?"
"Oh, yes. Especially how Americans treated me when I came home. The sneers, the names they called me..."
His voice trailed off.
"I served my country, I obeyed my President, and I'd do it again."
I told him about my friend that spent 8 years in the Hanoi Hilton who came home to a divorce and the taunts of "Baby Killer."
"I know how he felt," my new friend said.
"Please let me apologize and thank you for fighting for my country--for my family."
"Thank you. Somebody else said that to me yesterday, too."
"America has changed. We are running out of people like you."
We parted quietly both having a sense of having been in each other's hearts for a few moments.
I didn't get his name--wish I had.
"Did you serve in the Far East?" I asked.
"Yes, I did. Navy."
"Vietnam?"
"Yes."
"Were you there for the Tet Offensive?"
With that question he entered a world of memory alive in his mind. He told of close, personal combat in the battle for Hue.
I noticed the entire room was listening to our conversation.
"Do you think about it every day?"
"Oh, yes. Especially how Americans treated me when I came home. The sneers, the names they called me..."
His voice trailed off.
"I served my country, I obeyed my President, and I'd do it again."
I told him about my friend that spent 8 years in the Hanoi Hilton who came home to a divorce and the taunts of "Baby Killer."
"I know how he felt," my new friend said.
"Please let me apologize and thank you for fighting for my country--for my family."
"Thank you. Somebody else said that to me yesterday, too."
"America has changed. We are running out of people like you."
We parted quietly both having a sense of having been in each other's hearts for a few moments.
I didn't get his name--wish I had.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
PARSING THROUGH THE OBFUSCATION
Beware the long answers.
They usually are carefully crafted with words designed to communicate the lie without actually telling the lie.
Only by precisely parsing the sentences can the real truth be discerned.
Athenian sophists' skill couldn't match today's word manipulators.
An honest man wields great power with short answers like "Yes" or "No." If further definition is required let that be given after the short answer.
They usually are carefully crafted with words designed to communicate the lie without actually telling the lie.
Only by precisely parsing the sentences can the real truth be discerned.
Athenian sophists' skill couldn't match today's word manipulators.
An honest man wields great power with short answers like "Yes" or "No." If further definition is required let that be given after the short answer.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
PLAYGROUND TACTICS?
Do the increasingly strident political arguments and attacks remind you of the fights and screaming of your elementary school playgrounds?
It seems that the attackers are only interested in winning the word fights--not the logical and moral substance of an issue.
What has happened to truth?
It seems that the attackers are only interested in winning the word fights--not the logical and moral substance of an issue.
What has happened to truth?
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