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Sunday, July 20, 2014
There is some really crummy stuff going on in the world right now, isn’t there? When I finally got the chance to sit down Thursday and begin writing, the news was pretty ominous. Israel launched a ground invasion of Gaza. A passenger jet was shot down over Ukraine, killing several Americans in addition to many others. Microsoft announced the layoff of 18,000 people. The situation at our southern border just got another day worse. Our national debt (both public and private) is increasingly out of control. Our Homeland Security is now doing “show of force” demonstrations in American towns from some odd reason. And don’t even get me started on the declining morality of our nation! The foundations are shaking and storm clouds are forming on the horizon. As the wise Dave Barry once said years ago, “Elvis is dead and I don’t feel so good myself!” I’ve got every reason in the world to be crabby, worried and despairing, right?
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Considering 1 Thess. 4:11-12, we talked about ambitiously quiet lives, minding our own business and working with our hands – allowing our lives to preach the gospel ever so more loudly than our words. This morning our Scripture passage forces us to boldly consider the other side of that conversation.
We serve the one, true LORD and Almighty God in the universe. We serve the Great One in Three who spoke the world into existence and sustains our breath by His great power even now as we sit here trying to imagine and find words to describe His staggering, shattering, utterly incomprehensible power. We live in vital relationship with the One who both shakes apart the mountains and still finds time to put beauty queen smiles on a little baby girl. The whole earth is formed at the whisper of His voice and yet, almost every time our great God wants to accomplish something dramatic among the people of the earth, He chooses one of us to lead the effort! Isn’t that shocking?
Abraham, Joseph, Samuel, David, Gideon, Deborah, almost all the prophets, a bunch of lowly fishermen, rebels and low-lifes as apostles and a vicious, murderous enemy named Saul all become unlikely, rags to riches leaders and heroes in God’s plans for the human race.
And one of the most dramatic leadership stories, one of the most profound leadership callings, in the entire Bible is the story of a truly mighty man named Moses. We could consider the life of Moses from many different angles this morning, but I believe the most relevant story for us to consider is the story of God’s leadership calling on the life of the great man.
Monday, July 7, 2014
I was a bad grandpa last Sunday. In my very first opportunity to stand before a large group of people and share bragging pictures of my new granddaughter, I failed to do so. For shame! So here is my Reagan Olivia Shih at just two days old. And here’s little Reagan just a couple days ago. I know you will all feel better now…
Sadly, my grandpa failure last Sunday is not the first time I’ve failed as a good parent or grandparent. When Reagan’s mother, my daughter Maria, was about three years old, we took a trip to Disneyworld. When we arrived back at our motel, after a long, hot day in the sun and sweaty crowds of Orlando, I looked up from unloading everything out of the trunk of our car to the very shocking discovery that Maria was nowhere to be found! We were so busy collecting up everything, to include Maria’s squirming, overheated baby sister Tesia, out of the car, we weren’t paying close enough attention to our happy toddler. Little Maria decided it was the perfect time to play hide and seek with Mommy, assuming, by some sort of odd, utterly twisted toddler logic, that Mommy knew her plans. Little Maria found a bathroom in the back of the second floor laundry room and when she closed the door behind herself, accidentally locked herself in! And for almost forty minutes, Monica and I went out of our minds! Convinced we were about to see our little Maria’s face on the back of a milk carton, I began interrogating everyone within eyesight or earshot. Finally, as I was about to call the police, my Monica thought she heard a familiar noise coming from the laundry room. And Maria was found.
That incident took place in the summer of 1989, yet I still remember the panic and the pain of that moment as if it were yesterday. Our beautiful, sweet Maria was the precious light of our lives – what would we have done if we had lost her! I can’t even imagine it. But imagine if the lost child in question was the very Son of God, the perfect child of the promise – the light of the world and very hope of the ages. Imagine if you were humble Mary and Joseph, losing their utterly perfect, miracle boy…I can’t even imagine!
Open your Bibles to the second chapter of Luke. Aside from the narratives of Jesus’ birth and mythical stories not reliable enough to be included in our Bibles, this is the only story the Bible records from the childhood of Jesus. And this is also the very first time Jesus speaks in the Bible. I believe our story today mattered a great deal to Luke for the powerful lessons it contains for all of us to notice and remember. Listen carefully as I read from Luke 2:40-52.
Monday, June 30, 2014
Our world is idolatrously obsessed with money, power, prestige, leadership and celebrity. While God’s Word has exponentially more to say about how we follow than how we lead, we live in a world where even the word “follower” is perceived negatively. As part of a graduate school research project years ago, my research partner and I conducted a survey which asked people, first of all, if they considered themselves a leader or a follower. We were astounded by the staggering number of people who almost took offense at the question, saying, “Well, I don’t know if I’m a leader, but I sure as heck ain’t no @#$* follower!” Even the word “follower” was negative to them.
And yet in the midst of all these leadership fever dreams, I hear our LORD Jesus quietly whispering to his followers, “Those who would great among you must be servants of all.” I hear the Apostle Paul gently telling his Corinthian friends, “Follow me as I follow God.” Only to the degree I’m following well am I worthy of being followed…follow as I follow.
I’ve served as a leader for almost twelve years in the Army. I served in leadership as a pastor for almost twenty years. I’ve served in leadership roles of one sort or another virtually my entire adult life and yet my driving concern right now as a middle-aged, brand new grandpa with more years behind me than in front of me is how exactly I’m following. The longer I serve as a leader, the more desperately I realize my need to drastically improve in my following.
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
There are many folks who believe it wise to maintain a backpack with basic survival gear available in the trunk of their car just in case of emergency. It seems wise to me. The Bible tells us we are to take precautions. In Proverbs 27:12, we read:“A prudent person foresees the danger ahead and takes precautions. The simpleton goes blindly on and suffers the consequences.” So, at the risk of being labeled a crazy prepper, here's a good, common sense description of what might be good to include...
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Monday, June 16, 2014
Friday, May 30, 2014
Last Sunday, we worshiped with the good folks
in downtown Minneapolis.
What a spectacular morning!
Fantastic music and great worship,
friendly, genuine and helpful people,
a spectacular, deep, biblical
and often humorous message...
...what an absolute blessing to my soul!
Do you suppose five hours
is too far to commute to
church on Sunday?
You have given me great hope, Hope!
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Our granddaughter Reagan Olivia Shih
was born on May 5th at 1:58 in the morning
after almost exactly 24 hours
of very hard work by her mother.
Little Reagan weighed in at 7lbs, 10oz
and was 21 inches long. She has a beautiful
head full of dark hair and her father's friendly face.
While Reagan arrived more than fashionably late,
doing so allowed both Monica and I
to be present and help with her delivery.
Reagan's aunt Juliet served wonderfully
as both doula and stand-in hospital staff
and Jon's mother Sylvia joined in as well.
It was an amazing family event!
While I am thrilled to finally meet
this precious and beautiful little girl,
I am even more proud of the way
my Maria and Jon handled her delivery.
I can't imagine any couple handling
such a difficult day any better.
May God guide and bless
the life of this cherished little angel
and may her parents, grandparents,
family and friends be perfectly
there to guide her!
Congratulations Jon & Maria!
This whole thing is going to be great!