Last Monday, I was driving home from a football game. After having an amazing time laughing and joking with a neat family from my congregation, and cheering for their son–witnessing the Bulldogs defeat the Tigers! I was hungry, and thinking of all the things that I needed to get done tomorrow. I figured I could save some time, if I made a quick stop to the bank that night to load my portable ATM with some cash–then, I would have more time tomorrow to do the other one thousand things that I had planned.
Under the cloudy, dark sky, I pulled into town, and inserted my debit card into the bank’s ATM. Being in a rush, I was planning where I was going to grab a fast-food dinner, as I was clicking options on the screen.
Dairy Queen, I decided, as I grabbed the Jackson and my receipt before driving away. Continue reading
“Or what woman, having ten silver coins, if she loses one coin, does not light a lamp and sweep the house and seek diligently until she finds it? And when she has found it, she calls together her friends and neighbors, saying, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found the coin that I had lost.’ Just so, I tell you, there is joy before the angels of God over one sinner who repents.” (Luke 15:8-10)
In Luke 15, Jesus gives three parables of three things which were lost but are then found: a lost sheep, a lost coin, and the prodigal son. This week, I experienced my own lost but found story, which like the woman who lost her coin, I feel in gratitude that I need to share it:
Monday night, I opened my backpack to discover that my Bible was missing! The one pocket which I always kept it in, was empty, with the exception of a couple of mechanical pencils. The Bible given to me by my youth minister when I was in high school. With a fast-beating heart, my racing mind concluded of only three places which it could be–accidentally left in a classroom within the McInteer (the Bible building on campus), or possibly the caf. For I clearly remembered using it during my two o’ clock class, though details of it after that were fuzzy.
Yesterday, a mentor of mine spoke in chapel, Dr. Scott Adair. . . . It was both beautiful and hard getting to hear his words. This, is his story:
(Skip to 9:11 for Dr. Adair’s testimony.)
An interesting video presented by Lux Narayan, which I hope you’ll check out, and are open in having your perspective challenged:
Recently, another faith-based film has been released, based on the New York Times Bestseller, The Shack. A film which has become the center of debate, in some ways, more heated than this last presidential election. The Shack, by some, being labeled as a work of heresy. This article is in defense of The Shack, and will be addressing some of the most popular conflicts presented about this work.
However, before diving into this discussion, please know I have read both the book and have seen the film, and believe both to be impacting tools within ministry. I do not agree with everything presented in both medias; however, I also don’t agree with everything that I personally believed last year. My faith and theology are constantly evolving, and they both should if I am to continue to grow in Christ. I also believe there needs to be debate and disagreements within the Church. Every member should not blindly believe the same thing. There needs to be diversity; however, it should be within unity. Also, when entering into the realm of disagreement, love needs to always be present. Without love, a fight’s nothing but angry words and violence: “Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love” (Ephesians 4:2). Continue reading
Today in chapel, we were blessed by the story of Dr. Steve Shaner. An encouraging tale that holds three needed lessons within it: to be thankful to those who inspire us, that we can achieve what we work for, and to not wait fifty years, to let those around us know how much we love them:
(Skip to 11:50 for the devo)