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My family gets a kick out of Halloween.  We like to engage our neighbors and not hide.  We project Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” onto our garage door.  We usually get standing audiences.  This year we made a big cave out of our front porch.   Kids had to come into the cave and get their candy from a creepy old man (Lauren… not me!).  All the while, several adults from our community group sat outside and engaged the beggars of all ages.…

Soooo… this week I caught a cold.  Blah & ugh.  There’s much controversy on what to do when you get sick.  Most will confuse the old adage:  feed a cold/starve a fever… or is it the other way around?  Idk!  Some are quick to get the pink antibiotic, while others are slow for even ibuprofen. My path this week has been fresh juice, popping oregano oil capsules every three hours, drinking hot, herbal, green tea, getting good sleep, and heading…

Would God really put aspartame in His holy, ordained Testamints?  THAT should get you a thinkin’ on this awesome, Fall Friday! How about this question…  Is all that Christian stuff bad?  You know what I’m referring to:  t-shirts, CD’s, coffee mugs, books, Bible covers, key chains, scripture wrapped mints, and anything with Jesus’ white, American, blue-eyed face plastered on it.  Is that stuff bad?  It continues to be debated in church world. Some will tout the benefits of Christian supplies,…

This week I’ve had the privilege of being in New York City with CCC’s Outside The Walls Pastor, Rob Irvine.  We’ve participated in a 10-city covenant conference attached to the New York City birthed Movement Day.  BTW, Rob did a brief presentation about what God is up to at Cumberland.  He spoke with great passion.  He was one of the few presenters to receive lively applause when he concluded.  I was very excited and proud of how God is using…

I was in court this morning for a relative.   This hard-but-childish young man will turn eighteen in eleven days.  He has taken the juvenile system to the brink.  As family lined the observer seats and the black-robed judged walked in, I began wondering how things got so broken.  How did we get here? A young man not yet eighteen was sitting in ankle and wrist shackles.  This didn’t feel so juvenile.  The judge’s poignant words were certainly not juvenile-esque.  The…

I never understood why my dad wore a flat top haircut.  I still don’t fully understand how barbers made those things of wonder happen.   I also wondered why adults back in the 70’s were all about keeping up with the Jones at various levels.  Spanking certainly was a hard concept for me to understand as the 60’s paved the way into my teenage years.  Fidgeting in church was always frowned upon by my parents.  Why?  What harm could a little…

In so many ways and in at so many levels, I’m still processing through last Sunday.  How about you?  Tom McGuinness’ story blew anyone and everyone away at our CCC gathering last week.  You can click here to watch the entire service, again.  You can click here to watch just Tom’s video story, again.  Amazing.  Hard.  Challenging.  Yea, God. As a dad, I’m incredibly challenged to make sure I’m passing down a legacy of faith that is sure of what…

Hebrews chapter eleven, verse one, should be as touted, memorized, and heralded as a John 3:16, Matthew 6:33, or Romans 12:1. “Now faith is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see.” How much faith do you have?  What are you so sure of that hope abounds?  What certainties beyond your eyesight are in absolute focus? This Sunday will such a very special day at CCC.  We’ve been calling it “Back To Church…

Sherry makes up a mean batch of barbecue cups.  Golden, flakey, pie crust molded into single cup servings with BBQ and cheese.  Oh man, there are never leftovers when the ole BBQ cups hit the Scott dinner table. In fact, Michael has a hoarding type strategy when it comes to this dinner table delight.  He’ll load up his plate with 2-3 BBQ cups, and if threatened by looming sisters, he’ll lick each one to claim absolute and unquestionable ownership.  Even…

I got my braces off in 2006 just before moving back to Atlanta.  I had spit and sputtered on people in Colorado as I did my preaching, and had hoped to avoid the same shhhpecial pitfall in Georgia. With my braces off, it felt wonderful to speak without spitting.  Eating chewy, gooey food never tasted as good as it did with my braces forever removed from my face.  My teeth were aligned, and therefore my life. The last thing my…