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My Chicago Christmas CDs just arrived. Those old rockers who cranked out “Saturday In The Park” can also do a mean “Little Drummer Boy.” Did I mention I bought two Chicago Christmas albums? One CD has all the songs of the other plus a few more. I call it a rock and roll, Chicago Christmas rip-off! I’m a little holiday flustered. It’s totally a first world problem. One week from today, some 89 billion people will dive into the chaos…
Read MorePerhaps a pastor should never be political. However, it’s Friday and I’m tanked on coffee. Let’s give’er a rip. My inbox is clear for new arrivals. I’ve got concerns about Donald Trump. Mind you, my personal political concerns are on both sides of the aisle, but the Trump thing went a bit crazy yesterday with his stump rant. Have you heard of few of his sound bytes yet? Trump is for Trump. His tower is a monument to self and…
Read MoreGod’s got a plan. Sometimes it’s tough to see. Other times, especially with 20/20 hindsight, it’s as clear as the Georgia blue skies we vaguely remember (anyone tired of the misty rain and fog yet?)! My third daughter is a junior in high school. We get about 5 postal inquiries a day from colleges trying to recruit her. All the college mailers boast their solution to Morgan’s plan. They ALL have their own plan for Morgan’s plan. In fact, in…
Read MoreWhat a crazy week. I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain. (Uhm, is that a song?) I’ve seen blessings and I’ve seen curse. Allow me to explain… I was able to speak at a very healthy church last Sunday, while Kevin Cash was knockin’ it out the park here at CCC. Blessing. I had some great juice walks/talks with my smokin’ hot wife. Blessing. Dinners with the family and much laughter are always great. Blessing. The work God continues to…
Read MoreRainbows are beautiful things to behold. When was the last time you really soaked one in? This past summer I was able to sit beachside as a storm passed. The sun peeked through some huge, threatening clouds, and a gorgeous rainbow appeared. I was sure there actually WAS a pot of gold somewhere — or at least a bowl of Lucky Charms. This Sunday we’re pouring over the first seventeen verses of Genesis chapter nine. Our text is famous for…
Read MoreI have been a pastor for some thirty years. Most of the previous decades have featured my propensity to walk on thin ice. Walking on thin ice is a risky and precarious way to go. The familiar walking on eggshells is a closely related, paranoid cousin to walking on thin ice. It can wear you out. In my early years, I helped create a three-church youth ministry daring to bring three churches together. We took a boatload of teens from…
Read MoreHere’s what the latest experts say you need to get moving: 1. Restore your brain’s most crucial chemicals: serotonin, dopamine, and cortisol. 2. Declutter and organize. 3. Get an adult coloring book. 4. Meditation. 5. Embrace vulnerability as courage. 6. Live with your imperfection. 7. Blah, blah, blah. From some of the top self-help book experts, these are our culture’s every-changing, best strategies for movement. If you’re tired of waiting, just do these seven things to get beyond square one.…
Read MoreDoes America have a wait problem? Some suggest our digestion of hurry, instant, and all-access has created a heavy problem. Many are carrying around the extra weight of multiple devices (smart phone, tablet, laptop), which causes even the mid section of America to have a wait problem. Are our kids affected by this obesity of impatience? Even before the current wait problem began rearing it’s fat, ugly, head, the cry of adolescents in the back seats of cars has been:…
Read MoreI was thinking this morning about a phrase widely used throughout the crazy decade of the colorful 70’s. It went something like this: “What you see is what you get.” I believe it was an overused phrase used by an overdressed Flip Wilson back in the heyday of variety shows. Do you remember Carol Burnett, Sonny & Cher, Donny & Marie, and Glen Campbell? If so, you are old enough to remember Flip Wilson’s character, Geraldine, doing a very high…
Read MoreWhen our boys were little, they were terrified by storms. They would cry out to us, or come scampering down the hall and into our room. All the reassuring and soothing in the world would not console them. They were unable to settle back into sleep until the chaos outside calmed down. We all lost sleep on stormy nights. Bleary-eyed the next morning, we’d stagger into the kitchen, desperately fumbling to find the coffee pot. The storms wreaked havoc on…
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