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Every now and then we run into people who are just flat out jerks, or sometimes even worse. It may be as simple as a rude comment to a waiter at a restaurant, or it may be as something far more serious. And to cap it off, these people claim the name of Jesus. Have you ever stopped to wonder… where’s the disconnect? There might be a huge chasm between what the person says and what the person does. How…
Read MoreIf a parent would unleash the freedom hatches on their seven-year-old’s diet, do you think they would abuse this freedom? Would said elementary student forsake all green vegetables? What if they ate a steady diet of cotton candy? Wouldn’t the very freedom given be the cause of their own destruction? Which begs the question: Is sugar still poison if it’s soft, fluffy, pink, and clowns with creepy smiles sell it? Is there any chance a first-born, seven-year-old would find a…
Read MoreI’m too very quick to jump to my own fearful conclusions. This morning I was reminded. Outside our bedroom window I heard our neighborhood “cusser.” This is a 26-or-so-year-old Black man who walks with his earbuds and cusses very loudly. I assume he’s listening to some horrific, explicit rap music as he “sings” or cusses along… again, extremely loud. My quick conclusion was to keep my eye out for this guy. I should scurry my sheltered children inside, as he…
Read MoreThis past Memorial Day I did something I’m ashamed to admit. Pastors are great at getting others to confess, but slow to get their own lips a movin’. Here’s my Friday morning confession. On Memorial Day, I took my wife and two youngest kids to a memorial service at the Marietta National Cemetery. This is the FIRST time I’ve done this with my family. Sad. But… the service was incredible. Emotions, tears, and chill bumps flooded my obviously parched sense…
Read MoreCertainly all of us have dealt with an identity crisis at one time or another. In third grade, I was convinced my little league baseball skills would afford me the starting line up with the Cincinnati Reds when I grew up. At age ten, I preached my first sermon from behind a huge pulpit high atop a step stool so I could see. One gracious older lady wrote, “Such a big sermon for a little man.” I didn’t know if…
Read MoreLast night we had the Peace Truck in our neighborhood for a big water wars with all the kids. We were celebrating the last day of school. We were swarmed with kids lovin’ the jumpy house, free ice cream, and water balloon fights. It was fun to see the kids celebrate. It was good to talk with a few parents who appreciated the efforts of pouring into their kids and neighborhood. The last day of school quickly ushers in Memorial…
Read MoreHenry was a big cuss. I first met him at a wedding reception. He was nursing a beer, smokin’ a cigarette, and sportin’ a mean looking goatee. Someone suggested Henry might be a great guitar player at our new church plant. Before you knew it, Henry was sliding into the seats of our Sunday gatherings. Eventually Henry started playing guitar with our church band. He also became a Jesus follower. And then it happened… We were in one of our…
Read MoreJUST TWO THINGS… Sunday is really going to be a great Mother’s Day at CCC. Megan and Kyle have creatively produced a very funny, light-hearted surprise for Mother’s Day to make moms and women and ALL smile. It will be good to smile on Mother’s Day. Come early because our creative surprise happens on the front end of the service. A special Mother’s Day video will warm every heart in our gatherings. AND… Angelica and Josh are back singing and…
Read MoreThis past Saturday was my 55th birthday. My day of celebration found me walking into a big sanctuary behind a line of twelve other pastors. There were huge worship banners on the walls of the very ornate gathering room. Some four to five hundred folks were in the pews watching a procession of clergy. I was next to last in the line of pomp and circumstance. Someone grabbed Sherry and kept her from melting into the nameless crowd. She was…
Read MoreWhat is freedom? Is it what people are fighting for in Baltimore? Many say they are fighting for injustice and freedom. One blogger suggests the violent Baltimore protestors are creating injustice and their fighting is causing a lack of freedom. What does freedom look like? There are over 27 million slaves in the world today. This number is more than at any point in history. Many of those slaves are young kids between the ages of twelve and sixteen. They…
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