E-luminations

Happy Father's Day

2010-06-20T15:00:00.000-07:00

Happy Father's day to all the wonderful men out there who we call Pastor, Daddy, Father, Dad, Friend, Grandpa, Papa - we are blessed to have so many great men play a part in our lives and our children's.

P.S. We finally decided on a name for Baby Boy coming this November...
Lincoln Brave Escudero

November Baby, 2 of 2

2010-06-09T16:23:00.000-07:00

The dynamic, moving, artful composition that is human life as shaped by the Creative Genius presents our existence with enough unpredictable elements of surprise...so, in anticipation for the arrival of our next November baby (Rori was born in November too), Tawni and I decided to shun suspense and FIND OUT WHAT WE'RE HAVIN ALREADY!

Our prayer has been first and foremost for a safe, full-term pregnancy delivering both healthy Mommy and baby in the end.
Secondly, we've purposely NOT silently whispered, wished or prayed for one gender over the other. Sometimes, when you are favored, you get what you ask for because you asked for it, whether it was ultimately best thing for you or not. Neither did we try to manipulate nature - we have strongly felt that God would give us whatever was best for us, given His divine destiny and purpose for our family's lives.

Boy is not better than girl (Rori Lane has created a bias, as you can tell), and (I suppose) vice versa. Each display their unique role in the incredible ebb and flow, give and take of life.

Nonetheless, we decided to find out - and find out we did. A couple hours ago with the aide of an ultrasound, we got a three dimensional glimpse of just what God has perfectly wrapped up inside Tawni's body - and I'm very proud to share with those care (and those who don't), that our 8 ounce, 8-inch long, 18 week old baby is a BOY!!!

Let the NAMES begin! Yes, we have had a first name picked out but are still deciding on the middle name. We'll share it as soon as we've settled, negotiated, wrestled and ceased to halt between two opinions, lol.

A sister named Charlie?

2010-04-05T15:11:00.000-07:00

So the other day Rori Lane pipes up from her carseat and informs Tawni and me that she 'wants a baby sister named Charlie.' Rori goes back and forth between wanting a baby brother and a baby sister, and we've had an enormous amount of fun trying to coax name ideas out of our 3-year old sprite. As far as we're concerned, Charlie is not an option for a girl - or boy for that matter. The images that come to mind with 'Charlie' are that of a late evangelist, his infamous one-liners, bucket of chicken and over-use of 'halelujah' as a punch line.

Anyway, over the past couple of weeks 'Charlie' has become code language for exciting news we've barely been able to contain without leaking prematurely. While 'Charlie' is not up for consideration, we are very proud to share with all of our friends in blogland that Tawni and I (and Rori), after seeing the healthy heartbeat on a sonogram screen, are expecting a November baby boy or girl (we won't know the gender for a few more weeks)!

We'll keep you posted on the development of the latest Escudero edition.

I Pledge Video

2010-01-15T16:49:00.000-08:00

Just braggin on a few of the TRGYC young people who love God with their whole heart.

I Pledge from TRGYC on Vimeo.

Out with the Old, In with the New

2010-01-14T17:42:00.000-08:00

If you have not already, check out the new website for The Rock Group Youth Community (TRGYC) - the youth ministry of The Rock Church which I am privileged to Pastor: www.trgyc.com

Thanks to staff who volunteered time and energy to make this happen. It is still an evolving work in progress, so if there are suggestions you would like to make as to how we can improve and make it even better, let us know!

A few things to expect at www.trgyc.com are up to date and archived photos, service and event promo and recap videos, convenient method for online missions contributions and more!

WWW.TRGYC.COM

NEW ALL OVER AGAIN

2010-01-10T00:35:00.000-08:00

A week of 2010 has already passed before our first blog entry of the new season, new year and new decade.

Perhaps for some, the past seven or eight days have already provided ample time for you to break the resolve that just a week ago seemed so promising. Whatever your resolutions might have been, if you even made any, do not allow recent disappointments to deter you from your ultimate goals.

Recent binges, mistakes, accidents, compromises are an opportunity for us to get back up and start all over again. Failure tests our passion, resilience, our commitment and our determination - but that's okay. After all, without each of these elements, our pledge to do something more, something less or something different is just a good intention. Someone said the road of live is paved with these (good intentions). This is true, and I know this because I've scraped my knees and bruised my shins on them before.

Sometimes it's the first fall that messes us up (just ask Adam and Eve) - but should one mistake bump you off track like that? No, but it can, if you let it. What matters is that we get back up and after it, whatever it might happen to be, with a renewed passion, fervor and zeal.

Do not quit, do not give in, do not throw in the towel just because the 'newness' may have been tarnished by one recent lapse of good judgment or return trip to the buffet. If it's a matter of sin, make the adjustments - but in the meantime, remember that HIS mercies are NEW every morning.

So, whether it's dropping a few pounds, picking up a few Bible studies, quitting smoking or starting college -make it a happy NEW year and NEW decade all over again and GET AFTER IT!

Laissez Les Bon Temps Rouler!

2009-12-26T10:38:00.000-08:00

Thanks to all of our family, friends, staff and young people who came over to Casa de Escudero and made our annual Christmas Open House Party a blast - and those couldn't make it, we missed you. We clearly need a bigger house - and 6pm until 2am was not nearly enough time for all the fun we were having, so we're looking forward to a happy and prosperous new year with each of you. ALL TOGETHER NOW!

Coskun & Baumeister sighting, lol!

Rook, Hand & Foot, Uno, Back Alley, Blokus & Scattergories

Rori and her buddy LaNae in their pajamas!

The happy hurricane named 'friends' that hit Rori's room, haha!

Some homeless guy we felt bad for and invited in for a cup of coffee and warmth by the fire, lol.

Family Christmas Service

2009-12-22T23:06:00.000-08:00

What an amazing Family Christmas Service we all enjoyed and had the privilege of participating in this past Sunday. The more than 170 children and young people who call The Rock Church home and family because of transportation made possible by our bus ministry were adopted several weeks ago - and got the chance to personally meet and spend time with their 'adopted' family. Each family gave each child a gift - and the look on the faces of many of our friends who probably wouldn't otherwise be receiving anything for Christmas this year was priceless. TRGYC also gave every family a cd of Rock Church music to listen to 'in between Sundays', and made sure that everyone had a pair of quality gloves to keep their hands warm on subsequent Sunday morning bus rides. The most important gift exchanged was the true, Christ-like Spirit of adoption. In between hugs and high fives, we were able to capture a few of the moments. Enjoy!

Tawni, Rori and I with our sister Corchelle Pleasant - what a fitting last name for an awesome young lady who will be turning 12 soon and integrating into TRGYC.

Anthony and Sara - TRGYC staff & Jr High Leaders - all smiles with a little man named Elijah who grabbed all of our hearts.

Philip and Kate - TRGYC staff & Jr High Facilitators - with another one of our family members!

Ryan - TRC's main drummer - and Kelly Hammonds with some of the coolest cats.

These were just a few of the families who were within iPhone snapshot that we were able to capture. This was an incredible recharge for our community outreach efforts. Much of the inspiration is to be credited not only to our Pastoral covering, but to the awesome leadership of our Bus Ministry Director - Jennifer Pelton - who is pictured below escorting two of our newer friends to find their adopted families.

PS) BIG SHOUT OUT to the 57+ young people who consistently rotate and ride our buses every Sunday!

Transition: Moving Time

2009-12-17T15:42:00.000-08:00

I have to say I was proud of this post, titled 'IM MOVING' earlier today on 'Duplication Prohibited.' So, here's a shout out to those who have after much thoughtful consideration, packed up and loaded the truck...

I'm moving...
Based on recent occurrences, this appears to be the preeminent venue for delivering a message of this affair:

Dear Bishop and Pastor/Family and Friends/Saints and Sinners,

It is after much thought and prayerful consideration that I post this article. Of course there will be badgering and provocation, yet I truly believe this is the right decision. The last thirteen years at The Rock Church have been invaluable, but it’s time for me to pen a new chapter of my life, and by this I mean, effective immediately, I'm moving...

The Rock Church has been my sanctuary, my birthplace, my refuge and my home. It is here that I received, for the first time, the baptism of the Holy Ghost, evidence by speaking in other tongues, as the Spirit gave the utterance. It is here where I went down in a watery grave, buried with Jesus Christ in water baptism, and emerged out of that humble, homemade baptism, a new creature. It is here where God freely gifted me with a church family, the Body of Christ, and in return, required only my loyalty and perseverance. It is here where the Word of God has been masterfully delivered, preaching me under conviction, into repentance, and ultimately driving me to God’s calling and commitment. Numerous conversations, countless sermons, and timeless words of direction from the leadership of Bishop Nathaniel Wilson, and Pastor Myles Young, is indisputably the reason I have reached any amount of success in life.

So, I have decided to move…no, not move away, instead I am moving closer. I am not leaving my church like others, nor is this move a physical shifting, rather I have decided to move closer in committment and cause, of which has remained too far way, for far too long. I have decided to move closer to my God, move closer to my leadership, and to move closer to my church. By moving closer, I am affirming my loyalty, my dedication, and my willingness to serve. By moving closer I am committing to the cause, the purpose, and the driving force of the leadership, “ALL TOGETHER NOW”. With many supposedly finding greener pastures, others searching out selfish aspirations, even some moving away for no apparent reason, I am declaring now, here, and to all…I am here to stay!

Legalism? Manipulation? Ignorance? Self-righteousness? You may label it by whatever most conveniently accommodates your views, your frustrations, or your disagreements. Years from now, when ample water has gone under the bridge, we will all see if this decision to move pays off. In the meantime, more will come than have gone, the church will grow, and God will remain on His eternal Throne.

God bless your endeavors, and please say a prayer for mine.

It's moving time. I don't know who literally enjoys the process of moving - but a preferred destination and anticipated point of arrival can make the obligation and irritation of transition negligible, and worth the while!

Pure Religion

2009-12-11T11:51:00.000-08:00

There's a lot on my heart, and subsequently also on the tip of my tongue. The danger of imperfect, human articulation of any point of truth or revelation is misinterpretation, which can lead to a total defeat of the honest intention and pure religion behind sharing to begin with. Truth is always relevant. Yet, this is a truth many a people have been victimized by, and a fear many a noble and mighty person has cowered behind. Rather than addressing either, or even sharing my own devotion on the subjet, I post a pericope of Scripture that speaks clearly today. As someone once said, 'Scripture can shed a lot of light on those commentaries.'

Enjoy James' writings from the first inspired chapter (vs 12-27).

12: Blessed is the man that endureth temptation: for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life, which the Lord hath promised to them that love him.
13: Let no man say when he is tempted, I am tempted of God: for God cannot be tempted with evil, neither tempteth he any man:
14: But every man is tempted, when he is drawn away of his own lust, and enticed.
15: Then when lust hath conceived, it bringeth forth sin: and sin, when it is finished, bringeth forth death.
16: Do not err, my beloved brethren.
17: Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.
18: Of his own will begat he us with the word of truth, that we should be a kind of firstfruits of his creatures.
19: Wherefore, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath:
20: For the wrath of man worketh not the righteousness of God.
21: Wherefore lay apart all filthiness and superfluity of naughtiness, and receive with meekness the engrafted word, which is able to save your souls.
22: But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving your own selves.
23: For if any be a hearer of the word, and not a doer, he is like unto a man beholding his natural face in a glass:
24: For he beholdeth himself, and goeth his way, and straightway forgetteth what manner of man he was.
25: But whoso looketh into the perfect law of liberty, and continueth therein, he being not a forgetful hearer, but a doer of the work, this man shall be blessed in his deed.
26: If any man among you seem to be religious, and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, this man's religion is vain.
27: Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the world.

During this Christmas season, let us not 'err' in being lead away of carnal desires that result in enmity with Christ. Instead, let's participate in 'pure religion' by not just being hearers of the Word, but doers also who manifest truth. Let us not only represent Christ (inwardly as a prerequisite, outwardly as a product), but also present the Spirit of Christ to the world (in conduct) as a witness of what Christ can do within and without. May God help us all - and Joy to the world!

Check it out!

2009-12-08T17:18:00.000-08:00

At the risk of seeming somewhat nepotistic I am going to what politicians call 'carry water' for my Pastor - and make no apologies for it. I don't mind carrying water when water can mean life, a sustaining word for someone. Just ask the delta environmentalist, the southern California constituent or the central valley farmer just how vital water is - regardless of their geography, philosophy, demographic or political bent.

So I post, with his permission a link to his blog titled 'What they see is what they get.' More than a play on words, these words speak to the issue of presenting a gospel with our lifestyle (in addition to standards of separation)that matches the doctrine we preach. CLICK HERE

Oh, and the must view compendium I referred to by Dr. Nathaniel Wilson, on a related subject is now available online. Here's part 1 of Clear & Up Close on Holiness - enjoy! CLICK HERE

Have you heard?

2009-12-06T14:50:00.000-08:00

Briefly I break away after an awesome Sunday morning service, and before an afternoon of study (and a cat nap if I am lucky) to excitedly introduce and promote to all of my friends from East Wenatchee to Little Rock, from Calgary, Alberta to the country of Pakistan and all points in between, an awesome new news feed for Apostolics.

In my opinion, this news site spearheaded by Baumeister and Coskun is well on it's way to becoming the Apostolic equivalent to what the comprehensive Drudge Report is for so many others.

Click on ApostolicNews! to catch up on what's going on around the world, and to add the site to your favorites.

Also, you are being tipped off mark Dr. Nathaniel J. Wilson's blog as a favorite, and return to it tomorrow, and each of the nine days following, to view a special ten-day compendium. The series will be available in its entirety after the tenth day.
Click on and visit Dr. NJW's blog now to bookmark the site, and be sure to check it out tomorrow!

God bless, finish digesting your lunch so you don't regurgitate whatever you ate while running the aisles tonight (eww) and grab one of those elusive Sunday afternoon naps if possible. Whatever the case, turn the furnace up, have red hot revival tonight, and where ever you are gathering, make it the place where God, saints and sinners alike want to be!

God bless!

Sunday Morning

2009-12-06T00:38:00.000-08:00

Sunday morning, December 6th is less than an hour old. In a few passing moments the saints of The Rock Church will assemble together, just as many of you will at your respective houses of worship. Today has been filled with devotion, study and digestion of Scripture - with a few breaks to keep fresh, grab a bite, spend time with family and send a tweet here and there.

Hold the hammer in one hand tomorrow as you lend the talents invested in you to build the Kingdom, and the Sword in the other to protect and defend the timeless truths that provide protection and defense for us.

Ignore the detracting blue-blood on your way to the house of God. The conviction they live with can only be seared by mockery and vain attempts to justify why they do what they do. They forget it's not about we can or cannot do, it's about what Christ has already done for us. So instead, join the 'new convert' in the aisle or altar (the red-blood who actually remembers the work of Calvary in their lives and is not ashamed) and worship Jesus with your whole heart and soul. Lose your spirit in His and lavish Jesus with the sweet incense of praise that He longs to hear come from you.

Carnival Christianity

2009-12-04T18:17:00.000-08:00

I have been amazed lately at how quickly people walk away from what has been so dear to them. I have watched men & women walk away almost callously from their families. I have watched as people removed themselves from the friendships that took years to establish in just a few moments. Even more sad is watching people throw truth away under the guise of spiritual freedom. Experts tell us this is part of the "post-modern" mentality. If it is then my heart is broken for the coming generations that will feel the negative effects of such temporal decisions of the present generation.

There seems to be a blurring of reality. This is why the "virtual world" that the internet provides has become so popular. It is reported that social networking has now replaced pornography on the internet as the most used activity. People are creating "pseudo-relationships" with people from the past and with total strangers, people they would never even be interested in talking to in a real-time relationship. This blurring of reality makes the mind "...a switching center for all the networks of influence"(Jean Gaudrillard). This generation is being bombarded by many influences but is failing to maintain strong personal distinctives and the result is a blurring of truth.

Kenneth Gergen states that in the present condition of "decentered self", confusion will reign and "without external standards and without internal standards there is only cynicism, panic and freefall"(The Saturated Self").

When the moorings that have held generations strong are pulled up...long term commitments become a thing of the past. "Instead of long-term commitment, the postmodern self just moves onto the next game, to the next show, to the next relationship"(Middleton and Walsh) "This is the nomadic self, on the road with the carnival"

I am watching spiritual carnival teams start up very often these days. Their well decorated "carny" buses pass me by on their way to yet another empty lot in the seedy part of town. Bright lights, party music, cotton candy sermons (a lot of fluff & color but not much nutrition) and a different crowd every night. Nomadic ministry....their ‘Christianity’ is a journey spent searching and chasing. It seems to be the new cool trend to be "searching" but "finding" is totally out of date.
I guess this is why I see so many "Rolling Stones"....just walking away... They see themselves as pioneers but sadly they are appearing to be "wandering nomads" moving from tent to tent.

*This blog post was originally written by Pastor C. Myles Young and was republished on e-luminations.blogspot.com by permission from pastormylesyoung.blogspot.com

Short and Sweet

2009-12-04T09:10:00.000-08:00

Pastor, Rori and LaNae - a short and sweet blogpost by Pastor Young parallels how our Heavenly Father must feel when we share with others what He has done for us. Read it!

Click here to read more...

The 'Gift of gLOVEs'

2009-12-02T23:28:00.000-08:00

A few weeks ago during one of our early Sunday morning staff meetings we considered the efforts of and proposal by our Bus Ministry Director (Jennifer Pelton) for our upcoming Family Christmas service. In a mere matter of moments, as we began to work through the details that would make such a display of benevolence possible, a sweet spirit of charity began to work on us - and the responsibility of the business aspect at hand became the prospect to practice pure religion undefiled. In that vein Pastor Young taught and preached last night on 'Pure Religion', and concluded the message he relayed on God's behalf with an appeal that gave families and individuals alike the opportunity to adopt one of the 170+ children and young people who ride the bus to be with us in service every Sunday at The Rock Church, to pray for that child every week during family prayer, to adopt them for Christmas and to purchase them a gift of love. The response was overwhelming. Hundreds of volunteers claimed multiple crown or angel shaped cut-outs bearing the name and age of their adopted family member - and soon there were more particpants than there were beneficiaries.

This was a blessing in disguise, and the remainder of those who responded volunteered to help TRGYC (the youth ministry of The Rock Church) improve the quality of and give every single one of our friends who ride the bus the 'Gift of gLOVEs.'

Out of the mouth of babes...and a child is to be credited for the inspiration behind this burden as well. It all began on a brisk, Fall morning shortly after our Sunday staff meeting. While being buckled into her car seat Rori Lane clenched her fingers together and exclaimed, 'Mommy, Daddy, my hands are cold - I need some gloves!'

Choked up then and there in conversation, Tawni and I decided to not only purchase Rori a pair of warm gloves, but to, on behalf of TRGYC, also buy every child and young person a pair to help get them through the bitter-cold Sunday morning bus rides that are sure to come over the next couple of months. Again, we were blown away by the response last night by the many young people, parents and grandparents who comprise the faithful, unselfish saints of The Rock Church. God's people are amazing - and because of your obedience to the preached Word, and submission the Spirit's call to charity, more thank 170 young people will have their names called in weekly prayer, will gain an adopted family in The Rock Church, receive a gift during our December 20th Family Christmas service, along with the 'gift of gLOVEs' to keep their hands warm while riding TRC's busses this Winter!

Thank you God, thank you Pastor, thank you Jennifer, thank you Rori, thank you TRC!!!

Thanksgiving Picture PostOp

2009-11-30T22:29:00.000-08:00

This year we went to Disneyland/CA Adventure during Thanksgiving. It was Rori's first time ever - and the first time I had been in 18 years. What a blast we had with great grandparents, grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins who were able to make it - and we missed the one's who couldn't (special thanks to Papa, PapaGary and Scott for pushing me around in my wheelchair - PapaGary took out more than one ankle, but Scott was the raddest driver by far).

It all started on Monday night with a fried chicken dinner at Knott's Berry Farm. This was the first time I had ever been, and the food matched it's reputation. Rori, Eden and Huntley had fun climbing the rooster out front afterwards.

Rori pretending the curb is a tight rope while we waited for the shuttle to Disneyland on Day 1 outside the hotel.

After a couple of shows and a few rides, Rori and I posed for a snapshot during lunch!

Rori and Tawni and the billionaire mouse, lol.

My queen and princess (in street clothes) with the actress (in costume).

Grandma Mary and Rori on the Rocket!

Rori decided this was her cup of a tea and required a refill!

The three of us on our way out Thanksgiving evening.

The three of us Saturday, after a wonderful 24 hours at Lake Arrowhead with our dear friends the Wilmoths (PJ, Megan, Jason & Brenda - it was great seeing you all too!). We woke up Saturday morning to several inches of freshly fallen snow.

At PF Chengs with Rori and her buddy Brenden before our roadtrip back to Sacramento.

Rori, one of her best buds LaNae and our Pastor after a most memorable, timely, Sunday night service at The Rock Church.

To all of our friends, family members, leaders, mentors and young people - we love you and are most thankful to God for YOU this year!

In Defense of the Red Faced Preacher

2009-11-03T21:25:00.000-08:00

Why do preachers feel like they have to yell and scream and get all ‘red in the face’ when they preach?

I heard this question asked again the other day and my mind went back some time ago to a softball diamond where I happened to stand as the short-stop. The teams were even, the score was close, runners were on and base and the game was up for grabs. In the bottom half of a critical inning the pitch approached home plate, the batter swung, the ball was hit well, but the outfielder pursued swiftly. After making the catch he fired the ball back, hitting his cut-off man in the chest, keeping the runners from advancing – or so he thought.

From the opposing team’s dugout stormed someone well-versed in the rules of the game, advising that, actually, the runners were permitted to advance a base apiece, because the fielder was ‘out of bounds’ when he caught the ball on the fly.

Sadly, my minds eye has instant-replayed the moments that ensued several times. Several times before I’ve contemplated blogging about it; the heated exchange that took place between the players, the color or crimson that flushed the face of the arbiter, the exact confrontational words he directed towards the grown man indicted in the outfield, and the decibel level that he reached during his message.

Teammates whispered about it. Thoughts varied as to whether he went overboard, but not a public complaint was offered. Who could argue with him? After all, he wasn’t wrong, in theory he was right – he’d played for years and undoubtedly knew the rules better than anyone. Besides, it was just a game of softball.

Oh, ok. I get it. So, it’s cool when it's a sport – softball, basketball, football, etc. Because he was right and knew the rules concerning field of play better than anyone else, he was justified in yelling and screaming and getting all ‘red in the face’ about a subject he was knowledgable in and passionate about…but God forbid a man or woman, a Pastor, Evangelist, Apostle, Prophet or a Teacher called by God to lead His people, who has dedicated his or her life to the ministry (which is unto the Father on behalf of the people, not unto the people on behalf of the Father), and who knows the Word better than anyone else on the field…

God forbid they ever come out of the dugout, scream and yell and get all ‘red in the face’ after their passion, to ‘call out’ and question the position or direction of people on the opposing extremity who are trying to keep members of the winning team from advancing forward…

It’s ok to get all pumped up and competitive, just so long as it ‘stays on the court,’ right?

Well, let’s remember when it comes to men's souls we are not playing games any longer. It is a matter of eternity. So, let’s watch out for our own inconsistencies. Let’s quit condemning others as 'judgmental' when we ourselves are judgmental when it’s convenient for us and when we’re convicted - and let’s be concerned with what’s right.

Preach preacher – get in my grill if you’re right and proclaim what thus saith the Word of the Lord - even if you have to yell and scream and get all red in the face about it!

BOO!

2009-10-28T16:46:00.000-07:00

Ha, just thought we'd scare all of you who thought we were dead after our month-long blog-hiatus. How appropriate, it being October 28th - just a few days before everyone's healthy alternative to Halloween. Anyhow, it has been a great month on nearly every front, minus the fact that I managed to tear my achilles tendon. Two more months on crutches but it hasn't slowed me down much (thanks to Tawni who is a tremendous helpmeet). Now that you know we're breathing (although a little under the weather, we're on top of the world), we'll let you get back to the more pressing issues of life. Model Christ. Be a servant. Be a leader. Do something that will outlive you. Work on your legacy. Be productive, be effective, be influential - and be back soon.

4th Quarter Challenge

2009-09-29T12:07:00.001-07:00

This past weekend I had the opportunity to participate in the 2nd annual E-Group gathering, hosted in Redlands CA by my Pastor (C. Myles Young) and host Pastor BJ Wilmoth. Friday morning and afternoon's agenda entrigued those of us in attendance with a tour of the 'Azusa Revival' origins. Locations on the stop included the first house where William Seymour began to preach, the Bonnie Brae House (where he finally received the Holy Ghost he had been preaching about), his burial site, the former site of the Azusa Street Mission, and Arroyo Seco (campground and baptismal site).

I couldn't help but wonder how many California-based Apostolics have never retraced the origins of the Holy Ghost outpouring in our great State. Knowing our history is important. Understanding who 'they' were, where they came from, why and where they ended up can be very helpful to us living in what could very well be the last days.

On Saturday morning over a mug of coffee and a scone, I was challenged by Bro. BJ Wilmoth. Later on that the morning he put the same challenge before the congregants during the day session. In turn, I'd like to challenge our readership following to do the same.

Now, I'm not saying that Jesus is coming in 2010, but I do believe His return is closer than when we first believed. We are in the fourth quarter of the year (3 months/approx. 90- days left in 2009). So, here's the 4th quarter challenge:

1) Will you join us in reading the four synoptic Gospels (Matthew, Mark, Luke and John)? At 3 chapters a day we can do it.

2) Let's try and write out the entire book of Acts! At 11 verses per day, we can do it too!

Are you up for it? I hope so - and look forward to reading your comments about your progress, insights you gain, questions you generate, and so forth. Keep me posted, and let's learn together.

Just Bragging on God (& Tawni)

2009-09-20T00:22:00.000-07:00

Here are a couple snapshots a friend of ours captured of Rori Lane's personality during one of her sessions today. Just had to brag (not only on Brenda's photographic work - which takes guts since my brother in law Scott and great friend Sam are two of the best in the business) on God (and my wife Tawni), and thank Him again for my little princess. I can't believe she is already going to be three years old in November. Time flies - make and capture as many memories as you possibly can!

If You're Struggling with the F-word...

2009-09-18T10:28:00.001-07:00

'Foreclosure', that is.

The following is a guest post by Christi from Jealous Hands.

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Our house will be foreclosed on October 6.

I'll bet it's happening to someone YOU know, too.

What I feared for so long is finally happening, and you know what? I have complete peace about it.

I've spent the most of the last year unable {or unwilling} to be happy - and making everyone else around me miserable, too. And what I had to learn is this: it's okay to still be happy, it's okay to still live your life while in the midst of something like this. It's not the end of the world. Yes, it stinks! Well, at least it did in the beginning to me. Now, honestly, I have just let it go. To say I don't care sounds like I'm calloused or irresponsible or something - and that's not it.

I lost almost a year of my life {and my family's life} worrying, fretting, acting ugly over this. Being mad, yes at God - because why would He allow this to happen to us? And the reality is, this is a fallen world and the world is in the shape it's in because we are sinners - in SPITE of God, not because of Him which is where my perspective was wrong. So, I don't care anymore. I don't worry about the house that's being left behind, which is next door to the house we're moving into. We're fortunate that we HAVE somewhere to go, although the Lord will have to pay for it, because we sure can't do it! It's okay.

It took me a long time to get to this place. And please don't think I'm advocating just throwing up your hands, or walking away from something that you've a responsibility for. But we just couldn't do it anymore. The money simply is not there. We haven't done anything wrong - yet we've been judged, looked down on, distanced from family and friends, and had to console other people when we were the ones in crisis.

Finally, after lots of anger and tears I got back on my knees and I know that's where I should've been all along. It's still a journey EVERY hour, EVERY day. I was so caught up in what might happen in the future, that I couldn't be happy with the day I'd been given. I wasted a year worrying about a day that hadn't come yet. I couldn't see how to be happy, when I "knew" misery & uncertainty were lurking right around the corner.

Uncertainty doesn't have to be something that takes away inward rest.

Now that we're here, though - it's not what I thought it would be. I've already gone through the heartbreak and misery. It almost, very nearly, tore us apart. We've had to work together and get creative to carve out a new normal for our family. There are amazing opportunities ahead of us, and I'm finally excited thinking about the possibilities. We're still living a blessed life.

It takes courage, faith and hope to step into the unknown. I wanted to run away, but He kept calling me back.

What I want you to know - especially if you're facing this situation - is that it IS okay. Please don't waste your life worrying, even about your children {which was always my biggest concern, how will MY BOYS deal with this}. Please don't become so hard that your marriage is on the line. Please don't get to the point that you look back and realize that you've wasted a year, and those are minutes and days and memories that you can't get back.

Life isn't perfect. Thankfully It doesn't have to be perfect to be beautiful.

An Eternal Tug-of-War

2009-09-15T11:57:00.000-07:00

Polarity is the organic pull, attraction or tension - the interdependent relationship shared between opposite, sometimes seemingly disconnected ‘force fields.’ Polarity appears to exist, have influence on and affect three different atmospheres, or dimensions. First and foremost, polarity exists in the supernatural, unseen world where spirits wrestle. Simultaneously, nature grapples with itself on an even plane, in an ebb and flow of earthly elements. Thirdly, when you distill these ‘universal laws’ down from the ethereal you find contained and condensed within every human being a peculiar polarity where both spiritual and natural coexist, engaged in a tug-of-war for eternity. In creation God formed man from the dust of the ground, then breathed into man’s nostrils, whereby man became a living soul – creating polarity and introducing the greatest internal-external conflict of all time.

Determining whether the traction or tension is coming from within, or without is pivotal in deciding whether to pull back or away, or push for or towards.
Ultimately, what we permit to have influence upon our spirit affects our body, and vice versa. Constantly, we are being torn, until finally one force dominates, and the other agrees, one pole manages supremesy and the other pole submits - and the consequences are eternal.

Who's winning the tug-of-war in your life?

On a Political Note

2009-09-12T02:59:00.000-07:00

It's 3:05am on the morning of the final day of Session in the California State Assembly. Needless to say, here are a few of my thoughts.
Figuratively speaking, the political face of the United States has changed
dramatically, and at an accelerated pace. While over-objective historians, liberal analysts, and subsequent future textbooks may attribute this transformation to the evolution of social norms, tolerance and diversity, the current political portrait of America is, in my strong opinion, an unflattering caricature that would cause our founding fathers to roll over in their graves.
In infancy, our nation demonstrated an authentic faith and dependence upon God-attributes appropriately articulated in our ‘Pledge of Allegiance.’ Chronologically, when compared with most other countries, we are very young. However, recent, relative history has required little of time to taint the once fair and innocent, child-like complexion of American politics. Like bad acne, the image of politicians and politics in America have been permanently scarred by equally adolescent behavior, impropriety, immorality and the extreme liberal influence of the outspoken, poisonous, leftist minority.

Reinstating righteousness to our capitol rotundas, and fidelity to our legislative floors is a daunting task, but in a political structure of the people, by the people, and for the people, correction is possible. Struggle has always been a factor in the survival of ‘We the People’ who ‘trust in God.’ In fact, our founding fathers achieved because of the adversity they faced, and gained freedom because they fought for it. As a result, they accumulated adequate courage to establish, cultivate the thirteen original colonies, and later constitute the United States of America.
From the Pilgrim’s first Thanksgiving prayer, to the last stanza of the original National Anthem (God Bless America), from the tradition of prayer in schools to the inscription on our currency and coins, God has always been a trademark of American people.
Early politicians were not secretive or bashful about the fact that their religious beliefs and faith in God shaped their family values, morals, business practices and politics. Early legislators, like Abraham Lincoln, led disciplined lives, employed a Judeo-Christian work ethic, and operated on sound, biblical principles. Such men and women were not paranoid about their God-consciousness, or preoccupied with political correctness-but rather maintained their honesty and guarded their integrity in their quest for justice, equality-life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. As Americans, we inherit this rich tradition. Sacrilegiously, radical secularists choose to ignore our past and substitute government imposed ideals for faith-based morals.

There is hope-but America must return to its roots, its grass roots. When the Redcoats were coming, Paul Revere instinctively knew to call the people whose freedoms were in jeopardy.
America is suffering from an attack of moral failure. As one prominent, nationally syndicated talk-show host referred to them, the ‘red-diaper-doper-babies’ are coming. Actually, they are already here-and this active, self-indulgent, self-deified sect of society has, like a cancer, threatened our democracy with their socialism, desecrated the institution and sanctity of marriage as defined between one man and one woman, and vandalized our traditional family values with their homosexual agenda, legalized abortion, cloning and premature stem cell research. Presently, bi-partisan legislation for these and other controversial issues are being redrafted and reconsidered by politicians we have elected.
Ronald Reagan said, “Freedom prospers when religion is vibrant and the rule of law under God is acknowledged.” Once again, there is a clarion call in America- and once again, it is imperative that the people respond and take action to defend what set us apart from the rest of the world.

We cannot afford to remain silent, as silence is consent. It is time for our voice to be heard. However, because a voice without action is merely bravado, we must also act. The age old adage, ‘actions speak louder than words’ is true, especially in politics.
Though quick to converse, and voice an opinion about a candidate’s character or campaign, where is the church when it comes time to vote? With the exception of the stalwart efforts exhibited by a few, poll numbers prove that the vast majority of Christianity seems to adopt a pious, almost laissez faire, whatever happens happens, this world is going to hell in a hand basket anyway, ‘this world is not my home I am just a pilgrim passing through’ attitude when it comes to political activism. With such a small-minded, short-sighted, reclusive world view held by Christians who could otherwise make a difference, it is no wonder why politics in America continues to erode.

It is our responsibility to elect representatives who will foster and fight to protect our freedom of faith and religion, and vote out those who attempt to facilitate freedom from faith and religion. Unfortunately, we who espouse traditional family values and morals are just as guilty as those we blame in government, of creating the great divide of separation between church and state. Legislation has removed corporate prayer from our schools, but we have stopped praying. A replica of the Ten Commandments was removed from Justice Roy Moore’s Alabama courthouse, and we complained a little - but accomplished nothing. Liberal activists volunteer their time, draw picket lines and protest faithfully, vociferously, demanding a verdict-and we criticize them for their radicalism, but do little to compete with or compensate for their political cries.

It is time for a ‘great awakening’ in American politics. It is time for Christianity all over America, lay members and ministers alike to awaken from social slumber, educate ourselves, and become privy to the import and spiritual implications of real political struggles that exist just outside our sanctuary walls. Then, we must prepare our hearts with prayer, network our resources and arm ourselves with an arsenal of information, and assume the position of political influence I believe God intended the Church to have. ‘The weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds; casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ’ (2 Cor. 10:4). Atheists can deny it, agnostics can avoid it and others can say what they may, but God has always played a role in politics. ‘God is the Judge; He putteth down one, and setteth up another’ (Psalms 75:7). ‘…He removeth kings, and setteth up kings…’(Daniel 2:21). How does God complete this process? The answer ris ‘through His people within the confines of human government they have constructed.’
While the main mission of the church is to fulfill the Great Commission, God has also commissioned His followers to ‘occupy’ until He returns (Luke 19:13). The word ‘occupy’, as used in the Greek language, refers to an ‘occupied territory’ as would be found in a time of war. As a result, this usage of the word ‘occupy’ denotes a strong military or political presence!

Until Jesus Christ returns, it is time for those of us who call ourselves Christian, or American for that matter, to, for the sake of our founding fathers, and for future generations, cure the cause of moral failure, erase what has become a caricature and restore virtue to the face and heart of our country’s politics. In this time of ideological and political warfare, the people of God must occupy, express our support and voice our concern in the prayer closet and out in public, in the sanctuary and in classroom conversation, on talk-shows, in the letter of the law, in letters to the editor, in personal beliefs and in phone calls to representatives, in educating others and in our election day ballots. God with us makes a majority-and if God be for us, who can be against us?!

Ode to the Builder

2009-08-31T15:18:00.000-07:00

Several months ago I was present when the following language sculpture was unveiled in the form of poetic supplement to an already masterful sermon, during an anniversary service. Alas, my hands have come upon this coveted piece - but I will share, for to conceal, in this case, would be the act of thievery. To all who build, in the natural and in the spirit...

“Ode to the Builder” by our Bishop, Dr. Nathaniel J. Wilson

The mind a thousand patterns, may devise or store, genius flit,
Creative wit, brilliant thought , made to fit
And yet, unmoving, still they sit, in abstract realm of hope alone
With freedom wish, no self, no ‘own.’

Tho’t’s of beauty, seem so free, escape they seek, reality,
For something/nothing, at once they be,
Caught in yon and distant sphere
Not quite there, not quite here,

Stored forever swirling, swirling,
Only tho’ts – twirling . . .twirling,
Never knowing being,
Flitting, fleeing….

Liquid, shapeless, hard to see
This realm of ‘possibility’
Without form, void, unsized,
Forever nothing actualized.

Can ‘potential’ now at last,
By intrepid soul be grasped
And with ‘action’ firm be cast

From flighty wave of tho’t as foam
Into the dark uncharted loam
And there beneath earth’s heavy curtain
Abide alone, in angst, uncertain,

Where there it human will doth meet
And join it in courageous feat
Where ‘chance’ is grasped with all he’s got
To pull it from the world of tho’t

And add to her abstract elixir
A dash of action as his mixer.

ACTING! ACTING! while others quail
Declaring reasons such will fail
He peers far down in deep crevasse
Of great, may fatal, loss

Risking….Risking…,
Yea, some explain,
Even gambling, for great gain,
Could they be right? Is he sane?
Can one from tho’t create again?

He leaps into the roiling whirl
And grips great thot’s within the swirl
With dash, n’ deftness, courage bold
He grips those thot’s and starts to mold

He breaks the line ‘tween tho’t & deed,
He acts with courage, does indeed,
One for the other there is need,
He also knows that one must lead,
To break the line ‘tween tho’t & deed

Elements raw, unbent, proud,
Declaring tho’ts but airy cloud
Declare that ‘change is not allowed’

But cloud-like tho’ts & elements raw
Both acquiesce to hammer and saw,
When Builders with acts like God
From tho’ts alone bring structures tall,

Out of nothing they do birth,
Dominion & “Thy will on earth.”

Thankful for the Expected Unexpected

2009-08-29T23:53:00.000-07:00

I'm grateful, I'm thankful. God is doing so much all around us. Sure, the unexpected summer rain may soak through and send your proverbial linen suit to the cleaners prematurely, but it also purifies the atmosphere and quenches the thirst of all things planted. I have learned that like seasons of unpredictable precipitation are not meant to dampen our faith, but to make possible deep, cleansing breaths of fresh air, and the beauty of an abundant, ripe harvest of flowering fruit.

During our REUNION youth service Friday night I couldn't help but notice such Spirit produce and breathe a healthy sigh of relief. Between last Sunday, and this Friday I've had a number of conversations and received multiple emails; young people and parents thanking our team for our diligence in facilitating faith community, others wanting to create multi-media promotions for our youth ministry, another inquiring about joining our youth music department, and even one email volunteering apologetically why they would not be able to attend. That was fruit. During Friday night's service a particular young person sang lead to a song for the very first time. A short time ago, who would've thought...? That was fruit. I noticed several young people who could've taken an advantage of parents being out of town to fill the final Friday night of August with carefree fun, but instead chose the commitment and responsibility of local youth ministry. That is fruit. A friend of mine, a few years younger than I ministered to us. He broke the Bread of life, God spoke and we responded. 114 young people on their hands, knees and faces, building their own altars at the front of our youth chapel- that was fruit. I couldn't help but think to myself and comment to my wife later just how blessed we are here at The Rock Church, within our own youth community to have young men and women who are so radically committed to the Word and His work - who are called, anointed and capable; teachers and preachers already in their own right, but submitted to leadership, having teachable spirits, and the heart of a Servant.

When unexpected weather arrives the temptation is to entangle oneself in the evil forecast of whatever everyone else is saying and or doing. In these moments of uncertainty, speculation, hear say or hypothesis it's easy to miss the opportunities and revelations that the sudden season, hour, or moment was intended to create. The rain should drive us inward, into the shelter of the Strong Tower, the fog should further ground us in His Word where we belong, and the scorching heat of the day should force us beneath the shadow of the Almighty.

SUMMERMANIA: thanks & pics

2009-08-22T00:30:00.000-07:00

Again, thank you to everyone who worked hard to make it happen and who attended (from Redding to the Bay Area, to Bakersfield) to make our work worthwhile. In addition to blessing our local youth ministry with the means to make some key purchases, your attendance and participation is making it possible for us to support national pastors for up to an entire year in Africa, Mexico and South America! Here are few pics from SUMMERMANIA, our all night outdoor event. We'll see you back for an even better 2010!

Softball beneath the lights, with the beautiful Rock Church in the background.

Chick-fil-a registration booth, Spinning Wheel & Mascot

One of our guests chicken sandwiches (included w/ admission) - this one was Left Behind

Volleyball

Live GameShow Stage featuring more than $400 in Starbucks, Best Buy & iTunes gift cards (including an iPod Touch)

Hangin' out

Playin video games

The DJ - 'Brutha Aubrey Robinson, Sr.'

All that was left of the breakfast bar by 8am

My pictures of the paintball field didn't come out - we'll grab some from someone else and post.

Lover of Cheeses

2009-08-20T23:08:00.000-07:00

I love cheese.

American, the pride of patriots between the patties of an In-n-Out double-double.
Cheddar, skirting one of Becky Salter's homemade grilled cheese sandwiches - or the flavor of Cheezits!
Bleu, the perfect crumbled accompaniment for a Cobb salad - or as the complimentary accoutrement, or 'dressing' for chicken wings.
Monterey Jack, melting jealously over milanesa!
Cream, stuffing breaded jalapenos or decorating steamed brocoli.
Swiss, the holiest (as in holey) of all, made to entice mice & hover over roast beef.
Brie, for whom crackers are merely a means of conveyance from port to portal.

Cheese makes me laugh. There's nothing like a good, 'cheesey' joke - especially after a long day or late night, with family or friends. Seems like some Pastor's have a proclivity for it - these jokes are only funny to some. I call it PhD; a degree of pastoral humor.

Cheese makes me smile, because it makes me think of Rori's smile - and the countless times our 2-year old princess has prefaced camera clicks with her cheery 'Cheethse!'

It also takes me back to my early childhood, around an Apostolic altar after preaching and a Pentecostal, home missions church service. Other children near me were praying also, but there is one particular sight and sound I will never forget. With hands lifted high and eyes closed so tight that they quenched the thirst of the carpet below, one of the children repeated 'I love you Jesus' over and over and over.

Only, with her accent, it sounded like she was saying, 'I love you Cheeses!' I've chuckled about it years later, but as children we only recognized the sincerity. We all heard and knew what she meant, and so did He.

For all of the obvious reasons, and more, I am an avowed lover of cheeses.

MOVING PICTURES from PEAK 09!

2009-08-17T14:51:00.000-07:00

A Chrisian blue-grass group sings a song that include the lyrics, 'if that don't make ya wanna go t'Heaven - I don' knowwwww what does!' Well, if these here movin' pictures don't make ya wanna go t' PEAK next year...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qyjEqc6XCMY
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SUMMERMANIA - this Friday night!

2009-08-11T23:26:00.000-07:00

This Friday night we're going to be up all night for TRGYC's SUMMERMANIA, an all night outdoor fundraiser event featuring fun and fellowship for Apostolic young people across Northern California. A portion of the proceeds ($25 entry fee) will go to sponsor national pastors and native missionaries in Mexico, South America & Africa for one whole year!

After a Chick-fil-a dinner and appearance by the 'Chick-fil-a Cow', activities will include a Paintball Tournament, live game shows, $400 in giveaways (including an iPod Touch), Inflatable Jousting, Pillow 'Fights', Obstacle Course, Basketball tournament & contests, Volleyball, Christian DJ & Karaoke, Video/Board Game Room, Lounge Area, Artist's Palette (live painting), Photo Booth, Neck/Bow Tie Swap Shop - and incredible Coffee, Fruit, Pastry & Cereal Bar.

Needless to say, our awesome TRGYC staff will be up all night with us. Naturally, Rockstars tends to be the localenergy drink of choice here at The Rock Church, but I was curious which energy drinks provides the most energy, in your opinion. Let us know!

Come on out and join us for some fun - and help sponsor local youth ministry, and missions work around the world!
For more info email: youthpastor@therockgrouplive.com or call (916) 689-ROCK

Friday Presents

2009-08-07T13:51:00.000-07:00

I love Fridays. Fridays make the corners of my mouth flirt with my earlobes. Fridays give me the heart of a child - one that persistently knocks on the door of my chest cavity, begging for all inside of me to come out and frolic for the duration of another summer day. I love Fridays. My work day week begins on Friday nights. Someone said 'if it's something you love to do it isn't work' - and if that is true, then my work is not, unless it is - in the sense of that which is produced, or in the process of becoming. I love Fridays. Fridays are about KINGDOM NOW. Fridays are about 'the already not yet.' Fridays are about the 'never old ever new.' Fridays are about giving every young person every possible opportunity to make Heaven. Fridays are about eliminating every conceivable excuse for accepting the cheap substitute Satan wants to slip each young person, in exchange for an eternity of peace, hope and love.

To every young person, to every parent, to our Pastoral leadership, and to our TRGYC staff who help make this day what it is, THANK YOU. To the only wise God, our Savior be glory, majesty, dominion and power - now and forever. Thank you.

Love - Johannes & Tawni (&Rori Lane too)

The Creative Genius of Genesis

2009-08-05T15:22:00.000-07:00

I had a wonderful conversation with a few friends at Wingstop after church service last night. By the way, you can add 5 wings to an order of 10 (to make 15, a happy medium between 10 and 20), for an additional $2.99. During the warm exchange one of my brothers replied, 'Im just a baby - I was baptized 5 years ago.' To which I assured my comrade that we all too are babes in Christ.

This fact is profoundly reinforced every time I peer into the timeless - the words of life and works of Christ that John said all the libraries in the world could not contain.

Take for instance, the beginning. Read the first two chapters of Genesis, the first book in the Bible - an account of the Six Days of Creation.

The continuous, repeating threads carefully and consistently woven by Holy inspiration throughout the Bible amaze me again, and again. Every incredible layer is a reminder of just how elementary my childlike understanding is - and a welcoming invitation for further exploration at the same time.

After looking closely at each creative 'day', I closed my eyes and allowed the Spirit to settle the sediment and sort the sentiment of my immediate interpretation, and all too quick life application.

In the beginning, the Word spoke and created a formless planet, suspended in the dark void of space. The Word of God spoke, and created light. Then, the Word separated light from the darkness. Throughout each of the creative days succeeding the first, the spoken Word performs and completes a powerful, meticulous, purposeful pattern. Astonishingly, that pattern is: 1) creation, and 2) separation by distinction.

I am a testimony, as you too are, or can be, that after thousands of years, the Word of God still speaks life into existence. The anthropomorphic fingerprints of the Word of God still appear to touch humanity, to shape our minds and to build our bodies in a manner that resembles His likeness. The Word of God still breathes into the souls of humanity. The breathing Word, now in us, still desires to speak things into existence, to create - and to separate, for His purpose and for His glory.

Like David, when I consider the Heavens, and the works of thy fingers and all thy hands have made, oh God - what is man (who am I) that thou art mindful of him (me), and the son of man that thou visiteth him (me)? Make me in your image. Word of God speak, create and separate in my life as you see necessary.

The Ever New Never Old

2009-08-05T00:49:00.000-07:00

Out with the only new, in with the never old. The new old is the old new.
Famous. Brand Name. Monogram. Authentic. Original. Genuine.
Classic. 1 of 1. Unlimited. Universal. Pre-washed separately. One size fits all.
Cross blended material. Permanently stained. Layers well.
Weathered. Matches all colors. Wears best bold, plain.
To be worn inside-out at all times. 100% satisfaction guaranteed.

Another Book of Numbers

2009-08-03T23:35:00.000-07:00

In another book of numbers there are a couple of stories, both of which you may have heard before. Nonetheless, I will share them again - because some stories are worth telling and retelling.

The first story took place many years ago when an evangelist held a revival in a little known Louisiana town. After two weeks without anyone receiving the baptism of the Holy Ghost, the host Pastor and his apostolic guest agreed they would close the series of special services, and count the few, quantifiable blessings seen as but a seed that had been sewn. On that final Sunday, at the conclusion of the message, a young lad sauntered down the center aisle with his pant legs pegged just above the socks and a slingshot prominently displayed, yet precariously positioned, teetering from a back jeans pocket. That little boy received the baptism of the Holy Ghost just like they did on the day of Pentecost in the book of Acts, and like millions still do today, evidenced by speaking in other tongues as the Spirit gives the utterance.

A few years back a preacher peered out across a Texas conference crowd and picked out an old, faintly familiar face.
Inquisitively, the speaker navigated his sermon thought to to syncopate with his footsteps until both led him out from behind the pulpit in close proximity to the pew where the one who captured his attention now sat. Quickly, the man of God asked the elderly lady if she was who he thought she might be. When she confirmed, he personally escorted her to the platform and publicly interviewed her. The interview went something like this:
Preacher: Are you 'so and so.'
Elderly Lady: 'I am.'
Preacher: Did you ever preach a revival in Kerman, CA.
Elderly Lady: Yes, I did.
Preacher: Do you remember that revival?
Elderly Lady: Ohh yes, I do - I was sorely disappointed. After several weeks of prayer, fasting & preaching, I only remember one little boy receiving the Holy Ghost.
Preacher: Ma'am, it's been almost 50 years now - but your conference preacher tonight is that one little boy!

In the first story, the little boy who walked out of the imaginary Norman Rockwell painting was none other then Reverend J.T. Pugh. In the second story, the little boy and conference preacher from Kerman is none other than Bishop Nathaniel J. Wilson. If the respective host Pastors and Evangelists could have only known the impact they were actually having on the Apostolic movement - who knows just how many thousands of people (sinners, saints, preachers & leaders alike) have crossed paths with and had their lives forever impacted by the ministry of one or both of these two great men of God?

So, be careful how you gauge revival, how you measure ministry success, how much emphasis you put on numbers now. The world began with two, Noah had eight, and Jesus started again with twelve. Our global population is somewhere over 6 billion now and who knows how many million have received the baptism of the Holy Ghost. While we must never be satisfied, we cannot discount, minimize or despise the day of small things!

Tied to the Kingdom

2009-08-02T08:17:00.000-07:00

Getting ready the other day, I killed two birds with one stone (ooh, is that politically correct to say?) and put together a quick pictorial 'how-to' tie a bow tie.

Step 1. Begin by wrapping bow tie around neck, leaving RIGHT end a little longer

Step 2. Cross the longer RIGHT end over the LEFT end

Step 3. Take the RIGHT end (now near your left shoulder) up under LEFT side and pull both ends tight

Step 4. Take the LEFT end (hanging straight down) and fold like this (with folded edge facing out towards your LEFT side)

Step 5. Take the RIGHT end from off your shoulder and drape down the middle of first fold made with LEFT end

Step 6. Fold RIGHT end (now draped down middle) up, under & behind the first fold made with LEFT end - and push the RIGHT end through the natural loop behind the bow itself (pushing the fold of the 2nd half of the bow towards your RIGHT shoulder, so that the 'end' remains facing outward, towards your LEFT shoulder)

Step 7. Grab the folded end of the front bow with your left hand, and the folded end of the back bow with your right hand; pull both ends at the same time to tighten, then adjust as necessary.

A version of what should be a slightly imperfect finished product.

BLAST from the PAST: WD SrCamp 97

2009-07-30T23:55:00.000-07:00

A twelve year old photo of Tawnibelle (18) and me (16), pictured after the last night of the Western District's Sr. Youth Camp in Santa Maria, CA. The photo is circa 1997- I was skinny, and she was Shoemake - we fixed both of those problems a little over seven years ago, haha! It was there that she stole my heart. A few months later a freshman in college told a High School sophomore suitor that it 'would never happen.' As the saying goes, 'never say never!'

I still have the bow tie I'm wearing, and trying to bring back (below) - but most importantly, I still have the girl and she still has my heart.

Maybe we'll provide a pictorial step-by-step 'how to' tie a bow tie. Maybe if more fellows knew how to tie them they'd sport them. Think Winston Churchhill. Bishop Curtis Young (he told me when he first started preaching that's all he would wear!).
Now, I can't guarantee that bow ties will help open ministry doors for you, book a revival, get you the girl you want, or help you keep her, but they are classic, timeless, nonetheless.

BLAST from the PAST: Pics from PEAK 08

2009-07-30T23:45:00.000-07:00

Altar response to Rev. Jason Calhoun's message during day session of PEAK 08

Mob-like altar calls, youth swarming around altars and evening evangelist Rev. Cody Marks!

Another shot of nearly 1800 young people at PEAK 2008

Simple Profundity & Berean-like Nobility

2009-07-28T23:03:00.000-07:00

Say this out loud, 'DON'T QUESTION MY AUTHORITY!' There, you said it. Now think about what you just said...

It's not just a play on words - it's profundity made simple. You plainly articulated the revelation of the cyclical 'power of submission.'

See how that statement can be taken two ways simultaneously? To question my authority is to question my authority! What or who is my authority? Where do I derive or get my authority from in the first place? The extent of your power is stipulated by the source of your submission.

In just the past two days I've had the occasion to share this with three very different young people; the first was over coffee with a young person who aspires for ministry and is addressing the challenges of our day, the second instance occurred during our altar service tonight with a young person who recently ran away from home, and the third opportunity took place with another young person who happened to be en route to a meeting with authority (good timing!).

In each case this simple statement seemed to resonate, connect, raise their hackles and cause goosebumps to piggyback on top of other goosebumps. More important than the emotion they felt was their subsequent actions. The young student is determined more than ever before to establish what it is that he believes, the prodigal son promised to return home and submit to authority, and the latter entered his meeting with a humility that was missing before.

None of us have all the answers, but we have the Book. It is interesting, however, that all the self-proclaimed subject matter experts (be it a teenager or 'theologian') with all of the answers are the very same one's with all of the questions! Questions breed questions, but I've never known anyone who stuck their nose in the Book to get hung up on doctrine. When you question your authority, you bring your own authority in question. When you are outside the umbrella-like covering of authority, you're outside of the Book - and when you're outside of the Book (and into other books or blogs), well, therein lies the root of the problem.

So, don't be so apt to question your authority. Come on guys - this should be second nature by now. Don't ask for directions until you've read the Map for yourself! Then, when you must ask, make sure the spirit behind your question is right. Are you asking the 'inquisitive' question out of a sincere desire to learn and know, or are you asking the 'interrogative' question argumentatively, to debate, to undermine?

Preachers are just as guilty of talking 'shop' and sharing tools and 'tricks of the trade' as anybody - and who doesn't enjoy the occasional clash of a theological sword and the iron-sharpening peer debate sessions? But, all frivolity aside here's some solid history and sober advice for students of the Word and or those who claim to be God-called, chosen 'men or women of the cloth.'

Scripture reveals that the Berean saints were 'more noble' than the Thessalonians because they had a predisposition to believe what was preached, but verified everything against The Book (Acts 17:11)! 'Nobility' connotes one's having kingly blood, or being heir to the throne. My, my. After all, we are kings and priests unto God. Furthermore, 'It is the glory of God to conceal a thing: but the honour of kings to find out a matter' (Prov. 25:2).

Before questioning your authority (your Pastor, your shepherd), check in with THE Authority (The Word) and put into practice the noble, New Testament, Berean-like habit of 'searching the Scriptures daily' to find out for yourself 'whether those things are so.'

The Devil's in the Details

2009-07-27T16:48:00.000-07:00

Hahaha. Nevermind that young people received the baptism of the Holy Ghost, or that they repeatedly preempted worship services with their own handclapping and a capella praise, vacated seats and flooded the altar space without being solicited or that thousands of lives were obviously changed by the challenging messages preached.

I have people texting, emailing, calling - wanting to verify the details. No, no, they aren't concerned with how many received the Holy Ghost, or what exactly was preached. They want to verify the apparent discrepancy in attendance, and clarify the conflicting reports. They want to know just how many sermons were preached 'on holiness' or 'separation' - belittling a core, fundamental truth that, although it was not harped on at PEAK, no man can see the Lord without. But, let's not be concerned with conviction or actually taking up our cross - they're more concerned with just how bad the accoustics were, and terrible the sound must've been in an arena that size.

So, here are the answers you asked for.
1) Spirit Bank Event Center will seat between 4500-4800, by their own account (google it).
2) There were 1800 pre-registrants, not including the mile-long line out the door at 6:45pm Wednesday night of those who had not yet registered and were waiting to do so. Last year, there were only 300 pre-registered; this year's totals more than quintuppled last years!
3) There was an estimate crowd of between 3500-3600 in attendance on the first night, which more than doubled the estimated largest crowd durin the last night of PEAK last year estimated to be at 1700.
4) The 2000 figure mentioned was in reference to those who were flooding the altar areas during worship service(s). Even so, peruse previously posted pics - there aren't many vacant seats.
5) There were multiple organizations present for PEAK; the WPF is not just about the WPF - it's about apostolic fellowship with people of like precious faith. People who are found in the UPC, ALJC, COGIC and on and on and on. One word, metanoia.
6) For the record, there weren't any sermons on holiness. When the Spirit of Holiness is there both in spirit and in practice, you don't have to preach on it.

So there you have it. I love you, we'll hang out, but you're wrong and looking for negativity. Now, I've been involved in both church and secular politics long enough to know that the facts won't ever satisfy the naysayer - that's just what I am proving yet again by responding here. Because, you see, the devil is always in the details.

Two Pics and a Clip of PEAK

2009-07-26T21:01:00.000-07:00

A quick point and shoot of of the platform from our seat during the first night. Thanks to everyone from the Chairman to the Youth Council, to every Volunteer, Pastor, Youth Pastor, parent and young person who made PEAK not only possible but successful!

Tawni and me at approximately 2am - after Thursday night's service. This was the longest we'd been without Rori Lane - next year we're bringing her, ___ (and the grandparents).

One minute clip during Friday night worship service - the empty seats are only so because their occupants flooded the altar area already. Pastor Young and Bro's DeVon Mills, William Brown and Randy Williams are incredible worship leaders - what talent & anointing!

2009-07-25T17:01:00.000-07:00

Tawni and I got up this morning, showered, packed & checked our TRGYC entourage out of the hotel. After completing an inter-review for an audio-visual PEAK journal our multi-media team is compiling, we bee-lined for Cracker Barrel. After a series of consecutive days with no more than 5 hours of shut-eye a piece, there was only one mission in mind: kill the sleep deprivation induced headache with caffeine and cholesterol. Thankfully, consuming a sacrifice of chicken fried chicken, biscuits & gravy, country hashed browns, bacon and coffee did the trick. Whoever said Pentecostals don't get hangovers haven't partied with our young people or lo'oked at the average waistline of our movement, ha! Next, we boarded our plane in Tulsa. It fell our lot to sit right behind Bro. Larry Booker and next to Bro. & Sis. Stephen Buxton. In a matter of minutes, the great elder's seat reclined. Jacob slept upon a rock. Bro. Booker prefers a Thompson Chain for his pillows. Bro. Buxton and I enjoyed using our iPhones to photographically capture the process of osmosis, by which I am sure he uploaded ancient Hebrew history and conference sermon material, right before my very own eyes (literally). I'll post a pic later, maybe.
Now we're sitting in Phoenix, enduring a two hour layover. The motley crew that is Drew Morton and TRGYC's own Sarah Short and Chelsea Scott have joined me and my netbook in the boarding area. I will limit what I say about them, for one, noone ever likes to read good about anybody else, and second, they have just sat down right next to me, LOL. In the meantime, I am playing security guard over my wife's carryon, patiently waiting while she compares the caloric possibilities and weighs the pros and cons between a Starbuck's Frappuchino and a Wendy's Frosty. It's amazing how an incredible youth conference, inordinate lack of sleep and musty airport terminal can reduce life for the moment and simulate the survival of the fittest. Well, we're about to board and head home to Sacramento, CA. Our apologies, this is all you get untilw e get some sleep, lol.

2009-07-24T11:56:00.001-07:00

Wow. My hero and Pastor preached a relevant Word - and a revelation out of the book of Jonah. 'A Wind, a Whale and a Worm.' Altar call just concluded a few moments ago, but change is still happening in the hearts of thousands of young people. The ground floor was strewn with the prostrate bodies of young people who, like Isaac, willingly laid themselves out as an offering on the altar (alter) made of self sacrifice and obedience to the voice of God. If the could freeze the tears that now stain the concrete, they could probably play ice hockey during tonight's late night event. Then again, the Holy Ghost heat would probably evaporate it before song service even gets started. If you aren't here - make plans to attend and be a part of PEAK/Apostolic movement next year!

2009-07-24T09:35:00.001-07:00

My hero has just taken the pulpit and introduced his title, 'A Wind, a Whale and a Worm.' Preach Pastor Young!

Special Prayer for Pastor

2009-07-23T23:58:00.001-07:00

Pray for our Pastor (C. Myles Young) as he will be delivering a Word from God during tomorrow mornings 11am session. Those of you back home in CA who were unable to make it to Tulsa in person, please be in prayer for Pastor, on your way to work, or as you are able, at approximately 9:45am PST when he will take the pulpit for PEAKs final day session. Pray for Pastor's voice too (he has been out late, up early, working hard, emcee'd and led worship during services already).

More info and updates to follow. For real time updates, follow us on twitter: jdeTRGYC

PEAK, Pei Wei & Power Naps

2009-07-23T15:26:00.000-07:00

Pei Wei was a precursor to an attempt at yet another power nap. That nap quickly fell prey to prevailing ideas, deeper thoughts, a replay of concepts discussed over Chinese food with a great friend, and a replay of sound bytes from this morning's message.
What a morning, what a message. No morse code, Rosetta Stone or debate over private interpretation necessary - it was clear, 'Defy the Decline.' If there were critics who noted the sirname and dismissed the messenger altogether, well, mark them - and it should come as no surprise when they 'arrive' without the 'Message.' Complimenting a revelatory Word with sociology, hilarity and a great spirit, Pastor Nathan Morton (Chico, CA) preached a timeless word to a generation with an appetite for the eternal. Several statements more or less summarized the conclusion of the whole matter: Stand strong. Search the Scripture. Have Conviction. Pursue Truth. Be radical. Say what you believe. Don't be bullied by the numbers. Fight back, and don't be ugly. It's easier to 'reign in a radical' than to 'fix the wreckage of compromise'. Resisting compromise is only a prerequisite - take territory and have unprecedented revival in your heart, in your youth ministry, in your church, online and around the world!
Of the nearly 3500 in attendance, approximately 1000 young people initiated an unsolicited altar call (I prefer to spell it 'alter') before the completion of the sermon. In more than one way, their collective motion symbolized a societal response and spoke volumes on behalf of a missing voice. It is time for a Holy rebellion and radical revolution that includes separation unto. I know, 'they' say you you can't preach that way because 'they, don't want it. Hmmm, who are 'they?' 'They' weren't anywhere to be found in Tulsa this morning - and that may be just the problem.

Thursday night service begins in 1 hour and 20 minutes. For more uodates, follow on Twitter (you must have an account to follow): jdeTRGYC

2009-07-23T09:40:00.001-07:00

3500+ back for first PEAK day session...listen live @ HolyGhostRadio.com - 'Defy the Decline' a progressive, Apostolic message by Pastor Nathan Morton (Chico, CA)!

Oh Thank Heaven for 7/11

2009-07-22T23:54:00.001-07:00

What do you get when you have 1800 young people attend the last night of an incredibly successful, albeit inaugural youth event in Tulsa, OK in a down economy one year? You go from the Green Country Event Center to the Spirit Bank Arena and have more than 3500 show up in an even worse economy a year later on the opening night! Every shuttle run to the airport, rental van, car, coach and bus speak to the excitement that has built over the past 12 months for PEAK. Thousands of young people flooded the arena, and by sheer force of number made history for Pentecostals. Church service, scheduled to start at 7:30pm did not begin on time...it started early - 28 minutes early with nary a musician, singer or service leader on the platform! Bro. Stringfellow spoke a Word of deliverance from the past and titled his message, 'Let's Get it Right This Time!'
It's 2:04am and the last of TRGYC have finally retired for a short respite. At this hour, I'm singing the well known convenient store jingle, 'Ohhhh thank Heaven (and the WPF Youth Council) for 7/11.' That is, service at 7pm and 11am! Check back tomorrow morning around 11am for more PEAK updates.

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2009-07-22T17:23:00.001-07:00

Over 1500 registered & line still out the door. Another first for Pentecostals - church didn't start on time, at 7:30 as planned...it started early! Hear that? That isn't a thunderstorm - that's incessant applause & worship that's continued for nearly 25 minutes already! Here we go!!!

PEAK UPDATE #1

2009-07-22T15:13:00.001-07:00

PEAK, Tulsa OK: pregistration crew onsite at the SpiritBank Event Center - more than 1000 preregistrants (triple the number of preregistrants from last year) crashed the relatively infantile WPF registration site like a crystal chandelier in the middle of a red hot revival service. Great looking groups of young people, tour busses from SoCal to Kansas, Florida & North Carolina. Singers & musicians also on station, rehearsing excellence for opening night of PEAK 2009. 2 hours 17 minutes til...

Happy Birthday to my beautiful Redhead!

2009-07-21T23:37:00.001-07:00

Today my girlfriend of 9 years, heart throb & redheaded love of my life turned 30. We celebrated modestly - by waking at 4am to board flights to Tulsa, OK where we locked arms, laughed, reminisced, kissed, drank diet coke, ate peanut M&Ms & shared a book, enjoying eachother's companyfor several hours on Southwest Airlines. After patiently waiting for me to prevail against the Prince of the Air @ Enterprise Rentals & the Renaissance Hotel (30 rooms), we made the best of a birthday in Tulsa (lol) away from family & friends by eating dinner &watching a live Broadway performance of WICKED (the other side of the story of The Wizard of Oz - a future blog post waiting to happen).

Tawni Lynn, thanks for putting TRGYC first & letting me get away with the minimums until after PEAK. I love you from the bottom of my (your) heart!

Our Departure

2009-07-21T03:49:00.000-07:00

Our departure begins. It's 3:49am and in a few minutes we're putting our lives and luggage into the trunk of an Element, and traversing towards the Sacramento International Airport. If you know me, you know there's only one good reason I'm awake at this hour - because I have to be. I wouldn't be blogging if I was up in response to intercessory prayer either. If we caught a later flight we would'nt land in Tulsa until late. We're going to exorcise every demon in the Renaissance Hotel before our young people arrive. Anyway, warm that cinnabon up my dear brother whoever you are behind that inevitable counter, because the frosting on that man-made, manufactured cholesterol bomb could be the difference between my attitude and Heaven and Hell at this hour of the morning, haha!

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Random Sunday Night Thoughts

2009-07-19T23:49:00.000-07:00

Getting ready to retire for the night. Plum tuckered, whatever that means. Makes me feel like Chick Bowdrie. Rori doesn't ever go down easy - she is in denial that sleep is a necessity until it she's dreaming. My little Rori Lane Sugar Cane Candy Rain Punkie-noodle Snickerdoodle mascot. Nice abstract 2 yrd old artwork. Wish I could fall asleep as easily as Tawni - must've been the goodnight kiss. Forever in Love with You. What a Sunday. Pastor's message, 'From the King to the Worm.' If you're lucky you'll hear it or get a hand on the cd. God's repeated reach never ceases to amaze me. What a God. What a man. Thank you sounds cheap. Happy 40th birthday to my dear Pastor's wife - we'll celebrate some more in Tulsa. TLE & SRY are Superwomen - celebrating their 30th & 40th birthdays at PEAK. Our band is awesome. Lonny you're a natural. You too Boss. Memory lane with Bishop & Sis. Wilson. Brick by brick, we don't know how blessed we are at The Rock Church. Have you ever seen an Eiffel Tower out model made out of Panera Bread and a peanut butter fountain? I have. They taste good too. LeSharon you rock. Pippi's red velvet chocolate cake, mmm. Twitter updates. Need to get shoes shined and pack for PEAK. Tulsa, OK. Thunderstorms or humidity, that is the question. I'll be kind to my RDouglas. Two bow ties this year - Winston Churchill, not Orville Reidenbacher. What a Sunday. Going to take it with me tomorrow. Monday is here. Opportunity. Big appt at 11am. Blessed to be a blessing. Too hot today. Lost weight today without working out. Time for cold sheets and pillows. If you need the light on, call Tom Bodett or check in later for more e-luminations.

Conviction: Tonight's General Session Notes Transcribed

2009-07-18T00:18:00.000-07:00

The 'middle of the road' is no place for a Christian. Unless, of course you could guarantee and maintain perfect control of both the 'left' and the 'right', simultaneously mitigating the tandem pull of their polarities to the same, exact degree – which of course you can’t.
Otherwise, without changing anything, the change around you by itself, will alter your position, causing it to be uprooted, in a perpetual state of flux, to vacillate from right to left and left to right, by virtue of the constant geographic, political, philosophic and spiritual variance around you. The foolish man built his house upon that sand, and lost everything with the first ‘shift.’ That is why the wise man builds his foundation upon the sure, solid, definitive Rock. That Rock is the same, yesterday, today and forever!

There are a lot of Christian’s who take positions – calling yourself a Christian is taking a position to begin with - but what makes you a Christian, a Pentecostal, an Apostolic? What makes you different from the rest of the ‘Christian’ world?
The first things that rightfully come to mind are: 1) doctrine and 2) standards. Right? So the question is, do you know the doctrine – do you know why you ‘keep’ those standards? If you don’t know and aren’t ‘sure’ why – without sinning against God (list) - you are in immediate danger of losing your position in Christ!
We call that loss of position ‘backsliding.’ But, where does a backslider start – the shifting, sandy slopes of compromise.

Compromise begins with conscious consideration, continues with calculation of the costs and concludes with a willingness to concede.
Compromise is deceitfully dangerous! It is imperative that all non-negotiable positions –our doctrine of salvation & separation- are secured. David said ‘thy Word have I hid (secured) in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee.’

People often ‘mask’ their compromise, or defend their ‘new’ position by justifying it as being ‘middle of the road’ - but the middle of the road is unsafe, because it is constantly moving!
Even so, such conscious compromise is not the root cause for loss of position (whatever that position may be) – unconscious compromise is. What do I mean? ‘Evil prevails when good men (and women) do nothing’ – Jesus said, ‘to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not – to him it is sin!’ More Christians lose their ‘positions’ and young people backslide today, not because of things they do but because of things they didn’t do. You didn’t start backsliding by doing something because you thought it was ok – you knew it was wrong! You had a position, but you lacked conviction.

Conviction comes from knowledge. Conviction is not just a word, it is the Word (John 1:1). You have to get in the Word to get the Word in you. You don’t stumble across conviction. You seek it out. If you’ve been convicted during a message before, it was because conviction was passed down from authority – but how? Faith coming by hearing – you heard the preacher, the sermon, the lesson – but conviction didn’t come from hearing the preacher, it came from hearing the preacher pass down the Word of God!

Conviction is not a cute noun to be inserted in a casual conversation, Sunday sermon or sales pitch. Conviction is a place, a destination, a graveyard you only dare go after having passed the scrutiny of the cognitive and liability of the affective. Conviction is not moved by majorities. Conviction is not deterred by temptation. Conviction does not cave in to pressure. Conviction is not concerned with opinion. Conviction is the hill you die on before giving up your position.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood,
and I, I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
(by Robert Frost)

Jesus said, 'Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it'(Matthew 7:13-14).

Conviction is where we want to be – a place where we are secure, rooted and grounded, like a tree – unlike ‘the middle of the road’ that is moved by whatever the left or the right or others might do.

Conviction might be a bean patch, a moral, a principal, a truth, a cross, a passport leading to a loss of popularity, a visa exclusive to ‘the road less traveled’ - but, for the sake of the world, our nation, our families, the Church and most importantly YOUR SALVATION, find a place called conviction for yourself, at any cost!

An Introduction to Conviction

2009-07-16T16:17:00.000-07:00

Whether its campaign politics, policy legislation, personal philosophy or pure religion undefiled - the 'middle of the road' is no place to be. Unless, of course you could guarantee and maintain perfect control of both the 'left' and the 'right', simultaneously mitigating the tandem pull of their polarities to the same, exact degree. Otherwise, without changing anything on your part, your position would be uprooted, in a perpetual state of flux, vacillating from right to left and from left to right by virtue of the constant geographic, political, philosophic and spiritual variance around you.

Compromise begins with conscious consideration, continues with calculation of the costs and concludes with a willingness to concede. It is imperative that all non-negotiable positions are secured.

However, this is not the root cause for loss of position (whatever that position may be). If evil prevails when good men (and women) do nothing, then more positions are squandered today due to lack of conviction than by anything else.

Conviction is not a cute noun to be inserted in a casual conversation, Sunday sermon or sales pitch. Conviction is a place, a destination, a graveyard you only dare go after having passed the scrutiny of the cognitive and liability of the affective. Conviction is not moved by majorities. Conviction is not deterred by temptation. Conviction does not cave in to pressure. Conviction is not concerned with opinion. Conviction is the hill you die on before forfeiting your position.

Jesus said, 'Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it'(Matthew 7:13-14).

Conviction might be a bean patch, a moral, a principal, a truth, a cross, a loss of popularity, a visa exclusive to the road less traveled - but, for the sake of the world, our nation, our families and the Church, find that position at any cost!

Some Things Are Absolutely Necessary

2009-07-15T00:18:00.000-07:00

The Absolute Necessity of Water Baptism in Jesus’ Name

Recently I was asked to write about the necessity of Jesus Name baptism. I have had the prior fortune of being able to present the necessity of baptism by complete submergence before a secular, community college class without creating expected controversy. Surprisingly, most of the students admitted 'they had no idea.' Perhaps we will revisit that experience in a subsequent post on baptism, in general. However, due to limited space, a few assumptions have been made as this particular post was written. First, I have assumed that the reader believes the Bible to be the infallible Word of God. Second, the reader is assumed to be asking ‘inquisitive’ questions rather than ‘interrogative’ questions regarding baptism, out of a sincere desire to discover truth. Lastly, I am assuming that the reader already believes in water baptism by complete emersion – excusing the need here for further focused proof.

It is my attempt to rightly divide Scripture to reveal truth, and persuade the reader that baptism in Jesus’ Name is absolutely necessary in order to obey and complete the second essential step of salvation, and for one’s sins to be remitted.

For the sake of context, we are obligated to consider at least a very brief portion of church history. This insight will better enable us to assimilate the date, time, origin and reason for the existence of the controversy (if there can possibly be any) surrounding baptism. After saying “All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth” (Matthew 28:18), Jesus instructed His disciples to “Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost, teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you” (Matthew 28:19-20).

The argument made by proponents of ‘title’ baptism stems from their sole focus on and misinterpretation of the ‘Great Commission’ recorded in Matthew 28:19 – a verse that many scholars believe was inserted by the Catholic Church, and not part of the original canon. This is a key mistake, as one of the principles of hermeneutics is that ‘every Scripture on any given subject must be considered in the light of every Scripture on that subject.’ If this principle were correctly applied in the subject area of baptism, there would be no question. Nonetheless, we will assume that Matthew 28:19 was in fact part of the original canon, acknowledge and attempt to answer the question at hand.

The question we will aim to answer is, “What did Jesus mean when He said to baptize in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost?” Although there is no other Scriptural evidence for baptism in the titles, Trinitarians would argue that Jesus meant for the church to literally baptize converts pronouncing, “In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost.” Oneness believers refute that argument by recognizing the obvious, which is that titles Father, Son, and Holy Ghost are not names at all – a pivotal point, as there is power in the Name! Listed below are several Scriptural excerpts of Christ’s exact teachings. The context of Scripture provides a pure platform for advocacy and strict adherence to baptism in Jesus’ name by revealing to us the Oneness of God, and the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

In John 10:25-26 Jesus said, “I told you, and ye believed not: the works that I do in my Father's name, they bear witness of me (Jesus). But ye believe not, because ye are not of my sheep, as I said unto you.” In John 10:30 Jesus said, “I and my Father are one.’ In John 14: 9 Jesus said, “Have I been so long time with you, and yet hast thou not known me, Philip? He that hath seen me hath seen the Father; and how sayest thou then, Shew us the Father?” Future reference in this post to Philip’s subsequent preaching and mode of baptism practiced proves Philip understood that Jesus was the Father.

In John 6:69 Simon Peter answers Jesus by saying, “And we believe and are sure that thou art that Christ, the Son of the living God.” We will return to and expound on Peter’s revelation of Jesus.

In John 14:26 Jesus said, “But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, He shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you.” Not only does Jesus mention that the Father (whom we’ve established to be Jesus) will send the Holy Ghost in His name (Jesus), He ascribes gender (He) to the Holy Ghost, and gives him animation, so to speak, by saying that the Holy Ghost will teach you all things. The implication here is that when Jesus ascends in to Heaven, it will be His Spirit that returns and brings to the remembrance of His disciples His previous teachings.

In Luke 24:47 Jesus said, “Thus it is written, and thus it behooved Christ to suffer, and to rise from the dead the third day: And that repentance and remission of sins should be preached in his name (Christ’s name – Jesus) among all nations, beginning at Jerusalem. And ye are witnesses of these things” (Luke 24:46-48). Again, here, Jesus clearly articulates that repentance and remission of sins – which is accomplished through baptism – should be preached in His name, not in his titles, roles or anthropomorphic modes of revelation! As an aside, church history is a tremendous compliment to Scripture – and there are numerous writings by early church fathers dating back to AD 160-AD 220 which substantiate water baptism in the name of Jesus as the authentic formula used by the New Testament church (Tertullian, Augustine, etc.).

Ironically, the generic formula for baptism in the titles (Father, Son and Holy Ghost) was not officially accepted until A.D. 325, when the Catholic Church organized the Nycean Council in an ecumenical effort to universalize (the word Catholic means universal) baptism itself. If we are basing our doctrinal belief on a timeline of truth, we must trace truth back to its origin and not compromise for a more modern, acceptable, contemporary evolution.

I will concede momentarily that traditions are difficult to part with, particularly when they have been established over hundreds of years. This is why Paul said, “Beware lest any man spoil you through philosophy and vain deceit, after the tradition of men, after the rudiments of the world, and not after Christ. For in him (Jesus Christ) dwelleth all the fullness of the Godhead bodily” Colossians 2:8-9)! Nonetheless, our quest is not to justify or even to eliminate tradition, but rather to search out seminal truth.

The sixteenth chapter of the Gospel according to Matthew records a series of iconic questions that capture an exchange between Simon Bar-jona and the Son of the living God. Ignoring what everybody else called Him and the various cases of mistaken identity referenced by the other disciples (Elijah, a prophet sent from God, etc.), Jesus specifically asked Simon “Who do you say that I am?” When Simon verbalized his revelation and identified Jesus as “the Christ, the Son of the living God,” his own identity was transformed. In one conversation the foundation for the church was laid and the identity of the I AM forever revealed. In one encounter, Simon took on a new name (Peter), and the three keys to the kingdom of Heaven were placed into his possession.

Shortly thereafter, on the day of Pentecost, Peter preached a convicting message of promise and responsibility that pricked the heart of his audience, spurred them into action and compelled them to ask “What shall we do?” Their interest afforded Peter the opportunity to then furnish three, newly acquired keys for the first time. Eloquently, and under the anointing, Peter unlocked the door to salvation and answered their question by exhorting the upper room gathering to; 1) “Repent”, 2) to “be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins,” and 3) to “receive the gift of the Holy Ghost” – acts of faith and obedience that would empower them to effectively save themselves from the present “untoward generation” (Acts 2:38, 40).

The very next verse (Acts 2:41) reveals the results of the profound simplicity of the power of the preached Word when coupled with belief and action. Everyone within ear shot was convicted by Paul’s message– but not everyone received the word. It is worth mentioning that the Gospel is confrontational – it challenges the status quo of ecumenical religion and confronts the convenient doctrine of relevance and community acceptance.

In one of Jesus’ parables, the king said “many are called, but few are chosen.” This precise statement was made after the king disposed a wedding attendant into outer darkness for failure to put on garments appropriate for the occasion (Matthew 22:14). Then, Jesus compared the Kingdom of Heaven to this parable! Later Paul wrote to the church at Galatia, “For as many of you as have been baptized into Christ have put on Christ” (Galatians 3:27). Many are called, but few are chosen, yet much of the selection process has to do with choices we make after the initial call. In the same vein James wrote, “be ye doers of the Word, and not hearers only, deceiving your ownselves” (James 1:22). Just as there is a difference between hearing and listening, there is a difference between hearing and receiving. To hear is to acknowledge sound, to listen is to recognize words, but to receive is to believe those words. James admonished the New Testament church to guard themselves against getting to the place where they could hear the Word, and abstain from acting on what they had heard. Such ability is the art of ignorance (the state of those who either lack knowledge, or choose to ignore it), the result of rebellion, and the beginning of the end for those who deceive themselves beyond belief.

As the book of Acts will show us, the power of the Gospel is displayed when the Word is received. As established, to receive is to believe. Thus, belief brings with it required behavior – or action. Once again, it was James who said “faith without works is dead” – and who compared faith, or belief, apart from action, to a dead and spiritless body (James 2:26)! James also said, “I will shew thee my faith by my works” (James 2:18). Sure, it’s possible to act out of obedience, and not truly believe – but it’s impossible to sincerely believe and not act accordingly! This is why Apostolic preaching always demands a verdict (leads people to a decision) – and is why those who received the word (or believed), obeyed Peter’s doctrinal instruction and were baptized according to his prescription. Amazingly, approximately three thousand souls were ‘added’ to the church in one day! If there were any questions as to the method of baptism and the appropriate name to be pronounced in baptism, you would think someone would have questioned Peter. At the very least, surely one of the other eleven would have provided clarification and, if the clarification were needed, undoubtedly it too would have been recorded in Scripture!

Not only were throngs of people baptized in Jesus’ name, they “continued steadfastly in the Apostles’ doctrine” (Acts 2:42), further indication of their belief. Their receiving the Word was not temporal or conditional, it was continual, and the faith (or belief) they professed was substantiated, made manifest and sustained by their behavior, obedience and action.

The book of Acts, which records the actions of Jesus Christ through the Apostles, is replete with many infallible proofs. Likewise, “when they believed Philip preaching the things concerning the kingdom of God and the name of Jesus Christ, they were baptized, both men and women” (Acts 8:12). Later on in the same chapter, “when the apostles which were at Jerusalem heard that Samaria had received the word of God, they sent unto them Peter and John” (Acts 8:14). When Peter and John arrived in Samaria they discovered that the Samaritans had not received the Holy Ghost yet, and had only been baptized “in the Name of the Lord Jesus” up until that point (Acts 8:16). It was after Philip read the account of Calvary and preached about Jesus that the Ethiopian eunuch stopped his chariot by certain water and asked Philip to baptize him. Philip agreed to baptize him on the condition that he believed with all his heart. It was only when the eunuch answered, “I believe that Jesus Christ is the Son of God”, that Philip agreed to baptize him - and they “went down both into the water” (Acts 8:29-38).

There is no record of Philip indoctrinating the eunuch with the unknowable mystery of a triune Godhead. No! He simply and unquestionable preached to him, Jesus. After all, “Neither is there salvation in any other, for there is none other name under Heaven, given among men, whereby we must be saved” (Acts 4:12)!

Philip was not the only one who preached the necessity of baptism in Jesus’ Name. In Acts chapter ten Peter preached “To Him (Jesus) give all the prophets witness, that through His name whosoever believeth in Him shall receive remission of sins” (Acts 10:43). To underscore the point previously made that belief requires action, virtually everyone in Christendom would agree that baptism, in one form or another, is required for atonement, the washing away of one’s sins. Contrarily, no one with any credibility would conclude from Acts 10:43 that anyone who merely believes in Christ, whether they are baptized or not, can receive remission of sins. This would make null and void the necessity of baptism, and completely contradict Peter’s Day of Pentecost sermon, not to mention the emphatic letter he wrote to Timothy saying “baptism doth also now save us” (I Peter 3:21). The implied and agreed upon action or formula, required by the believer for remission of sins, following repentance, is baptism. To confirm and quell any doubt, verse 48 documents that Philip “commanded them to be baptized in the name of the Lord” (Acts 10:48). Most denominations accept a baptismal formula using three titles, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, but what about the apparent, face-value mandate by Philip to baptize in “the Name of the Lord?” Is not Lord a title also? Of course it is, but the argument is moot when you correctly acknowledge that the initial instruction was to baptize in “the name of the Lord,” not the title itself.

There have always been those who ignorantly reject and oppose the propagation of the gospel through private interpretation. This is how Saul, prior to his conversion, could imprison New Testament Christians in the name of Christ! Even with the tables turned, on the other side of the revelation of who Jesus Christ was and is, Paul (formerly Saul) found himself imprisoned, along with Silas. His firsthand experience dolling out persecution on the saints was not enough to deter him from preaching a message of truth - because there is power in the Name! Like the response of those who “gladly received the word” from Peter on the Day of Pentecost, the guards also asked Paul and Silas, “what must I do to be saved”’ Their response was, “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved, and thy house” (Acts 16:30-31). Outside the Catholic Church, no other protestant believer would interpret this verse to mean that one could believe and secure salvation for someone else. This would conflict with Paul’s writings to the Romans, “Know ye not, that so many of us as were baptized into Jesus Christ were baptized into his death? Therefore we are buried with him (Jesus Christ) by baptism…that like as Christ was raised up from the dead by the glory of the Father, even so we also should walk in newness of life” (Romans 6:3-4). Obviously, Paul and Silas’ statement included further instruction. Verse 33 demonstrates that the jailor’s acted on his belief in the Lord Jesus Christ by having Paul and Silas baptize him and his entire family!

While in the city of Ephesus, Paul inquired of a few who professed to follow Christ as to whether or not they had received the Holy Ghost. To Paul’s surprise, they had not even heard of the Holy Ghost before. So, he worked the plan of salvation backwards, step by step, and asked if they had at least been baptized. When they assured Paul that they had, according to John’s baptism of repentance, Paul preached to them that they should “believe on Him which should come after (John the Baptist), that is, on Christ Jesus.” When they heard this, “they were baptized in the name of the Lord Jesus” (Acts 19:1-5).

In Acts 9:34 Peter said unto a man named Aeneas, “Jesus Christ maketh thee whole: arise, and make thy bed,” and Aeneas arose immediately. In Acts chapter 16 there is a record of a young girl who was possessed with a demon. Paul and Silas prayed, and the spirit came out the same hour’ after they commanded it to depart “in the name of Jesus Christ.” Evidently, the possessed girl must have been in debt as a frequent client and contributor to the local soothsayers’ profitable business, for when they saw that she was delivered, and realized that the hope of their gains was gone, they turned Paul and Silas into the magistrates. Notice the timeless irony of their indictment, “These men, being Jews, do exceedingly trouble our city, and teach customs, which are not lawful for us to receive, neither to observe, being Romans” (Acts 16:16-21). Here again we have an instance where the Romans (birthplace of the Catholic Church) were unable to receive the Word, regardless of the powerful results.

I am very intrigued how mainstream Christianity can out of the corner of one side of their mouth recognize the healing power of His Name when it comes to physical ailment and the delivering power of His name when it comes to demon possession, but out of the other side, deny the power thereof when it comes to water baptism and remission of sins.

Paul was adamant about the name of Jesus Christ. Apparently, his reputation as a man of God in the city of Corinth caused certain followers to follow him. So much so, that the church loyalties were divided between Paul, Apollos, Cephas and even Christ! We see this today, a form of preacher religion; thousands of Christians fill pews on Sundays and follow popular televangelists and church pastors, never taking the time to search the Scriptures for themselves to sort out what they believe. Paul quickly put a halt to this practice saying, “Is Christ divided? was Paul crucified for you? or were ye baptized in the name of Paul? I thank God that I baptized none of you…lest any should say that I had baptized in mine own name” (I Corinthians 1:12-15). The inference Paul makes is that he did not die on the cross, Jesus did, and he did not espouse the heresy of baptism in the name of anyone other than He who was crucified! We catch a closer glimpse of the radical revelation Paul had about the Name, when we read where he said, “I am ready not to be bound only, but also to die at Jerusalem for the name of the Lord Jesus” (Acts 21:13).

Can there be any doubt then as to what name Paul baptized in?

Nowhere in the Bible can you find one instance, outside of Matthew 28:19, where anyone was baptized in the titles. Yet, we have just explored multiple instances where the apostles preached the Name and where believers were repeatedly baptized in the name of Jesus!

The Scriptures we have dissected during this short discourse have answered the question as to the necessity of baptism in Jesus Name. That being said, I realize that for some, even having considered Christ’s teachings, weighing all that is in the balance and eternally at stake, the simple truth is still too difficult to believe.

Regardless, the Gospel always demands a verdict, and exposed truth always leads pulls its audience towards a decision. The question is not about the necessity of water baptism in Jesus’ Name, but rather whether or not the plain, fundamental truth of water baptism in Jesus Name is too difficult for the inquisitive to receive. Or, is it that the admission of one’s folly, the sacrifice of one’s pride and the prospective (for some inevitable) pain of separation from one’s family, church and tradition, at the heart of the matter, too great for the argumentative to admit and difficult for the interrogative to deny? That is a legitimate question also.

Now, have you been baptized in Jesus’ Name, since you first believed? That is the question.

Midnight, Honey Nut Cheerios & Frosted Mini Wheats

2009-07-14T00:16:00.000-07:00

All concern with cholesterol levels aside, there is nothing like cereal just before midnight - especially with little cereal buddies. Better than the flavor of the milk once all of the honey nut cheerios and strawberry frosted mini-wheats have been eaten are the memories made during the munching. Sharing the same spoon, momentarily allowing manners to lapse, hearing our two-year old slurp and say 'this is fun Daddy!' is reason enough for a refill. In between bites, we laughed and giggled, told each other 'we wuved eachother sooo much!' and recited One God Bible verses. She melts my heart everytime she volunteers in Spanish, 'te quiero mucho Daddy!'

Thank you Jesus for the moments you have given us with our miracle. I will never cease to be grateful for the grace and mercy you showed me by sparing Tawni and Rori's lives during her premature entry into this world two and a half years ago. May we always take advantage of the moments and opportunities we have together with those we love the most. It's not Valentine's Day, but tell your husband or wife how madly in love you are with them anyway. It isn't Father's Day or Mother's Day either - but if you're fortunate to have parents in your life, call them and tell them how much they mean to you. Don't wait for a birthday to call your brother or sister, either. It doesn't always take a beautiful boquet of flowers or a restaurant reservation. Sometimes, all it takes is a few minutes, a bowl of milk and some cereal.

The Beauty of the Beaten

2009-07-08T00:23:00.000-07:00

Think of the ripe, tender olive that is, at varied stages of it's prime, plucked, pitted, left alone, pressed, crushed - and then beaten.

From beyond the thick badger skins of time that now veil your memory, recall the mental image you painted long ago, perhaps as a child in an Old Testament Bible study, of the golden candlestick - six knobbed branches protruding from a prominent trunk, budding into perfect almond bowls - skillfully carved with painstaking intricacy out of pure gold, one piece, beaten into shape.

Meet the rest of humanity at the Place of the Skull, and catch your own reflection in the eternal eyes of He who knew no sin, yet became sin, and hung there; stripped, stricken, plucked, pitted, left alone, cursed, pressed, whipped- and then beaten beyond recognition.

As you bow your head and cradle your temple in the palms of your own guilty hands you realize you are soaking wet, sweating profusely - only reality proves it isn't perspiration at all. Repenting, the next excruciating and painfully vulnerable moment reveals red blood, and with that revelation the condemning substance too is gone - and an aromatic apothecary instead is saturating both your hair and the hem of your garment. Amazingly, and with such grace you can somehow peer back up at an empty cross and share the smile you see through the clouds with those stumbling about beneath the weight of the rod, the spear, the mallet and the whip.

Without the 'beaten' there is no efficacious work of Calvary, atonement for sins, redemption or sufficient grace. Without the 'beaten' there is no olive oil with which to anoint the sick, the called, the sent - and without the 'beaten' the there is no ignited spirit, human candle of testimony or wick for burning worship.

The beauty of the beaten is not the anguish of the process - it is the end the result when He says 'it is finished.'

You too can learn to embrace the wave that dashes you against the Rock of ages.

TGFF

2009-07-02T23:51:00.000-07:00

Thank God for freedom.

Friday many will enjoy a brief reprieve from their normal work schedules, and on the eve of our country's 233rd birthday we will observe 'Independence Day.' Amidst the chaotic budget crisis California faces, we pause long enough to temporarily forget work furloughs, historic deficits and remember those who have served and sacrificed to pay the price for everyday freedoms we so often take for granted. In our State's Legislature, representatives adjourn each session 'in memory of' those who have passed away. Similarly, we will quickly mourn the passing of another 4th of July weekend. By dawn on Monday morning we will have buried our indebtedness with the immediate gratification of celebration, and return like slaves to the every day grind that is business as usual. That is human nature, I suppose - we are notorious for 'not realizing what we have until it's gone', for conveniently restricting recognition of our veterans to annual holidays, and for memorializing our heroes after they have passed. So, before you bum-rush the barbecue grill or assemble on a softball diamond, make an effort to find and salute a soldier, honor a Veteran, pray for our military families, place your hand over your heart and reaffirm your pledge of allegiance - with added emphasis on the words 'UNDER GOD' - to the greatest nation (in the world), the United States of America.

Thank God for freedom.

There is a freedom, however, that is eternal. Paul spoke of this in his first letter to the Corinthian church. In fact, it could be said that he penned the inaugural 'declaration of independence' when he wrote, 'Moreover, brethren, I declare unto you the gospel which I preached unto you, which also ye have received , and wherein ye stand, and by which also ye are saved' (1 Cor. 15:1-2). The original declaration of independence, of course, is the 'Gospel' - or good news - of Jesus' birth, life, ministry, death, burial and subsequent resurrection, which Paul preached. Because of the ultimate price that Jesus Christ paid on the cross, you and I can experience the abundant life and liberty - herein and hereafter - that only comes with the Independence He purchased for us. So, during our every day devotion let us be cautious not to hastily rush past the gates of His presence without first giving adequate thanks for all He has done, and for all He is doing; a sanctuary where there is safety, a local, assembled body where there is liberty, an unfettered pulpit, and an unintimidated man or woman of God with an anointed utterance.

Thank God for freedom.

I Am Not Ashamed

2009-06-29T23:41:00.000-07:00

Have you ever thought to ask a Christian whether or not they were 'ashamed' of the Gospel - you know, the birth, life, ministry, death, burial and resurrection of Jesus Christ? Think about it, you'd have to be selective wouldn't you? Who came to mind? If anyone did, why them in particular? You wouldn't think to ask the question of someone who was obviously unashamed, right? So, let's say you actually decided to ask the first person who came to mind - do you really think they'd admit to it, if in fact they were ashamed of any part or all that is associated with the 'good news?' I'd guess probably not.

Paul, a servant of Jesus Christ, called to be an apostle, separated unto the gospel of God (Romans 1:1) wrote, 'For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ...' (Romans 1:16). By itself, Paul's definitive statement 'I am not ashamed' to the church in Rome implies that it is possible for a someone who has 'believed' to be ashamed. The fact that he made such a statement is sufficient evidence that there must have been believers who were presently struggling with the issue Paul aptly pivoted upon. The fact that Paul's statement was recorded and included in our Holy manuscript means that there is also definite, hermeneutic, life application for us today.

If then it is possible to be 'ashamed', and there are 'believers' among us who are ashamed - what is the evidence? How can you tell? Who could blatantly confess being 'ashamed' and at the same time profess to be a 'believer?' Sure, a new believer might be uncertain and even unstable - but that's the result of a lack of knowledge, depth and confidence that only comes with discipleship, devotion and time - not the result of being 'ashamed.'

I propose that those who are 'ashamed' - those who are embarrassed to be at once a servant of Jesus Christ, sent and separated unto the Gospel, as Paul was - do not believe. Ultimately, it is those who do not believe the full gospel that are subsequently ashamed of the gospel. I know people in this sad condition; some of them were close friends, some of them are still in full-time 'ministry', others have 'backslidden' and made absolute wrecks of their lives altogether.

Of course, they won't admit it. It is not what is said, but what is done that speaks volumes - actions speak louder than words.
The behavior of the 'unbelieving' and sure signs of the 'ashamed' are attempts to reason tradition away with new, progressive revelation (and ironically, new traditions), to question longstanding, culturally appropriate and principled standards and convictions (and replace them, ironically, with new standards) aimed towards undermining and eventually eroding away core, seminal, foundational and transcendent, doctrinal truths. Afterall, if you aren't ashamed, you don't have a problem believing. It's rarely the new convert who second guesses giving anything up for the new found joy - it's usually the coddled blue bloods who've been around, handed everything, and know relatively little else. Many times, it is the same entitlement mentality, and the assumption that they 'know more' and 'can't be taught anything' because of their heritage or the bitterness stemming from personal encounters with hypocrisy and inconsistency in ministry that is their folly.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons Paul instructed the church in Thessalonica to 'know them that labor among you - and are over you...'(I Thess. 5:12). It is easier said than done, easier discussed in seminary and preached from a pulpit than lived during the week - but that's where the true test is passed. Are you ashamed or not? It's not about what is easier, more convenient, or generally accepted in the community. It's not even really about our preference, what is relevant or relative - it's about carrying the cross daily. Jesus said, 'If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily , and follow me.' The way of the cross is a reasonable service that requires sacrifice of self - not accommodation of self.

There are those who are not willing to do that. Knowing this, Jesus said, 'whosoever will save his life shall lose it: but whosoever will lose his life for my sake, the same shall save it. For what is a man advantaged , if he gain the whole world, and lose himself, or be cast away ? For whosoever shall be ashamed of me and of my words, of him shall the Son of man be ashamed.'

Our unwillingness to carry our cross, and make the necessary sacrifices of self is connected with 'shame.' I'm not looking for a lighter cross. Yes, the load may be heavy to bear at times, but that suits the Christian posture well - especially the believer who is following for a trail - a trail traced in blood, the spotless blood of the Lamb Who gave His life for me.

'For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth...'(Romans 1:16).

The Quest-ion

2009-06-22T17:17:00.000-07:00

What is a conviction? Is it something you would die for, or over, before compromising? Is it a personal, intrinsic sense of guilt or wrong-doing, a verdict reached by a judge and jury, based on a prerequisite set of rules?

What are rules? What is a rule? Why do we call guidelines, parameters, standards or restrictions, ‘rules?’ How is that a fair reference for an objective fact?

Someone said, ‘Rules are meant to be broken.’ Who said that? Why did they say that? What injustice, mistake, or inconsistency at stake produced such a blanket statement?
Is this fallacy or truth? Is it morally or ethically right? Is this possible? Can rules be broken, bent, or are they only ignored and disobeyed? And, if not the rules, what then is broken if they are ignored or disobeyed?

Is someone who upholds the rules only called a ‘ruler’ because someone who ‘breaks’ the rules is considered ‘unruly?’

Why is a ruler either a pompous dictator or measuring stick? Why are element rulers always straight, but human rulers aren’t?

Who makes the rules? Who enforces the rules. Why are rules enforced? Who’s the real ruler, the manufacturing company who makes the ruler, the royal parent-progenitors, the legislating elected, or the voting body who of their own volition acquiesce to a particular authority?

What is the ‘exception to the rule?’ Are there exceptions? What are exceptions made for, who are they made for? What does that mean and how does it apply to you?

Is there anything absolute? Is there an Authority?

Of course there is. And if there is, which we’ve established, then there are rules. If there are rules, then they must be both upheld and played by with conviction.

You see, it’s all about the question. The heart of your question will betray the answer you're looking for. Ask yourself - are you asking the interrogative question – to argue, or are you asking the inquisitive question out of a sincere heart that truly desires to learn more?

That is the question.

Happy Friday!

2009-06-19T15:30:00.000-07:00

Happy Friday! Make the most of this Father's Day weekend - and don't forget your Heavenly Father either!

The Prescription

2009-06-16T16:11:00.000-07:00

'When thirsty, draw from a well. If there is no well, dig one. If you don’t have a shovel, use your hands. If you have no hands, use your feet. If you have no feet, pray for rain. If it’s the dead of summer, die trusting that God will quench your thirst.'

Instinctively, we look for a convenience store instead. We take a drink. It’s easier that way, our immediate thirst is satisfied – and we can always go back. It just makes sense. Skill sets and tools aren’t necessary – besides, it’s a whole lot easier when someone hands it to you.

Over the years we've invested countless hours with hundreds of young people, parents, extended family members - peers, and young men aspiring for ministry.
Read our post below about LIFE, for context. Some of them make it, some of them don't.

I’ve marveled at the unfortunate result of broken homes, for instance. When father and or mother only keep the faith during service, there is no wonder why children are tempted to reduce the Gospel or reject it altogether, and blame the church. In many cases, parents are guilty of having only a form of Godliness, and have thus created this inequity in their homes by denying its true working power. Still, surprisingly, some siblings pull through, and, though grossly imperfect, choose righteousness. I know, because my sisters and I were some of those kids.

I’ve seen people offered and subsequently accept positions they were, by all means, unqualified for and unworthy of. I’ve seen people passed over for position, only to see those appointed fall flat on their face – because somewhere the anointing apothecary was spotted by iniquitous insects. I know, because I have not only seen both, I have been both the observer and the unworthy.

In time, however, all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

How do we make it? How do we avoid inevitable pitfalls that threaten to leave us broken, jaded, cynical, skeptical and untrusting?

We do so by taking Titus’ prescription for preventive care into consideration: a pure heart. I know, because I’ve had to keep my prescription current.

Titus 1:15 - Unto the pure all things are pure: but unto them that are defiled and unbelieving is nothing pure; but even their mind and conscience is defiled.

Periodic Elements of Life

2009-06-09T11:43:00.000-07:00

When Milton Bradley invented the game of LIFE in 1860-he almost had it right. Life has a definite start (at conception), and, unless you're like Enoch or Elijah, it also has a certain end. There are other trite similarities between the game of and LIFE itself - like the fact that the cars we drive and even some people we know, are plastic (you can't always blame elective surgery for that!).
I said Milton Bradley 'almost' had it right, because while his boardgame mimicks LIFE, life itself is not a game-it is a serious journey.

The Apostle Paul practically penned his own epitaph in his second epistle (letter) to his son in the Gospel. After describing the condition of LIFE, issuing words of encouragement, challenging and instructing, Paul concluded with this:

'For I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure is at hand. I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith:' (2 Tim. 4:6-7).

Paul summarized the journey of his LIFE in sixteen words-'I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith.'

In the journey of LIFE, there will be ups and downs, hills and valleys, tragedies and surprises-there will be bouts, courses and season. At some point in life, every man will step into the ring, onto the track or into the course with only a God-given measure of faith. At the end of life, we end up at one of two inevitable, inescapable destinations. One would think that the knowledge of hell would be a deterrent enough, or that the hope of Heaven would serve as sufficient motivation, it is the sum total of the daily journey of LIFE that ultimately determines our destiny.

Obtaining the desired outcome is predicated by how we deal with the periodic elements of LIFE; the fight, the course, the faith.

Faith without action is paralyzed (James 2:26), so we 'contend for the faith' (Jude 1:3).

Paul didn't say he 'won' every fight, he just said he 'fought'- and put up a 'good fight' at that. He gave it his best. He stayed in the ring and went toe-to-toe on the canvas until the final round. Determining to fight is a prerequisitive to triumph, and fighting for all you've got is imperative, because if you're fight isn't sustained and you fail to 'finish', then you're effort was for not.

Paul said he 'finished' the course. He didn't quit half-way, throw in the towel or tap out. He ran the race with patience. He learned to forget about his past, to bury it in the blood of the cross and continually press towards the mark Christ had set for him!

Life is but a vapor and at some point this journey will end; it may end prematurely or in the glory of old age. When we stand at attention before the great white throne on the other side of a trumpet sound, will we be able to say we have 'finished' the course? To fight is to be true, and to finish is essential-but what are we contending for? If we fight every round and cross the finish line-but fail to keep the faith, than we have fought for a lost cause!

Most importantly, Paul said 'I have kept the faith.'

In the journey of LIFE there will be a fight, there will be a course- and you will have faith in Someone, someone or something. The challenge today, or tomorrow, or whenever you meet your adversary, confront temptation, or experience a trial- is to 'fight' (a good fight), 'finish' (your course), and 'keep' (the Faith).

Remember these equations: LIFE= Fight, Course + Faith. However: Fight, Course, the Faith+ Fight, Finish, Keep= LIFE (eternal)

So fight on, run on, endure hardness as a good soldier-and most importantly, keep the faith, that is, in Christ Jesus!

Enough is Enough

2009-05-21T17:09:00.000-07:00

In California, certain powers that be circumvented the legislative minority, and proposed their alleged acts of reform to the people - the people listened, and they responded. On Tuesday, the outspoken message cast by the majority of voters was simply, 'We refuse to be taxed - temporarily, or otherwise.' Ronald Reagan went to his grave with similar hopes, believing that he'd receive the spending cap he traded temporary taxes for - but it never happened. What's the saying - 'those who fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it?'

The same principle is true in the spiritual Kingdom of God. At what point is 'enough' enough? When will 'the people' rise to at least a close assemblance of unanimity, revolt against the present darkness and declare that the proverbial buck stops here? Too often we negotiate, cave in, compromise, concede and relinquish what rightfully belongs to us, to the evil majority that dominates many aspects of our culture, the overwhelming pressure of peer influence and a God-less society. All too frequently we give things up that we have worked so long and hard for, for what? For programs, promises and perks?

In conclusion, I'll borrow the lyrics to a gospel song that is a propo for the moment: 'I refuse to lose, I'm not backing down, God promised this to me - this is Holy ground. So, Satan back up and get your hands off of me - I refuse to lose, I have authority!'

Reagan and the Pentecostals

2009-05-05T17:39:00.000-07:00

A couple of weeks ago Assemblyman Miller hosted Michael Reagan prior to an anti-tax rally on the steps of the Capitol - and I had the honor of entertaining and escorting Mr. Reagan. I've posted a couple of photographs - and particularly enjoy the one taken beneath the official gubernatorial photo of his late father, former Governor of CA and President of the United States, Ronald Reagan.

Mr. Michael Reagan shared so many wonderful insights rgarding the dangers of compromise and tax negotiation with the Assemblymembers and legislative staff who gathered for a closed session meeting - but I'll never forget something he shared with me over coffee earlier in the morning. He said someone asked him to point out the difference between Republicans and Democrats. His answer, a sad reality laced with with humor and truth was, 'The only difference is that it takes Republicans a week longer to become Communists!'

Apply that political shoe, and put it on the feet of Pentecostals - amid the mainstream of Christianity where millions worldwide now claim Pentecost. What's the difference? What distinguishes us from the rest? Is the only difference between conservative and liberal, between WPF and UPC or ALJC a matter of time? In time will it be said that it only took us a little bit longer to compromise with the culture?

God forbid. I am Apostolic and the distinguishing characteristics that define my identity are neither inherited, nor emergent. They have been and are being born in me, simultaneously old and new - yet unchanged from the beginning, perpetually affording me the oppurtunity to be a part of something transcendent.

A Better Idea: The Transcendent Church

2009-04-27T22:46:00.000-07:00

We have a few friends - one was born in Turkey, Lebanon, and the other Afghanistan. They own incredible testimonies. As Muslims, each of them encountered epistles - living letters, witnesses, examples of Christ. A common thread in their conversion experience was that each of them 1) met 'Christians' who believed in One God (not a Trinity), and 2) embodied distinct holiness (separation from the world, particularly noticeable among women). Imagine that. The short end of a long story still being written is that each of them are now too one God believing, Jesus' Name baptized and Holy Ghost filled...

'Christians' yes, in the very truest, original Antiochian sense of the word. Sadly, 'Christian' is only an association anymore - we're all Christians, with very little distinction. The term is much too diluted these days. Pentecostal? Sure, still relevant - but everyone claims Pentecost, even if their actions only parallel select portions of Acts chapter 2. Apostolics? We're narrowing it down now-at least this handle assumes adherence to the Apostles' Doctrine - but how long before we have to further distinguish ourselves?

One of the reasons the 'Emergent Church' movement built so much momentum was because it didn't market an alternative identity - it presented an idea, a concept. My Pastor once said something to the effect that, 'you don't overcome ideas with doctrine - you combat ideas with better ideas.' If the wisest man (Solomon) said there is nothing new under the sun, than why would we ever attempt to counter the 'new' with something 'newer?' At the same time, to the same end, referring to and reviving the 'old' may, by itself, succeed in simulation, but will fail in stimulation. Perhaps the greatest idea then is that which creates a nexus - a cross if you will - that forever bridges the growing gap between the ancient, the passing present and the future new.

I've heard some call it the Timeless, or even better - the Transcendent Church Movement. YES! That somehow encompasses the essence of Christianity, Pentecost and what it means to be Apostolic all at once. That is what each of my former Muslims friends would consider themselves a part of. Lance Appleton once put it this way ' I am a One-God, Apostolic, Tongue-talking, Holy-roller, Born again, heaven-bound, believer in the liberating power of Jesus Name...I believe in Holiness and I suggest that you do the same!'

NorCal Youth Revival - April 16th & 17th

2009-04-09T14:12:00.000-07:00

No Limits - Next Week!

2009-02-26T15:33:00.000-08:00

No Limits begins with Innovate on Monday. No Limits the Conference begins Wednesday night. So many memories, messages, altar/alter experiences, friends, food and good times! The skinny guy in the above picture pulling the world in a wagon reintroduced some 9 year old nostalgia to me; pulling off the riviera road, fending off farm dogs, walking out into the field with a photographer in tow. I remember who I was with, what I was wearing, where we ate before, what we talked about and what we did after.
Wow, how time flies and life changes. How friendships fade and resurface. I don't fit in that suit anymore and those shoes have long since been forfeited. Somethings stand the test of time, like the call to ministry. Somehow, through all of the change - our hand is still to the plow (or pulling the wagon you might say), and the weight of the world is just as real as it has ever been. So what about the world - what have we done? What ARE we doing about it? Our world- our city, our neighborhood community, our place of occupation, our school campus, our home? God, help us to 'take the limits off' and allow You to do what You want, through us.

NorCal Youth Revival Tour

2009-02-05T11:03:00.000-08:00

From top to bottom (geographically), starting in Redding...coming to you next!

You've Got Mail

2009-01-26T22:53:00.001-08:00

The familiar site of a stuffed mailbox always brings a smile to my face for some strange reason, I don't even mind the mounds of junk mail, ask my dear husband I'm a catalog collector (they just might save me that cute black skirt from 3 seasons ago, you never know). Everyday I come home from work and the first thing I do is check the mail box to see what the kind USPS delivery man has brought just for me and my house.

Tonight we rushed home from work, ate something fast, rushed off to prayer at church and then out to coffee with friends, a quick trip to the grocery store and when we got home I was ready for bed, but wait!!! I missed my ritual trip to the mail box, so at 10:45 pm I made my way to the front porch, unlocked the mailbox and pulled out the various pieces...junk mail, bills, a couple of packages, a catalog and a piece of mail that looked like one of those mortgage offers that you get hundreds of once you buy a house, I almost threw it away, but I opened it "just in case" and to my delight there was a check inside from a class action suit that was settled and we were one of many on the list to get a part of the settlement. There is much more meaning behind the check, but that's another story for another blog post. Tonight I am simply and eternally grateful for God's mercy, grace and HIS blessings that I can't even explain they are INDESCRIBABLE!!!

If you live within driving distance of the Rock Church, please don't wait another minute to join us in service. God has been performing the miraculous and it is amazing! From backsliders finding their way back home, to people being filled with HIS holy ghost for the first time, diseases being healed, and financial miracles - God has NO LIMITS, watch out world!!!

Timeless

2009-01-21T23:25:00.001-08:00

This is a great photograph taken from the city of Mumbai, more commonly known as Bombay. Washed in sepia tones, the suspended timepiece reminds us that time ticks on without regard for life or destruction. Irrespective of construction or catastrophe, time's militia marches on with a militant like mandate.
Eventually, time too will end. In that moment, when everything else has vanished, we will 'know and be known.' When time expires and no one else remembers your employment, the Mercedes or the custom suit, just what will they know, and how will we be remembered?

That's something worth keeping in mind if you plan to be around others somewhere for eternity. Daily, our calendar alarm system gives us the opportunity to act on the words of my Pastor, who, echoing Elder Grisham's wisdom, taught us to 'do something everyday that will outlive you.'

Preach passionately, teach effectively, communicate clearly; place a call, whisper sweet 'somethings', write a memo, letter, send a card - even an email or text message. Take time and make memories, good, long-lasting ones.

Faith and Specificity

2009-01-16T13:38:00.000-08:00

I love this picture. It illustrates the innocence of youth coupled with child-like faith in the Father who takes good pleasure in providing for His own. It initiated flashbacks, child-hood memories and specific prayers that I prayed, and God answered.

A close friend and I shared something from this past week's Bible reading and devotion that jumped out to both of us. It is amazing how specific the Israelites were particularly when they prayed to Jehovah, when they fleeced Him for direction and were trying to determine the 'will of God', if you will. The servants were no exception!

'The one who not only offers me a drink, but who also offers to draw water for all of my camels - she will be the one God has chosen for my Master's son.' There are multiple examples, but here the servant responds to his master's call and embarks on the journey with general, yet minimal direction. With a lot at stake (lineage, blessing, etc.), the servant takes it upon himself to pray specifically, and asked for a specific sign. Repeatedly, the results are the eventual receipt of the exact specifications of each request.

I can remember praying as a 4-year old on a family stroll for God to cause two swans which were swimming away from us in the lagoon, to turn around, climb out ad put their bills in my hand. No sooner had I opened my eyes than they reversed their course, and did just as I had child-like faith to ask. I recall praying as a ten-year old 5th grader for God to make a way for our family to live in a real house (as Home Missionaries, we'd been living in a grocery store we were renovating into a sanctuary). I will never forget the day the City Clerk evicted our family for living in unpermissable arrangements, or the day a generous property owner made a way for us to move into one of his townhomes. Then, there's the prayer I began at the age of 12 and have repeated through the years, where I've asked for God's favor - and to be one of His favorites.

In the grand scheme of life I don't know how relevant those prayers were, or how much they directly accomplished-unless you consider the faith that was fostered, allowed to grow, and encouraged to be become specific.

Too many times as analysts, critics, intellectuals- or quite frankly as adults- we second guess everything and leave the details to Him in the name of 'trust' and 'God knows' when quite possibly He could be awaiting our specificity.

I was inspired again, and am determined to challenge my own faith by being more specific with the One who can with a spoken Word create evidence out of things not seen, from the substance of things we hope for.

Friday Experiences, Testimonies and Fluorescent Lights

2009-01-10T00:31:00.000-08:00

Tonight, during the High School breakout of TRGYC's January Experience, we heard the live, awesome testimony of a Turkish Muslim who converted to Christianity nearly four years ago. Aydin Coskun of Calgary, Alberta Canada shared the saga of his seven year quest spanning 21 nations in search for truth, self-identity, and peace of mind. He relived for us the coffee-shop Bible study experience where the revelation of the mighty God in Christ was illuminated for him, 'like a giant fluorescent light.' If revelation is the art of the Spirit, than we know it wasn't fluorescent or incandescent light really, but rather it was the natural, transparent light of Truth from above - an experience that cannot be extinguished, and light that cannot be quenched.

Brother Aydin, thanks for sharing your testimony and letting your light shine to a room full of High School students and teenagers. Friends like you and Sam Hassas are modern-day, living epistles and a reminder to us that light can only be successful when it is allowed to confront the darkness beyond the insulation of a bushel.

Each one of us have our own 'historic' and unique introduction to Truth - our own experience, our own testimony, our own light. Don't make light of it, make a light out of it and allow your personal experience to penetrate the darkness around you. The world is suffering because of too many closet Christians - or should I say Sunday Christians.

This little light of mine, I'm going to let it shine, let it shine, let it shine...

Redeeming Thursday

2009-01-07T23:00:00.000-08:00

Someone said 'a wealthy man is not one who has most everything, but one who makes the most of everything he has.' All we are born with in this life is a natural body, a spirit and time. If the average life span of a human being is 75 years and can be reduced to 365 day-24 hour-60 minute increments, and the spirit, which is eternal, hangs in a balance between Heaven and Hell, just how important and imperative is it that we redeem the time that we do have?! Add the evil of our day to the equation, and the Apostle's mandate looms larger than ever before as we consider resolutions, habit changes and the brand new year ahead.

Paul challenged the saints at Ephesus to 'walk circumspectly (watchful, cautiously, discretely), not as fools, but as wise,
redeeming the time, because the days are evil' (Ephesians 5:15-16).

That's good advice. Time is an ultimate measuring tool and barometer of sorts. How much time will we give an account for? How much time are we borrowing, losing, spending, taking, investing, redeeming? How much time are we praying, sharing, learning, loving, communicating? Go ahead - take it back, share it, give it away, spend it with Him and those you love - it's Wednesday, but tomorrow is Thursday and January 8th is as good a day to wrest away from evil as any.

Listen to the Voice of Truth

2009-01-04T16:53:00.000-08:00

'Oh, what I would do to have the kind of faith it takes
To climb out of this boat I'm in onto the crashing waves
To step out of my comfort zone into the realm of the unknown
Where Jesus is, and he's holding out his hand

But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The waves they keep on telling me time and time again
"Boy, you'll never win, you'll never win."

Oh, what I would do to have the kind of strength it takes
To stand before a giant with just a sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors
shaking in their armor, wishing they'd have had the strength to stand

But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me time and time again
"Boy you'll never win, you'll never win."

But the stone was just the right size to put the giant on the ground
and the waves they don't seem so high from on top of them looking down
I will soar with the wings of eagles when I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus singing over me

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
The voice of truth says do not be afraid
And the voice of truth says this is for my glory
Out of all the voices calling out to me I will choose to listen and believe
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth.'

In 2009, do not be afraid - listen to the Voice of Truth, believe and overcome by the blood of the Lamb and the word of your testimony.

*Words by Casting Crowns

Even on New Year's Eve

2008-12-31T11:28:00.000-08:00

If the following items didn't find their way into your stocking, beneath your tree - or weren't even on your wish list to begin with, here are three purchases we recommend you budgeting for the new year:

1. One-year, chronological Bible
2. Gym membership
3. iPhone

If eating and living healthier is one of your new year's resolutions, there's no better way to jump start that endeavor than by purposing to set aside time for daily devotion. Spiritual health is connected to total wellness, and the simple prescription for spiritual growth and development is daily prayer and reading of God's Word (the Bible).

Next, get a gym membership and incentivize yourself by paying for a year in advance- you might even get a better deal this way. Take classes, pedal away, triumph over the treadmill, shoot some hoops, tone your muscle groups. Bodily exercise may only profit a little, but that little can go a long way over a long period of time.

Lastly, if you don't have to mortgage your house, buy an iPhone. It's a great piece of technology with helpful apps including useful calendars, note pads, task lists and reminders to keep you on track with your new year's resolutions.

There's a good chance you've tried making these resolutions before, and have failed. Don't be discouraged- the best resolutions are worth keeping, and thus repeating. I like Paul's perspective, and the way he summed up his life-long purpose and daily intention:

'Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before,
I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus (Phil. 3:13-14). '

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Our Favorite Gift

2008-12-26T09:56:00.000-08:00

It's December 26th, but Christmas isn't over. Sure, retailers may cease from commercially celebrating this marketable season for another year, but the gift of the birth of Christ in the hearts of people is still brand new experience each and every day for millions. So, Christmas continues - but suffice it to say, there aren't any more presents around the base of our decorated Douglas Fir. We had a wonderful time this year with family, immediate, extended, and friends. The economic downturn didn't have the slightest affect on the time we spent or the memories we made.

Our favorite gift this year really wasn't ours, it was Rori's. It wasn't even wrapped - it was stuffed in her stocking.
What was it?? It was a little manger scene with figurines of Mary, Joseph, wise men, sheep and last but not least...baby Jesus.
(or 'baby Jee-suths!' as Rori exclaims). 'Baby Jesus' is no bigger than a clenched, two-year old fist and that's where He snuggled through the duration of our opening Christmas presents. He was kissed over and over, His name repeated every few minutes- and He even joined us at the table for breakfast burritos, salsa, potatoes, orange juice and coffee (compliments of Tawni, Mom, LeSharon and Crystal). Here's a picture from breakfast:

2 homes, 10 hours, 15 relatives and however many gifts later (including her first tricycle!) we pulled back into our driveway for more family time and desserts. The first thing Rori scrambled to find and could say when we walked in the door was, 'Baby Jee-suths!!!'

We looked at eachother and couldn't help but harbor tears in our eyes, we're doing something right! Who would've thought a $1 manger scene from the Dollar Tree could bring a little one (and her family) so much joy.

Whatever your favorite gift is this year, our prayer is that you too would be willing to cast all else aside and remember the most important gift of all - baby Jesus. As Fred Hammond sang, 'He is not just a baby - He is King!'

Merry Christmas!

2008-12-24T19:20:00.000-08:00

Hurry, it's Christmas eve - buy this (only 99 cents) and add it to your annual Christmas song repertoire, then have a very, Merry Christmas everyone!

Promised pics from prior post

2008-12-20T16:25:00.000-08:00

Here are the pics I promised a couple of days ago from Redlands Youth Retreat

Worship service...

Altar service...

Rapping contest...

Sit-down soccer...

A view of the Gazebo and Chapel from my porch, B.S. (before snow)...

Me outside my cabin, in the freshly fallen snow...

Family dinner at 'OG', aka Olive Garden...

Get Wrapped Up In The Little Things

2008-12-18T13:23:00.001-08:00

My motto for this Christmas Season is “Get Wrapped Up In The Little Things!” I intend to spend my time off this holiday with family, friends, my fireplace and a few good books. What activities do I have planned, well here’s my wish list…

Spend lots of time with Johannes & Rori Lane

photo courtesy of Scott Andrew Fine Photography

Part of which will be spent trying out potty training Rori (please pray for me)

Baking Christmas, New Years and whatever holidays I make up COOKIES while listening to Alabama sing "Thistlehair the Christmas Bear" or Sarah Brightman's version of "Silent Night" and just maybe "I Want a Hippopotamus For Christmas"

SHOPPING until I drop

And my Holiday resolution this year, which I’m trying to start before 2009 even gets here is to…

Everything in life should be SIMPLIFIED, that doesn’t mean you have to lose the significance or “specialness” of any tradition or throw out EVERYTHING in your garage, but we can all use a little clean up, right?

Who needs Twitter , lol?

2008-12-17T09:42:00.000-08:00

I'll post some pics from our recent expedition ASAP.

Friday, Dec. 12:
12:00am: get home from Crystal's 22nd birthday at Leatherby's
5:00am: alarm clock goes off, an hour before we're supposed to leave
6:00am: jump out of bed in a panic, overslept an hour
6:20am: Infiniti flies out of the driveway
7:50am: board Southwest flight to Ontario, CA
9:05am: land in Ontario, claim check-in bags
9:45am: hop in car with Brandon Wilmoth
10:15am: eat a chorizo & egg burrito at Baker's
10:50am: tee off at Shandin Hills
2:15pm: Brandon birdies the 15th hole w/ a 45 ft chip-in off the green
2:30pm: abandon Shandin Hills on the 16th hole
2:45pm: shower, change, relax
3:45pm: ate dinner @ Red Robin w/ Brandon
4:45pm: headed for the mountains & Redlands Youth Retreat
5:30pm: arrived at Mile High Pines - met each young person in the Dining Hall
6:00pm: turned wall heater on HIGH; reflected, prayed, reviewed notes
7:15pm: met for prayer in the chapel
7:30pm: Andrew Simpson led accoustic worship service
7:40pm: pre-sermon altar call; God's Spirit moves powerfully
8:45pm: still praying with young people; word of knowledge in operation- God calls young man to ministry in the local church; 2 receive the Holy Ghost!
9:00pm: 10 minute regroup message about 'making up our minds' & dismissal (get a text that God moved back home in Sac during our youth service)
9:30pm: fun & games, a chili-cheese dog & diet coke
12:00am: fall asleep in Shepherds Rest

Saturday, Dec. 13:

8:30am: breakfast bell wakes me up
8:45am: eat 2 pancakes, drink hot chocolate (its freezing)
10:15am: met for prayer in the chapel
10:30am: Ray led accoustic worship service
11:00am: Pastor BJ Wilmoth begins to preach a powerful message about creating a defensible area of your life where sin's fire cannot reach
11:05am: Bro. Wilmoth stops - unknowingly, points to same young & says 'you're going to be our next Jr. High Pastor; young man whips around & looks at me- very cool God moment!
11:45am: everyone huddles around their Pastor, praying
12:00pm: lunchtime; sandwich, peaches, orange & apple
1:00pm: phone calls home, prayer time
3:00pm: lay before the Lord (ok, I took a nap)
4:30pm: reflect, pray, review notes
5:30pm: Dinner; trying to be good, only ate a salad.
6:00pm: shower, dress for church; more prayer
7:15pm: met for prayer in the chapel
7:30pm: Nathan & Stacy White lead worship
8:00pm: preach a message about 'The Called Out Ones'
8:45pm: altars fill, God 'calls people out' & touches lives again
9:15pm: advised we need to leave or get snowed in (it snowed during service)
10:15pm: arrive at Chili's -eat a salad (ok, & burger bites)
12:00am: unload at Brandon & Rachael's house, stay up talking
1:00am: crash

Sunday, Dec. 14:
8:00am: alarm goes off, spend some time in prayer
9:00am: shave, shower, get ready for church
9:45am: run to Panera - Brandon eats a chocolate pastry
10:00am: service starts
10:45am: some youth pastor from Sacramento preaches
11:30: church responds, altars fill -1 man receives the Holy Ghost!
12:30: eat at Olive Garden w/ the entire Wilmoth family, Ralph, Chris & Logan McCorckle
2:30pm: Todd aborts his Sunday nap and drives me to airport
4:10pm: check in bags & board Southwest flight
5:30pm: land in Sacramento
6:00pm: the most beautiful red-head in the world picks me up, we kiss and head stratight to church
6:30pm: a packed church-house enjoys TRC's Childrens' Christmas Musical:'Dr. New Heart's Christmas'
9:00pm: eat at Cheesecake Factory with family & friends

My Favorite Team

2008-12-08T17:07:00.000-08:00

'Let the elders that rule well be counted worthy of double honour, especially they who labour in the word and doctrine' (I Tim. 5:17). Our purpose for this post is to publicly recognize the TRGYC nucleus, those who have been with us since day one, and whom we work together hand-in-hand with almost daily. While they may not chronologically qualify as elders, their tenure, growth and leadership, both in their personal relationship with God and in our local youth ministry IS most definitely worthy of double-honor. We are not wise when we compare ourselves among ourselves, but for a moment we will happily risk foolishness and proudly suggest that we have been privileged to work with one of the greatest youth ministry teams ever. There's not enough room to detail all they exactly do - and if you've ever been involved in youth ministry then you understand. Because of their leadership and labor in the doctrine and the Word, our young people have a better chance of 'becoming' and making it to Heaven. We love you all!

James & Emily Wilder, College & Career Pastor and Mission242 Founder/Director
Scott & Lalia Wilder, High School Experience facilitators & worship leader
Anthony & Sara Pizarro, Jr. High Experience facilitators
Kim Gutierrez, Jr. High Experience & InsideOutreach facilitator,
Nate & Amanda Sweetin, Creative mind & worship leaders
Steven Jones, Personal Assistant

Friday Manna

2008-12-05T14:11:00.000-08:00

I grew up in the Bay Area. Naturally, when you wanted a Burger (notice the capital 'B'), you drove full speed down Webster Street until you ran into Nation's Giant Burgers. Nearly 11 years ago Sacramento introduced me to a somewhat steady diet of In-n-Out. I'll admit, sometimes there's nothing better after a Friday night youth service or activity than a double-double, well-done, no onions, with mustard instead of spread, light on the lettuce & tomato cheese burger, buns lightly toasted.
All that to say In-n-Out is still a fast food burger. For a sit down experience, ladies & gentlemen, it's all about The Squeeze-Inn, my new favorite BURGER (look out Nation's).

I'm scheming for a way to introduce our youth ministry to The Squeeze-Inn on a Friday night. The challenge is they close @ 8pm. Think they'd stay open late for us?

Here's the process - process is critical to the product.

The BBQ-Bacon-Cheeseburger at the Galt location is unbelievable. It's quite possibly the modern-day equivalent to Israeli manna in the wilderness.

The Santa 'Clause'

2008-12-04T00:21:00.000-08:00

Santa Claus was sighted on 2nd Avenue in Elk Grove today - a matinee appearance for this Merry season.

Much to the chagrin of one little girl who was sorely disappointed to learn of the truth, the Santa 'Clause' is that it really wasn't Santa Claus at all. Now, we don't instill the make-belief that Santa exists anyway, but it is good for children to grow-up with a sense of fantasy and wonder. Besides, it was an excuse to get together and a lot of fun. It's a lot more fun when you don't have to wait in a long line or plop your child in some perverted stranger's lap. Our 'Santa' was a 6-foot, 16 year old who is strong as an ox, can press more with his triceps than I can with my legs- and yet has a tender heart that delights in making little children genuinely happy. Accompanying 'Santa' was his little elf, the effervescent, loving, creative genius costumed in green, parallel candy-cane stripes.

At first Rori was a bit overwhelmed by the bearded man in the red velvet suit, sock feet and skateboard - but before the evening was over she had a ton of fun, as did we, with many of her friends and their parents.

Here's a quick clip of Rori brief Jingle Bells performance (Auntie Karla holding buddy Jack in background). Enjoy!

Thank you Auntie 'Kah-wuh' and Uncle 'Chad!' for hosting. We have such wonderful family and friends within our faith community.

Johannes, Boston, Tawni and London

Tuesday Testimony

2008-12-03T00:07:00.000-08:00

Intuitively, spiritual people know to judge people by their fruits (that which they produce), rather than by their suits (that which they put on). However, some of us are still working on our spirituality. Between the Church, Assembly and Fundraising I spend more time in a button-up shirt, suit and tie than not. Let me rephrase that-that is, time well spent in RDouglas custom suits and shirts. Needless to say, years of wear have caused me to become a haberdasher of sorts and I am very particular. For instance, today I transitioned nicely from the State Capitol to the Sanctuary without having to swap suits out or press my apparel. Given the fact that I was already tardy, this at least afforded me the opportunity to make it in time for the evening manna. Today, the steel grey, herringbone RDouglas was both complimentary and resilient through meetings, MaJong's and an incredible sermon. If you own one, this comes as no surprise. More and more are sharing similar testimonies of their own. Last Friday a well-known photographer friend put on his first RDouglas custom suit and described the experience. I told him I would blog his quote-he said, 'it felt like I was putting on pajamas.'
Whether for a first impression, last impression, interview, conference, wedding or wardrobe makeover, I recommend RDouglas custom suits and shirts. Visit www.rdouglas.net

Monday in the Rear View Mirror

2008-12-02T00:18:00.001-08:00

Today the Senate and Assembly swore in the newly-elected members of their respective legislative houses. Several morning hours preceding the scheduled ceremony start were spent securing the necessary access for Assemblyman Jeff Miller, his family, Capitol Staff and more than 40 VIP guests (including Pastor Young, Boston & London), many of whom travelled from Southern California to congratulate, support and share the day with him...

Office keys acquired, security badges brandished, chamber, gallery and committee tickets in tow, staff members situated, family members escorted, lunch purchased, event hosted, VIPs accommodated, lobbyists entertained, hors de horvres digested, hands-shaken, business cards swapped, stories told, pictures taken, networks expanded, history made-and apparently, Monday is officially over, in the books. An extremely successful day, by many accounts, that began at 6:45am is just now ending.

Marveling over the extraordinary flight of time does not redeem a single moment, but rather continues to squander the precious commodity of intangible measurement at an unrecoverable pace. However, if time is recycled into eternity, than there is a chance that even the most seemingly mundane tasks of our every day lives hold eternal value.

From one perspective, the sum total of today's politics do not appear very spiritual at all - but I have learned better than to judge the fertility of the soil, or productivity of a seed the same day it is planted. Usually, only weeds grow overnight. God put us where we are, and today, He ordered our steps again. In Him we live, we move, we breathe and have our being. Thus, I have no doubt that in due season we will reap the fruit of His harvest, if we faint not.

Saturday is Simply Sunday Eve

2008-11-29T23:19:00.000-08:00

Last night we got together with a few close friends of ours, Jason & Leah West and Sam & Moni Hassas, for our annual Thanksgiving dinner. This year instead of cooking we dined 'Family-Style' at Maggiano's in the beautiful city of San Jose. I finally fell asleep at 2am this morning after 9 hours of Italian food, constructive conversation and iron-sharpening, like only can be experienced between the best of friends. So, I justified sleeping in a little bit - it was still Saturday morning when I got up. In the interest of Christmas, and practicing the principle of it being 'better to give than to receive', my lovely wife and her precious grandparents made their missionary journey over to Valley Fair and Santana Row. Jason West wrapped up his meeting with the legendary blue bomber crew, and then we ate the biggest and best Philly Cheesesteak sandwich EVER! Later on, we met Crystal, LeSharon and Ben for dinner at The Cheesecake Factory. It was a blast-we each ordered entrees and everyone shared everyone's food. It was a high-profile potluck. Some dude at the table next to us caught his dreadlock on fire and the manager came over keep things from getting too hairy. Quite humorous! After dessert and on the way home we met Assemblyman Jeff Miller and his sweet wife to gameplan a couple of events surrounding Monday morning's swearing in ceremony .

Anyhow, today was very productive on many fronts. All that in a day's work-Saturday. Yes, it's still Saturday, at least for another 23 minutes. I'm excited (to borrow Chad Adair's adjective). That means I get to wake up in a few hours, make my way to the house of God and once again participate in my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE day of the week, Sunday!

I can't wait for Sunday, especially tomorrow at The Rock Church. It's almost a child-like feeling I recall experiencing on Christmas Eve, unable to sleep in anticipation of waiting gifts. I suppose for me, Saturdays are simply 'Sunday Eve.' Who knows what God has for us in his 'presence', I may not sleep much tonight. A few Saturday nights ago I woke up at 3:15am and stayed awake until 6:45am, before heading to the church at 8am. Who cares, it's only sleep. Regardless of what we have going on, God is doing something(s) this season, and I don't want to be caught sleeping, so to speak.

Happy and Thankful!

2008-11-27T10:21:00.000-08:00

Have you ever wondered, 'If I am thankful for someone, does that mean they are not thankful for themself?'
Probably not, but if you have, don't worry the turkey will be done in a few minutes and you'll have something to do with your spare time. While you're contemplative, think about this-'Happy' and 'Thanksgiving' belong together. Moreso, than 'Happy Birthday' I can assure you of that, haha! You can go through another year of life and not be happy, but try being full of thanks, giving thanks, and see if it's possible to keep a smile off of your face and cheer out of your heart. If you're already happy then you're ahead of the game. A happy person would find something or someone to be thankful for and a thankful person has every reason to be happy. This year, let's make up for all the unhappy and unthankful people in the world. Remember, the turkey and sides are just the whipped cream and cherry-it's those around you that make Thanksgiving Happy!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!

JDE & TLE

Four Day Reflection

2008-11-25T00:08:00.000-08:00

Friday night TRGYC got a jump start on Thanksgiving. In the past our celebration has been contemporary, consisting of Kentucky Fried Chicken and even Popeyes. This year, we returned to tradition. More than 155 parents and young people crammed into the Fireplace where, after reflecting on God's goodness and singing a few songs, we served them turkey and cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes and gravy, broccoli-corn casserole, stuffing, bread rolls, iced tea and pumpkin pie. Super thank-you's to our awesome staff for pulling together, organizing, setting-up, serving and cleaning. 15 turkeys proved ample. Your crown is in Heaven, but for now, enjoy turkey sandwiches for the next semester on me!

Saturday morning a random assortment of guys from the church descended on Sheldon High School's football field for 'flag' football. We had a great time bonding with the brethren, locking horns, smack talking, flat-backing, picking each other up and tearing each other down. The only injuries sustained was that of our pride as we realized just how good we used to be, lol.
However, yours truly, with the support of four braces, managed 3 sacks, an interception and one pass deflected.
It was a defensive struggle that we lost 9-7 (a safety was the difference). Most importantly, attitudes were kept in check, friendships forged, and the guys did a great job concealing their aches and pains on Sunday. The previous day's physical activity didn't inhibit our worship in church Sunday morning or Sunday night.

Speaking of Sunday, WOW. Just buy the cd or dvd. Dr. Wilson preached 'Moving Towards the Anti-Christ.' By the sermon title you would never have predicted that service would end with just about every family huddled and praying together around the altar. Again, by the cd or dvd. Sunday night began with pre-prayer prayer, and over 100 men gathered for prayer 15 minutes before scheduled prayer time. The focused, fervent intercession continued until Pastor Young directed the men to continue praying, and to march right into the auditorium effectively opening service in an unprecedented and powerful manner.

This past week we celebrated the victory of recent negative x-rays and Doctors' reports clearing Bro. Jason Pontius of cancer. On the other hand, tonight, 125+ men rallied together specifically to pray for Bro. Danny Walker, and his family, who have not yet received their victory report. We are believing God for continuing to work and thank Him for answering prayers again!

We can't wait for tomorrow night-our annual 'Thanksgiving' service. It's a great family atmosphere among the community of faith. You never know exactly what to expect, but two things are anticipated. One is the spontaneous solicitation and selection by Bishop or Pastor of unsuspecting saints to testify give God public thanks (something big churches don't often get to enjoy). The other is the reading of our kindergarten Sunday School classes recipes on 'How to Cook A Turkey.' You can only imagine the testimonials. It's amazing how much 5 year olds observe at home in the kitchen during the Holidays while you assume they're off playing with the cousins- and just how well they can tell on Mommy and Daddy, haha! Of course, it's always funnier when it's someone else's child!

JDE

Making Traditions

2008-11-19T10:05:00.000-08:00

IT’s THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR, preparing for Thanksgiving, knowing Christmas is just around the corner. Don’t tell, but I already have Christmas music playing at home – oops we put it on the blog too so I guess the secret’s out. The holidays become even more exciting when there are small children around, they enjoy every ounce of the festivities (Rori says especially the CANDY). So what are some of your favorite family traditions? Here are some of ours:

We love to spend an evening together decorating the house for Christmas complete with a LIVE Christmas tree.

Every year we buy at least 1 new ornament for our tree (usually a few, but I’m trying to cut back, I promise). I love to decorate a tree full of different ornaments, they all have a special meaning (some from my childhood, a couple we bought on our honeymoon, one for our first Christmas together, Rori has several of her own 1st Christmas ornaments and many more). And every year since we’ve had our own house my Papa has bought a Krinkles figure for me to add to my decorating collection.

Once a year we host a small Christmas party for our close friends and enjoy an evening of desserts, coffee and friendship.

At my grandmother’s house we always read the Christmas story from the Bible and then sang Happy Birthday to Jesus and ate cake in His honor!

On Christmas morning there are stockings hung by the chimney with care, and full of goodies! When Rori was born we even tried to fit her in a stocking, but she wasn’t quite that little (if I can find the pic, I’ll post it on here).

This year Rori is old enough to start appreciating some other traditions, so I am looking for ideas we can implement in our household. I thought about an advent calendar with CHOCOLATE (one of her favorite treats), we will definitely begin our OWN reading of the Christmas story at home (if she hears it twice a year, then that’s an extra blessing) and since POPCORN makes a family (thank you for that lesson Sis. Wilson, and for teaching me how to make popcorn NOT in the microwave), I think we’ll start serving popcorn and hot cocoa while we decorate the house.

Happy Holidays and Merry CHRISTmas to you and your family!

TLE

Under the weather but on top of the world

2008-11-18T15:00:00.000-08:00

The Rock Group Youth Community. Enough can't be said about the young people we love so much and are privileged to pastor. I haven't been feeling well (under the weather but still on top of the world). Somehow, I managed to stumble across a few pictures and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Laughter is like medicine-how true it is! Someone said a picture is worth a thousand words, so here's the equivalent of 3,000 words.

DeAndre bored on the road while helping some of our young people move to Montana (those are real, formerly edible Gobstoppers in his nose!). Btw, we miss you Rachel, Luke & Austin!

A few of our class clowns who dressed down for our recent Rocktoberfest Party, haha.

TRGYC young people responding during REUNION youth service; uploading and downloading with God around the altar.

The last picture didn't make me laugh, it made me smile. Thank God for young people who put Christ first in their lives and tell others about Him. Thanksgiving is just around the corner, but already we are thankful for the many things God has done and is in the process of doing in the lives of our youth community.

JDE

2008-11-17T21:07:00.000-08:00

What do Carman, Clint Brown and Bebe Winans have in common? They all liked the song 'I Don't Know What You Came To Do' (written by my Pastor C. Myles Young), so much that they've recorded it on their own albums (on Bebe's latest album). Carman, Clint, and now Bebe? Case closed, it just doesn't get any better. If you want good 'church' music, look up the Holy Ghost filled Pentecostals.

If you or your family are looking for a home church in the greater Sacramento area, with timeless music and anointed utterance, we invite you to look no further. Welcome home to The Rock Church.

JDE

First Day in Sunday School

2008-11-17T20:40:00.000-08:00

So you know Rori is two now. Three more years before we make the final crossing over into kindergarten. Christian, Montessori, home-school, private or charter? It is unfortunate that here in CA, our public school option will be the last resort. Fortunately, her education has already begun. We're doing everything in our power to get a jump start on 'training our child up in the way she should go', so that 'when she is old she will not depart from it.' Now that Rori is two, she has started attending Sunday School at The Rock Church. Here's a pic of her (with her new 'dolly') from her very first day! TRC Sunday School teachers are the absolute best.

JDE/TLE

Two candles

2008-11-14T11:00:00.000-08:00

After spending a few hours at the church, we'll spend the rest of the day before our youth service tonight with our little girl. Today is a very sentimental day-HAPPY BIRTHDAY RORI!!! Ok, so Rori isn't going to read this blog anytime soon-she'll just look at the computer monitor, point at our family header pic and repeat, "Mommy, Daddy, Rori!' So why the post?

Well, because it is an opportunity to once again publicly give thanks to God and to all of our family and friends who hung in there with us on this a very memorable day for our family. Two years ago at 4:15am Tawni, at 7 months pregnant, suffered a sudden onset of ecclampsia and toxemia, and fell out of bed with a seizure that nearly claimed her life and that of our little miracle. Thank God for prayer, and for quick paramedic response too.

To make a long, very personal story somewhat shorter, after an emergency procedure with a 2-minute time differential between failure and success, Tawni survived and our beautiful, little trooper was born at just 2lbs. 14 oz. One of the many miracles to take place during the 45 days Rori had to remain in the NICU was the healing of a small hole in her heart, and a great big one in ours. Rori's first church service was our church's first service in our new building- she was dedicated a few months later and has arguably been one of the church's mascots ever since!

Thank you Jesus for letting us borrow your little girl-and Happy, Happy 2nd Birthday Rori Lane!

JDE

This Little Light of Mine

2008-11-13T10:18:00.000-08:00

This is Rori Lane, our little princess - otherwise affectionately known as our little 'Rori Lane, sugar-cane, candy-rain, punkie-noodle, snickerdoodle, cutie-pumpkin pie!' at a recent harvest play date with a bunch of her friends at a local pumpkin patch.

She is a bright spot to say the least, and she lights up our lives with her personality.

She spent last night with her Nary & Pippi. This morning we got a text that that melted our hearts. Another ray of Son-light parted the clouds and we wanted to share. Out of the blue Rori started singing a song we taught her (but haven't sung in at least a week or so),

'Word, whateber yer doin' in dith season, don' doit wifout me...'

Out of the mouth of babes, He has perfected praise. Lord, help us to have the requisite, child-like faith that our voluntary song and prayer would also be, 'Lord, whatever You're doing, in this season, don't do it without me.'

JDE

In Light of the Election

2008-11-11T15:53:00.000-08:00

In the last week I read a couple of articles-the headlines of which particularly raptured my attention. One of them revealed 'Republicans Ponder Path to Renewal' while another admitted 'GOP Does Soul Searching.' Commentators have suggested that the Republican party 're-brand' for the current market.

I couldn't disagree with that proposition more. It is time for the Republican base to rally, repair their image and restore conservativism (fiscal and social) as the party platform.

In a losing effort, it was a shame that one campaign had to resort to gimmickry, in order to create a buzz that was absent for the ticket from the beginning. What was missing?

We never saw the Maverick. We saw a docile doe negotiating with a political predator. Why were we surprised with the outcome? Afterall, there are no jackelopes in politics. You are, or you aren't-you can't be both.

Our country wants change (definition not a requirement), and they've received what they've asked for. We'll see how satisfied they are once that change is finally defined. Needs and wants are different however, and the last thing our country needs is compromise; especially when it concerns language, border, culture. That might sound Savage, but it's not.

This isn't a pulpit, it's a post-but I can't help point out the same is true and can be said of the Church. There is a definite place for pondering paths of renewal and soul searching (individually & corporately), but the Church is not in trouble. The church does not need a new label. Tough times require strong resolve-and this is no time for compromise.

As the Church, you are or you aren't, you are either in or you are out - you can't be both, and believe it or not, the world doesn't want you to be.

PS) If you're worried about 'relevance', cease. Truth is always relevant.

JDE

First Light

2008-11-10T23:52:00.000-08:00

Light was first spoken into existence. From the beginning it has traveled with incredible speed. Light exposed cannot be covered. Light separates by illumination. Understanding this, it is not hard to reconcile Christ's declaration, 'we are the light of the world' with His rhetorical concern, 'what fellowship does light have with darkness?'

Revelation is the art of the Spirit. Light always confronts darkness, creating natural separation as a result of illumination. This process is not ugly, it is enlightened.

The spirit of man is the candle of the Lord - we are the light of the world. Before you flip the breaker and resort to pushing buttons, turning switches or 'plugging-in' various outlets, remember that creative light was first spoken into existence. His Word is a lamp to guide our steps and light to illuminate our path. So, walk the straight and narrow speaking light. Listen and be amazed at how fast your faith and hope will travel, and watch what the truth, spoken in love, will accomplish.

JDE