Jul 29, 2009
Destination:Unknown Pictures!
Jul 24, 2009
Meet Your Maker, Vol. V (The Long Awaited One)
Jul 23, 2009
Seven Years
7 If there is a poor man among your brothers in any of the towns of the land that the LORD your God is giving you, do not be hardhearted or tightfisted toward your poor brother. 8 Rather be openhanded and freely lend him whatever he needs. 9 Be careful not to harbor this wicked thought: "The seventh year, the year for canceling debts, is near," so that you do not show ill will toward your needy brother and give him nothing. He may then appeal to the LORD against you, and you will be found guilty of sin. 10 Give generously to him and do so without a grudging heart; then because of this the LORD your God will bless you in all your work and in everything you put your hand to. 11 There will always be poor people in the land. Therefore I command you to be openhanded toward your brothers and toward the poor and needy in your land.
Within
20-21 God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams!
He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us.
During my seminary years, I had the amazing privilege of taking a class taught by Archbishop Desmond Tutu.
I'll always remember many things that he had to say. He is a breathing piece of history, and his life is a testament to how love and justice can always overcome hatred, oppression and darkness.
Today's scripture makes me think of what he told us about how God relates to people.
"God is a gentleman," he said. "He does not force himself on anyone."
In my life as a pastor, I've encountered lots of folks who seem to want God to abuse them. They look for an authoritarian who will force and dictate. They want to be overpowered by God.
That's just not the case. Even in God's most overwhelming appearances in scripture, he still chooses to leave us humans a choice.
When we choose to allow him, he works within us. What a beautiful thing that is. And, it's the only way to real, lasting transformation.
Grace & Peace,
Adam
Jul 22, 2009
Stupid fast food
1 Sickening and bloated, they gas, "God is gone."
Their words are poison gas,
fouling the air; they poison
Rivers and skies;
thistles are their cash crop.
2 God sticks his head out of heaven.
He looks around.
He's looking for someone not stupid—
one man, even, God-expectant,
just one God-ready woman.
3 He comes up empty. A string
of zeros. Useless, unshepherded
Sheep, taking turns pretending
to be Shepherd.
The ninety and nine
follow their fellow.
4 Don't they know anything,
all these impostors?
Don't they know
they can't get away with this—
Treating people like a fast-food meal
over which they're too busy to pray?
5-6 Night is coming for them, and nightmares,
for God takes the side of victims.
Do you think you can mess
with the dreams of the poor?
You can't, for God
makes their dreams come true.
7 Is there anyone around to save Israel?
Yes. God is around; God turns life around.
Turned-around Jacob skips rope,
turned-around Israel sings laughter.
Have you ever said it?
You can admit it. It happens to almost everyone. In our most human and least spiritual moments, we definitely think it, and maybe say it.
"God is gone."
It's not true, but we can feel that way. What is our spiritual state at that moment?
We like to use words like, "frustrated," "disillusioned," "broken," "angry" or "hurt." Those are good words, and they probably are all fair descriptions of what goes on inside us sometimes.
But how does Psalm 14 describe us in those moments?
sickening
poisonous
bloated
foul
stupid
pretentious
impostors
too busy
You know, I may not like hearing the words in that list...but I hope I remember them.
The next time we're tempted to say, "God is gone," just remember: don't be stupid.
Spiritual food isn't fast. It's slow, and it's the good stuff. It's the real stuff.
Grace & Peace,
Adam
Jul 14, 2009
Flickr Update!
Jul 8, 2009
Forever
Jul 3, 2009
Meet Your Maker, Vol. IV
Jul 2, 2009
Well
30At the same moment, Jesus felt energy discharging from him. He turned around to the crowd and asked, "Who touched my robe?"
"If I can put a finger on his robe..."
What amazing faith!
But maybe the most incredible part of her statement is its conclusion..."I can get well."
How many times have I met with people who just didn't believe that they could "get well." It's not just a matter of physical illness. Folks all over have decided that there are spiritual and emotional broken places that they'll carry to their graves.
They haven't even begun to consider how to "put a finger on his robe," because they're not convinced that even God can make them well. The anger will never subside. The loneliness will never go away. Joy will never come. Pain will never be made easier.
If we can learn anything from the amazing woman in this story...maybe it's the truth of our own answer to that question. Can we get well?
Faith always says we can.
Grace & Peace,
Adam
Jul 1, 2009
Heart

Jun 30, 2009
Waiting

Jun 29, 2009
Crushed

Jun 26, 2009
If Only He Knew

Cowards
Late that day he said to them, "Let's go across to the other side." They took him in the boat as he was. Other boats came along. A huge storm came up. Waves poured into the boat, threatening to sink it.
And Jesus was in the stern, head on a pillow, sleeping! They roused him, saying, "Teacher, is it nothing to you that we're going down?"
Awake now, he told the wind to pipe down and said to the sea, "Quiet! Settle down!"
The wind ran out of breath; the sea became smooth as glass. Jesus reprimanded the disciples: "Why are you such cowards? Don't you have any faith at all?"
They were in absolute awe, staggered. "Who is this, anyway?" they asked. "Wind and sea at his beck and call!"
Jesus wasn't just trying to belittle them. He was asking a real question about their faith.
So...why are we such cowards?
Lots of reasons. Big storms could kill us. Situations get out of our control. We could drown. We get afraid. We see problems that are greater than our resources.
And...maybe we don't really trust Him, although we'll sure go wake Him up when we get scared.
After all, "who is he?"
He is the one that we can trust, no matter what. In that truth, there is a bravery greater than our own.
Grace, Peace, and See you this Sunday --
Adam
"Unless You Change..."
Jun 25, 2009
Expansive
We didn't fence you in.
The smallness you feel comes from within you. Your lives aren't small, but you're living them in a small way.
I'm speaking as plainly as I can and with great affection. Open up your lives.
Live openly and expansively!
How big is the life you're living, right now?
A few years ago, I walked into a coffee shop with a good friend. Before I could say anything, he pulled out some cash and paid for my coffee. I'll always remember what he said.
"I'm feeling expansive today."
Expansive. Such a strange turn of phrase. I'd never heard anyone say that before. I still remember that little act of kindness and the odd, wonderful declaration of "expansiveness" that accompanied it.
Let's be expansive. Our lives are only small if we live them that way.
Grace & Peace,
Adam
SOTH Kids' Water Day

Mr. W
Why do we go visit Mr. W each week?
During the weekend training for the evangelism ministry, LRE or as I like to call it, Loving Relating & Encouraging, we met the W’s. They were friendly and receptive to our visits, so we kept visiting. Some background on the W’s. They are older folks. The Mrs. has health issues that require just about constant care, and her care giver is her husband. Outside of doctor visits, they are pretty much home bound.
Now, this information has been gathered over time since last August, and may not be exactly chronological. It would be hard to write about what we have learned from the W’s that way. See, it is almost a year of (on average)15-20 minute visits. It takes time to get know people, it takes time to build relationships.
At first, we didn’t visit every week. But over the course of time, it became weekly, because of their situation. It had been suggested that, perhaps, we shouldn’t go to their house so often or even change the nature of our ministry with them to something more of a “shut-in” ministry. But, I always come back to the mental picture of Mr. W, clean shaven with a fresh shirt and say, no, we need to go.
We have seen the W’s on good days and bad days. Chronic illness can be so hard to deal with, both for the patient and the caregiver. I believe it can take you to places where you question your faith. Times when you asked God, this is how my life is going to be lived out? Long days and nights full of wondering, how much longer will this last? How much more can I endure? We have witnessed this pain and suffering on Mr. W’s face.
There are times when I have felt discouraged and downtrodden over much less significant circumstances, so you can imagine the irony of me, having a bad day, downtrodden, walking up to Mr. W’s door and seeing his amazing hopefulness. More than once, our teams have been encouraged by his faith. He tells us he feels blessed, and he is taking it day by day, the best they can. His faith firmly rooted in the Lord.
We have discovered, over time, that Mr. W. was an Elder in the
He has occasionally asked questions about this ministry, of Loving, Relating and Encouraging. What we do, where we go, how many visits, how many people are involved. But last week, he laid out a very pointed “do you believe this ministry you do on Thursday’s is profitable?”
Profitable? Not financially speaking. He asked, “Has anyone ever come to your church or joined the church that you met on a Thursday night?” We answered, “yes” because some have come and some have joined. Before I could get to my full explanation on why we go, he explained it to me. Remember, he always has the answer before he asks the question!
He told us that once, when he was active in ministry, the leadership of his church went out into the community on a Sunday afternoon. He said he reported back to the church that they had determined their community was going to hell. Yes, it didn’t go well and that was the first and last time they tried it. Our tenacity is provokes his curiosity.
He continued to tell us that we were doing an amazing thing. He said the Bible tells us to “go” and he told us not to give up, even though we may never know what profit for the Lord comes from the seeds we plant. He said God would bless the work we do. He told us how much we mean to him personally. He believes God sent us to him.
It is “funny” that he this happened last Thursday. Only two team members came out to visit last week and this visit was the only one we were going to make. Yes, I would say my morale was at an all time low last Thursday and *bam* a fresh a dose of encouragement from the person we are trying to encourage. God bless irony!
The purpose of the Loving, Relating and Encouraging ministry is to “go” and build relationships in the community. To show others the love of Christ, asking nothing in return. It isn’t easy. There may be no tangible result. Sounds crazy, right?
If it seems that we are crazy, it is to bring glory to God. And if we are in our right minds, it is for your benefit. Whatever we do it is because Christ’s love controls us.
2 Corinthians 5:13-14
Lives are changing through this ministry for Christ. God is being glorified every single Thursday. And we are all invited and encouraged to be a part of it! Just come to the ranch, Thursday, at 6:30 pm. I can’t wait to see what this Thursday will bring.
Transformers 2
Jun 24, 2009
Sanctuary

God's a safe-house for the battered, a sanctuary during bad times.
The moment you arrive, you relax; you're never sorry you knocked.
Sing your songs to Zion-dwelling God, tell his stories to everyone you meet: How he tracks down killers yet keeps his eye on us, registers every whimper and moan.
Be kind to me, God; I've been kicked around long enough.
Once you've pulled me back from the gates of death, I'll write the book on Hallelujahs;
On the corner of Main and First I'll hold a street meeting;
I'll be the song leader; we'll fill the air with salvation songs.
I love this psalm so much. It makes me feel better about myself. And, it makes me feel really good about God.
It reminds me that even the psalm-writer could feel sorry for himself. And, even he could go passive-aggressive: "I've been kicked around long enough, Lord..."
What images! God is a "safe house." In fact, it almost sounds like God is a "beach house," a place to relax as soon as you walk in.
Whatever you're up against today...a simple reminder...our God, "hears every whimper and moan." Our task? To fill the air with salvation songs.
Grace & Peace,
Adam