First day of Hermeneutics. Here’s a great thought I just picked up about humility:
I had been working every day, leaving before the kids woke up and getting home after they were asleep, for weeks. My son who was 4 or 5 at the time was really missing me, which is probably why the sound of the door opening woke him up. He ran to me and said, “Can you play with me, daddy?” I tried to explain how busy work was, but he kept asking. This moment has burned itself into my memory because of his sagging shoulders, his face looking to the ground, his hushed voice and his words, “Ok, see you tomorrow morning.”
Once the New Year’s Eve service had ended I began tidying, locking doors, and turning off lights as quickly as I could. Michelle (pre-wife Michelle… actually, pre-fiancee Michelle) chose to spend the night with a group of her friends while I helped to lead the church service. I don’t remember that service, but I do remember how focused I was on seeing her later (another attempt to get her to notice that I existed). I didn’t have a car, so I walked for about 2 hours (note: it was all uphill, against the wind, in snow higher than my head, in complete darkness, while fighting off polar bears… you get the point) fighting the storm, and yet barely flinching because my heart was set on the prize before me.
Yes, I know 2017 has just begun. I also know that the choices we make right now are shaping not only 2017, but they’re preparing a future for us that we will be required to embrace (like it or not). In this episode we’re exploring Hebrews 6:4-12 and I’m going to encourage you to make three choices that will give you a solid 2017 and set you up for a great start for next year.
I have some really great memories waking up early and spending Christmas Day with my kids. My kids really contribute to my idea of what a perfect Christmas Day looks like. You probably have some great memories and an idea of what the perfect Christmas Day is, too. In this episode we talk about the very first Christmas Day from Luke 2, and learn about the three things that contribute to having a Perfect Christmas.
Every gift wrapped under my tree is a promise to my children (and especially my wife) that something awesome awaits them on Christmas morning. My kids believe that their daddy isn’t going to let them down. Christmas is a promise. Every Believer knows that the promises that God made to us are going to be fulfilled, and eternity is going to be awesome. In today’s episode, we’re going to trace part of the promise of Christmas from Genesis to 2 Samuel to explore the original promise of Christmas, and to confirm that God had you in mind since before the book of Genesis was written.
The Podcast Returns In December
Thanks for hanging in there with me!
I’m happy to report that I’ve ordered a new mic (apparently, there’s no support to fix my current mic). It will arrive around Dec 6. So, after Dec 6 I’ll be back to podcasting.
Last spring, as the weather began to turn warmer I followed my kids’ leading to the garage where our pool and our tent trailer was stored over winter. Looking back, it was an awesome Saturday as we set up our backyard for summer fun and set up the tent trailer to start dreaming about our travel plans. As I look out my window right now and see the snow lingering on the ground I’m really missing warmer days. However, a day like that always reveals more work than anticipated. As I stood looking into what was left in my garage I began asking myself, “What is worth keeping and what is worth throwing away?” I guess that’s a typical Spring cleaning question – a question I’m looking forward to asking myself again in a few months. And, it’s a great question to ask ourselves often in order to move toward a cleaner spirituality.
It was a really cold, winter day. Icicles hung from the bottoms of the cars driving up to our bay doors for an oil change. I wore thin overalls with the company’s logo (nice and big for all to see), absolutely not allowed to wear a coat (because it would hide the logo). So, there I was, freezing as the wind easily blew through my work clothes, moving from car to car filling out work orders before they enter the small shop. While I’m standing there, teeth chattering, fingers barely able to hold the pencil that I’m using while I hold a metal clipboard, I spot my boss sitting in his car, engine running, across the parking lot keeping an eye on me ensuring I’m doing my job well (and not wearing a coat, which he expressively forbade).