News Flash: They lip sync at the Macey's Thanksgiving Day Parade. This information could be life altering, so be careful with who you share this information. I remember when I first found out that Santa Claus wasn't real. It was right before Christmas, but I HAD to know. So I went up to my mom while she saw doing laundry (I still remember this very vividly), and I told her that I needed to know whether or not Santa Claus was real. She dropped the bomb shell, and life was never the same. Luckily, Santa still comes to the Landis household. Every Christmas Eve, we go to sleep with our stockings empty, and the next morning they are filled to the brim with little goodies! Also, Santa comes in the night and drops off presents wrapped in all red wrapping paper with special hand writing. So am I upset about the lip syncing going on at the parade today? Not really. Am I upset about Santa still coming to visit even though I'm 22-years-old and can grow chest hair? Never.
I just wanted to write a quick blog about different things I'm thankful for. It is nothing to elaborate...just a quick list.
THE REASON FOR THANKS IN THANKSGIVING
- My internship at Southeast Christian Church
- The Lincks (my family away from home)
- Q-Tips
- Christine, I'm berry thankful for you
- Friends who help me strive to become a more mature follower of Christ
- My brothers who I love hanging out with. I can't wait to celebrate future thanksgiving with all of our families...its going to be so fun
- My mom and dad who have never stop supporting and caring for me.
- And most of all, the blood of Jesus!
I love you guys, and I hope you are all having a good thanksgiving day with your family and friends. And tomorrow you will now be allowed to listen to Christmas music. Yay!
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Drowning in Jeans and a Sweater
Right now I'm typing in an environment that is hectic. There are bullets flying, claymores are being planted, and AC-130's are in the air. You might think I'm on the front line of a battlefield, but I'm actually in my basement. I'm playing Modern Warfare with my brothers at my house in Topeka! Yesterday I left southern Indiana at 5:30 in the morning to drive about 9 hours to good ole Kansas to hangout with my family for Thanksgiving. I'm so excited to be around family! Even though I got up early and drove 9 hours, I was re-energized when I hung out with my brothers. I ended up staying up until about 2 in the morning just playing x-box and talking with Jim and Sam. Its good to be back in Kansas.
Often when I tell people that I'm from Kansas, the person will quickly say, "I hate driving through that state." Usually, I apologize for the boring-ness of my state's geography and quickly bring up the fact that Wizard of Oz was set in Kansas to try and leave a positive thought about Kansas in the person's mind. But no matter how flat and boring it might be to drive through it, I will always love Kansas!
In my previous post I said that I carried my Driver's License with me where ever I go, and I said I would discuss this in a later post. Well, here is the later post. My girlfriend, God bless her, has a very morbid outlook on life. After typing that I feel like I picture Christine as some kind of girl who dresses in black all the time and mopes around contemplating death all the time. This is not Christine at all. She always smiles and is one of the most optimistic people I know, but she does think about death a little more than the average homo sapien...which isn't a bad thing.
On one occasion she told me her three tops ways NOT to die. Personally, I just think about how I don't want to die, but Christine likes to take it a little farther. (Drum Roll Please) Christine's #3 way not to die is......Suffocation! Honestly, I think this would be a horrible way to kick the can. Number 2 "Way-Not-To-Die" for her is being caught on fire. Death by fire kind of makes me sweat just thinking about it. And her number one way not to die is the exact opposite from death by fire. Christine would hate more than anything in the world to die by falling into a large body of water and drowning. But that isn't it...she has told me that she would hate to drown while wearing a sweater and jeans. Why? I have no clue, but Christine is terrified to go out that way.
But that is not all. One time we were getting ready to go somewhere, and Christine said, "Hey...hold on. I need to go get my I.D." As she was getting out of my car, I realized I was driving and she had no reason to have her I.D. with her. When she got back in the car, I questioned her about my observation and she quickly replied, "I need my I.D. so that in case I die, they can identify my body." Who thinks of that? My beautiful girlfriend.
But on a serious note, even though I make fun of her for her heightened sense of death, I think Christine is on to something. When I brought up this whole thing to her she gave a very insightful answer. She said, "I think life is precious. I just know I am not guaranteed a certain amount of time, and I need to be ready." Life is so precious! God of the universe has decided to breath life into these bodies that came from dust, so why not be careful and realize how good we have it? Now I like to make fun of Christine about this whole death thing, but I agree with her. We really do not know how much time we have on this earth.
Christine might sound a little morbid (but she isn't!) but in the New Testament, James calls us mist. James 4:14 says, "What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes." James says our lives are very short and we can't take it for granted, because we might not be here tomorrow. So I guess what I'm trying to say is that my girlfriend and the half-brother of Jesus agree on that life is very short and that we shouldn't take it for granted. So just remember that you are mist...and be happy about it!
Also, I just realized I used 8 hyphens in this post. If I don't watch out, I'll turn into the Message.
Often when I tell people that I'm from Kansas, the person will quickly say, "I hate driving through that state." Usually, I apologize for the boring-ness of my state's geography and quickly bring up the fact that Wizard of Oz was set in Kansas to try and leave a positive thought about Kansas in the person's mind. But no matter how flat and boring it might be to drive through it, I will always love Kansas!
In my previous post I said that I carried my Driver's License with me where ever I go, and I said I would discuss this in a later post. Well, here is the later post. My girlfriend, God bless her, has a very morbid outlook on life. After typing that I feel like I picture Christine as some kind of girl who dresses in black all the time and mopes around contemplating death all the time. This is not Christine at all. She always smiles and is one of the most optimistic people I know, but she does think about death a little more than the average homo sapien...which isn't a bad thing.
On one occasion she told me her three tops ways NOT to die. Personally, I just think about how I don't want to die, but Christine likes to take it a little farther. (Drum Roll Please) Christine's #3 way not to die is......Suffocation! Honestly, I think this would be a horrible way to kick the can. Number 2 "Way-Not-To-Die" for her is being caught on fire. Death by fire kind of makes me sweat just thinking about it. And her number one way not to die is the exact opposite from death by fire. Christine would hate more than anything in the world to die by falling into a large body of water and drowning. But that isn't it...she has told me that she would hate to drown while wearing a sweater and jeans. Why? I have no clue, but Christine is terrified to go out that way.
But that is not all. One time we were getting ready to go somewhere, and Christine said, "Hey...hold on. I need to go get my I.D." As she was getting out of my car, I realized I was driving and she had no reason to have her I.D. with her. When she got back in the car, I questioned her about my observation and she quickly replied, "I need my I.D. so that in case I die, they can identify my body." Who thinks of that? My beautiful girlfriend.
But on a serious note, even though I make fun of her for her heightened sense of death, I think Christine is on to something. When I brought up this whole thing to her she gave a very insightful answer. She said, "I think life is precious. I just know I am not guaranteed a certain amount of time, and I need to be ready." Life is so precious! God of the universe has decided to breath life into these bodies that came from dust, so why not be careful and realize how good we have it? Now I like to make fun of Christine about this whole death thing, but I agree with her. We really do not know how much time we have on this earth.
Christine might sound a little morbid (but she isn't!) but in the New Testament, James calls us mist. James 4:14 says, "What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes." James says our lives are very short and we can't take it for granted, because we might not be here tomorrow. So I guess what I'm trying to say is that my girlfriend and the half-brother of Jesus agree on that life is very short and that we shouldn't take it for granted. So just remember that you are mist...and be happy about it!
Also, I just realized I used 8 hyphens in this post. If I don't watch out, I'll turn into the Message.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
What If...
A scholar of culture once said, "Mo money Mo Problems." I have to agree with Notorious B.I.G. on this one. I'm currently in a stage of my life where I am making money, and I don't have to pay bills or rent. Unfortunately, like Biggie Smalls says, the bigger my bank account becomes, the bigger my problems. About 2 months ago, my 2001 Grand Am needed a new fuel pump. That one cost me almost $600. This past weekend, I wrote my friend a $470 check to repay him for an airplane ticket he bought me. And for some reason, my ignition switch decided to quit working. There goes another $350. Now please don't mistake this for complaining...I'm simply stating facts. To be honest, the only things I'm really spending money on is gas, grub, and girlfriend. But I actually think all three of those things are worth every penny! Gas gets me to where I need to go. Grub gives me energy...and well the Girlfriend is just awesome! I was thinking the other day about all the ways in which Christine has improved my life. This list is in no way exhaustive but it will do the job (I don't think she even knows these things).
1) I now put a napkin on my lap when I eat.
2) I have started to wash my hands more frequently
3) She helps me pray better
4) I now carry my I.D. with me every where I go (more about this in a later post)
5) I eat more Mexican food
6) I always leave a "way out" with my car when stopping at stop lights
So I guess I tell you all of this because the "mo money" the "mo problems," but if you get a girlfriend *cough..David...cough*, your problems won't seem to bad.
But on a serious note, this past week I was able to hang out with the student ministry team over at the main campus in Louisville. We were able to just kind of take a breath and relax, and I had my first ever cinna-crunch bagel from Panera that morning. After doing some casual chatting and bagel-eating, Matt Reagan (the Lead guy over the student ministry department) sat us all down and said, "What if..." He went on to explain how sometimes we get so caught up with how things are currently going that we never take the time to just say, "What if." So we broke up into groups of about 4 people and we all asked ourselves that question. During the meeting I couldn't think of any "what if's" for myself, but after doing some thinking I think i have a couple.
What if I started to get to know students on a more intentional level. Instead of just the casual "hello" or "whats up," what if I got to know their stories?
What if I decided to memorize the book of James?
What if followed Jesus everyday instead of following Him when it is comfortable for me?
What if I depended more heavily on the Holy Spirit?
What if I started exercising?
What if I would have taken a ministry out of college instead of this internship?
What if God was one of us? (Sorry...I had to)
What if my family was not as loving and as encouraging as they are?
What if something terrible happened to me? Would I keep my hope in Jesus my main focus or would I focus on the bad?
I want to encourage you to come up with your own "What If..." list. The good thing about this list is that I can take away the "what if" on some of them and make them a reality. Someone once said, "A man aiming at nothing always hits his target." I think we all need to have goals in order for us to strive towards something...and I think a "What If..." list is perfect for this. If you do go ahead and make a list, please let me know what you thought of it. I thought this exercise was very healthy and encouraging!
1) I now put a napkin on my lap when I eat.
2) I have started to wash my hands more frequently
3) She helps me pray better
4) I now carry my I.D. with me every where I go (more about this in a later post)
5) I eat more Mexican food
6) I always leave a "way out" with my car when stopping at stop lights
So I guess I tell you all of this because the "mo money" the "mo problems," but if you get a girlfriend *cough..David...cough*, your problems won't seem to bad.
But on a serious note, this past week I was able to hang out with the student ministry team over at the main campus in Louisville. We were able to just kind of take a breath and relax, and I had my first ever cinna-crunch bagel from Panera that morning. After doing some casual chatting and bagel-eating, Matt Reagan (the Lead guy over the student ministry department) sat us all down and said, "What if..." He went on to explain how sometimes we get so caught up with how things are currently going that we never take the time to just say, "What if." So we broke up into groups of about 4 people and we all asked ourselves that question. During the meeting I couldn't think of any "what if's" for myself, but after doing some thinking I think i have a couple.
What if I started to get to know students on a more intentional level. Instead of just the casual "hello" or "whats up," what if I got to know their stories?
What if I decided to memorize the book of James?
What if followed Jesus everyday instead of following Him when it is comfortable for me?
What if I depended more heavily on the Holy Spirit?
What if I started exercising?
What if I would have taken a ministry out of college instead of this internship?
What if God was one of us? (Sorry...I had to)
What if my family was not as loving and as encouraging as they are?
What if something terrible happened to me? Would I keep my hope in Jesus my main focus or would I focus on the bad?
I want to encourage you to come up with your own "What If..." list. The good thing about this list is that I can take away the "what if" on some of them and make them a reality. Someone once said, "A man aiming at nothing always hits his target." I think we all need to have goals in order for us to strive towards something...and I think a "What If..." list is perfect for this. If you do go ahead and make a list, please let me know what you thought of it. I thought this exercise was very healthy and encouraging!
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
It ain't easy being a Polygamist
There is an epidemic sweeping across America...or atleast Utah. Polygamy is a form of marriage in which a person has more than one spouse at the same time, as opposed to monogamy in which a person has only one spouse at a time. Typically in polygamist marriages, the man usually has multiple wives. I can't imagine living with more than one wife. I've lived without one for about 22 years and counting, but the idea just confuses me why any man would ever do that.
The reason I bring this up is because recently I was watching a show on TV called Sister Wives. It follows around a guy named Kody Brown who has three wives...scratch that. He just married his fourth wife, Robyn. As I was watching this show with my lovely girlfriend (that is singular, not plural), I began to wonder...Could I ever thrive in the plurality lifestyle? The answer came very very quickly. Yes. Just playing! Of course I could not live in a polygamist marriage. But then I began to think of reasons why plurality is not for me. I was able to quickly think of 5 reasons. And just remember that this is in no way a comprehensive list. Just something to start with.
5 Reasons Why Polygamy Ain't for Me
(For the sake of this list lets say I'm married to Rachel McAdams, Jennifer Aniston, Scarlett Johansson, and Anna Kornikova)
1) Lets say I'm hanging out with Rachel one night. Jennifer, Scarlett, and Anna will all become jealous because I'm with Rachel. This jealousy does not foster healthy relationships. Of course, all 4 ladies want to be with me, but scientists have not perfected cloning yet. So jealousy is sure to ensue during the marriage(s).
2) As stated in reason #1, one of my wives would get jealous, and they would ask me to send one of my other better halves (or better fifths) away. For example, pretend Jennifer bears me 3 children and Scarlett only has one child with me. My relationship with Scarlett is a lot better than the one I have with Jennifer, so Scarlett secretly asks me to get rid of Jennifer because she is just so jealous that she can give birth to more children. This would be a major dilemma for me and would not be kosher. (this example is not far fetched by the way...its biblical. Check out Genesis 16)
3) There is a saying that goes like this, "Hell hath no furry than a woman scorn." Basically, when a woman is mad...she is really mad! I cannot imagine having 4 women mad at me at the same time.
4) Its against the law. Instead of having 4 wives, in prison I'd have four....ah...nevermind.
5) I would always mix up my wives' names. When talking to Rachel, I would call her Anna. Then once again, reason number one would occur.
I know all of this far fetched, but I feel like its important to know why you believe something is right or wrong. I've tried to lay out my reasons. What are some reasons you would or would not be a polygamist? This is something every person is going to struggle with during some point in their life, so I just thought I'd help to get the ball rolling.
The reason I bring this up is because recently I was watching a show on TV called Sister Wives. It follows around a guy named Kody Brown who has three wives...scratch that. He just married his fourth wife, Robyn. As I was watching this show with my lovely girlfriend (that is singular, not plural), I began to wonder...Could I ever thrive in the plurality lifestyle? The answer came very very quickly. Yes. Just playing! Of course I could not live in a polygamist marriage. But then I began to think of reasons why plurality is not for me. I was able to quickly think of 5 reasons. And just remember that this is in no way a comprehensive list. Just something to start with.
5 Reasons Why Polygamy Ain't for Me
(For the sake of this list lets say I'm married to Rachel McAdams, Jennifer Aniston, Scarlett Johansson, and Anna Kornikova)
1) Lets say I'm hanging out with Rachel one night. Jennifer, Scarlett, and Anna will all become jealous because I'm with Rachel. This jealousy does not foster healthy relationships. Of course, all 4 ladies want to be with me, but scientists have not perfected cloning yet. So jealousy is sure to ensue during the marriage(s).
2) As stated in reason #1, one of my wives would get jealous, and they would ask me to send one of my other better halves (or better fifths) away. For example, pretend Jennifer bears me 3 children and Scarlett only has one child with me. My relationship with Scarlett is a lot better than the one I have with Jennifer, so Scarlett secretly asks me to get rid of Jennifer because she is just so jealous that she can give birth to more children. This would be a major dilemma for me and would not be kosher. (this example is not far fetched by the way...its biblical. Check out Genesis 16)
3) There is a saying that goes like this, "Hell hath no furry than a woman scorn." Basically, when a woman is mad...she is really mad! I cannot imagine having 4 women mad at me at the same time.
4) Its against the law. Instead of having 4 wives, in prison I'd have four....ah...nevermind.
5) I would always mix up my wives' names. When talking to Rachel, I would call her Anna. Then once again, reason number one would occur.
I know all of this far fetched, but I feel like its important to know why you believe something is right or wrong. I've tried to lay out my reasons. What are some reasons you would or would not be a polygamist? This is something every person is going to struggle with during some point in their life, so I just thought I'd help to get the ball rolling.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Charcoal is better than Propane
Lately I have been told by a lot of people that I look really tired. Now I learned from a very young age that you should never tell a girl that she looks tired. I guess it makes them feel ugly or something. But I guess I have been kind of tired the past couple weeks. I have constantly been on the go. Whether its a retreat, an over-nighter or preparing and giving a message, I feel like I have not been able to get enough rest. Now please don't understand this and think I'm complaining. I love what I'm doing! And I know you guys out there are can get tired too!
Like I said earlier, I have been able to preach a little at LIFT (the jr. high program at our campus), and I know those Jr. highers are tired. I don't know if it is because my non-engaging lesson or that they just don't get enough sleep the night before, but there is bound to be some middle school student snoozing during my sermon. I've spoken 3 times at LIFT and the first time I spoke one little guy actually started to lay down across some of the chairs to get more comfortable for his mid-morning nap. So I did what any responsible youth minister would do...I called him out in front of everyone and told him to wake up! But this got me thinking. I know there will be a few sleepers at every sermon, but did someone fall asleep during any of Jesus' sermons? There is that instance in the garden where the disciples fall asleep while Jesus is praying alone, but that is not a sermon. So during Jesus' sermon on the mount, was it possible that while Jesus is saying, "You have heard that it was said, 'You shall (and Jesus definitely used the term 'shall') not commit adultery'..." that little Bartholomew (not the disciple b/c he only falls asleep during prayers) started dozing off? I think it is likely. Heck, someone even fell asleep during a sermon given by one of the Christians ever, the Apostle Paul! If you don't know the story, a man named Eutychus fell asleep while Paul was preaching late into the night. You know what happened to him? He fell out of a third story window and died. So what is the moral of the story? Don't fall asleep during a sermon or else you'll die! Now the story goes on to say that Paul raised poor young Eutychus from the dead, but I'm no Paul so I can't raise you from the dead...just don't sleep during my sermons!!!
But on a serious note (I haven't used that segue in a long time), this past Sunday we finished up our series on grace called, "Friday Night Lights." The tag line for it was, "What if a moment could change everything," and it dealt with this whole idea of grace. First of all grace is really hard to teach to middle school students. Their brain hasn't fully grasped abstract thinking, so it is really hard for them to understand the concept of grace because it isn't very concrete. But the final week of this series discussed Peter's denial and his reinstatement.
If you don't know the story, let me give a quick rundown. Jesus has been arrested and now all of his disciples are on the run. They are all scared and confused because their teacher and intimate friend had just been taken away to be executed. In John 18, Jesus is taken to different political and religious leaders for questioning. During these trials, Peter and another disciple ventured into the courtyard to see what would happen to Jesus. While standing there, a servant girl asked Peter if he was a disciple of Jesus, and Peter replied, "I am not." This was the first of three times Peter denied knowing Christ. What is unusual about this first denial is that after Peter denies knowing Jesus, John adds verse 18. Out of no where John adds, "It was cold, and the servants and officials stood around a fare they had made to keep warm. Peter also was standing with them, warming himself." Now why would he add that verse?
You see, John uses specific words in his Gospel for a certain purpose. For instance, John uses the Greek word logos to describe Jesus as the word. In John 13 when Jesus is washing the disciples feet, John says that Jesus "took off " his outer clothing so he could wash the feet of his disciples. The Greek word for "take off" is theologically jam-packed! The word by itself is ordinary. It means, "lays aside," but John only uses this word 3 times in the entire Gospel. The first time he uses it in conjunction with Jesus' first miracle with turning water into wine. The second instance is very important when dealing with John 13. John 10:11 says, "I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd LAYS DOWN his life for the sheep." John uses the same word to describe Jesus laying down his life in order to cleanse the world as he uses for Jesus laying down his garments in order to cleanse the disciples. Why does this matter? Well, John specifically uses LAY DOWN in John 13 to foreshadow Jesus' ultimate cleansing on the cross just by using a certain word.
I tell you all of this just to say that John uses certain words for a specific purpose, and I think that is what he is doing in John 18:18 with fire. The Greek word John uses for fire is anthrakia. Not Anthrax. Anthrakia. This word means a charcoal fire, and he only uses this word twice in his Gospel. First here in John 18 where Peter is warming himself by a charcoal fire after he denies knowing Christ for the first time. The second time the Disciple whom Jesus loved (this is the title John gives himself in his gospel) uses anthrakia is in John 21. Lets take a look...
Jesus has been crucified and buried in a tomb. Evil was rejoicing, but then came Sunday. The tomb had been rolled away and Jesus' body was no longer there! When the disciples heard this, Peter and John ran to the tomb and saw for themselves the truth of the empty tomb. Then the resurrected Jesus appears to the women and then later to all of the disciples, but there is no interacting between Jesus and Peter. Here is where John 21:15 picks up. Peter and six other disciples are fishing, but they catch nothing. However, Jesus appears to them (the disciples do not recognize him) and tells them to throw their nets to the other side. The disciples listen and catch 153 fish! Then John realizes who it is standing on the shore talking to them and says, "It is the Lord!" Peter then does what Peter does best...he gets out of the boat. He swims to Jesus and he sees an anthrakia...a charcoal fire.
I think Jesus used a charcoal fire on purpose. Have you ever been around a charcoal fire? They have a particular smell. It is said that smell is the best trigger for memories, and I can just imagine Peter walking up to Jesus. He is dripping wet from jumping out of the boat to swim to His Savior, and he has a big smile on his face, excited to see Jesus. Then a strange smell comes to his nose. A charcoal fire. Instantly his mind jumps to that cold night where he cowardly denied his Lord. His smile quickly fades and excitement turns into embarrassment. The rest of the passage is great. Jesus asks Peter three times "do you love me?" just like Peter denied Jesus three times. It is simply beautiful how Christ tells Peter, "I forgive you, but now its time to get to work."
Jesus reminded Peter of his past by using that fire. He did not allow Peter to forget about what had happened, but he used his past as a conduit to catapult him toward his future. I think it is important for all of us to realize this simple truth of not forgetting our past...even if it is ugly. We have all been formed by our past, and God wants to use it for his glory. I'm not saying we need to go around boasting about our sinful pasts, but we must not forget it. Just like a fire reminded Peter of his failings, we need to be reminded of where we have come from so God can use us for His future. Love you all!
Like I said earlier, I have been able to preach a little at LIFT (the jr. high program at our campus), and I know those Jr. highers are tired. I don't know if it is because my non-engaging lesson or that they just don't get enough sleep the night before, but there is bound to be some middle school student snoozing during my sermon. I've spoken 3 times at LIFT and the first time I spoke one little guy actually started to lay down across some of the chairs to get more comfortable for his mid-morning nap. So I did what any responsible youth minister would do...I called him out in front of everyone and told him to wake up! But this got me thinking. I know there will be a few sleepers at every sermon, but did someone fall asleep during any of Jesus' sermons? There is that instance in the garden where the disciples fall asleep while Jesus is praying alone, but that is not a sermon. So during Jesus' sermon on the mount, was it possible that while Jesus is saying, "You have heard that it was said, 'You shall (and Jesus definitely used the term 'shall') not commit adultery'..." that little Bartholomew (not the disciple b/c he only falls asleep during prayers) started dozing off? I think it is likely. Heck, someone even fell asleep during a sermon given by one of the Christians ever, the Apostle Paul! If you don't know the story, a man named Eutychus fell asleep while Paul was preaching late into the night. You know what happened to him? He fell out of a third story window and died. So what is the moral of the story? Don't fall asleep during a sermon or else you'll die! Now the story goes on to say that Paul raised poor young Eutychus from the dead, but I'm no Paul so I can't raise you from the dead...just don't sleep during my sermons!!!
But on a serious note (I haven't used that segue in a long time), this past Sunday we finished up our series on grace called, "Friday Night Lights." The tag line for it was, "What if a moment could change everything," and it dealt with this whole idea of grace. First of all grace is really hard to teach to middle school students. Their brain hasn't fully grasped abstract thinking, so it is really hard for them to understand the concept of grace because it isn't very concrete. But the final week of this series discussed Peter's denial and his reinstatement.
If you don't know the story, let me give a quick rundown. Jesus has been arrested and now all of his disciples are on the run. They are all scared and confused because their teacher and intimate friend had just been taken away to be executed. In John 18, Jesus is taken to different political and religious leaders for questioning. During these trials, Peter and another disciple ventured into the courtyard to see what would happen to Jesus. While standing there, a servant girl asked Peter if he was a disciple of Jesus, and Peter replied, "I am not." This was the first of three times Peter denied knowing Christ. What is unusual about this first denial is that after Peter denies knowing Jesus, John adds verse 18. Out of no where John adds, "It was cold, and the servants and officials stood around a fare they had made to keep warm. Peter also was standing with them, warming himself." Now why would he add that verse?
You see, John uses specific words in his Gospel for a certain purpose. For instance, John uses the Greek word logos to describe Jesus as the word. In John 13 when Jesus is washing the disciples feet, John says that Jesus "took off " his outer clothing so he could wash the feet of his disciples. The Greek word for "take off" is theologically jam-packed! The word by itself is ordinary. It means, "lays aside," but John only uses this word 3 times in the entire Gospel. The first time he uses it in conjunction with Jesus' first miracle with turning water into wine. The second instance is very important when dealing with John 13. John 10:11 says, "I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd LAYS DOWN his life for the sheep." John uses the same word to describe Jesus laying down his life in order to cleanse the world as he uses for Jesus laying down his garments in order to cleanse the disciples. Why does this matter? Well, John specifically uses LAY DOWN in John 13 to foreshadow Jesus' ultimate cleansing on the cross just by using a certain word.
I tell you all of this just to say that John uses certain words for a specific purpose, and I think that is what he is doing in John 18:18 with fire. The Greek word John uses for fire is anthrakia. Not Anthrax. Anthrakia. This word means a charcoal fire, and he only uses this word twice in his Gospel. First here in John 18 where Peter is warming himself by a charcoal fire after he denies knowing Christ for the first time. The second time the Disciple whom Jesus loved (this is the title John gives himself in his gospel) uses anthrakia is in John 21. Lets take a look...
Jesus has been crucified and buried in a tomb. Evil was rejoicing, but then came Sunday. The tomb had been rolled away and Jesus' body was no longer there! When the disciples heard this, Peter and John ran to the tomb and saw for themselves the truth of the empty tomb. Then the resurrected Jesus appears to the women and then later to all of the disciples, but there is no interacting between Jesus and Peter. Here is where John 21:15 picks up. Peter and six other disciples are fishing, but they catch nothing. However, Jesus appears to them (the disciples do not recognize him) and tells them to throw their nets to the other side. The disciples listen and catch 153 fish! Then John realizes who it is standing on the shore talking to them and says, "It is the Lord!" Peter then does what Peter does best...he gets out of the boat. He swims to Jesus and he sees an anthrakia...a charcoal fire.
I think Jesus used a charcoal fire on purpose. Have you ever been around a charcoal fire? They have a particular smell. It is said that smell is the best trigger for memories, and I can just imagine Peter walking up to Jesus. He is dripping wet from jumping out of the boat to swim to His Savior, and he has a big smile on his face, excited to see Jesus. Then a strange smell comes to his nose. A charcoal fire. Instantly his mind jumps to that cold night where he cowardly denied his Lord. His smile quickly fades and excitement turns into embarrassment. The rest of the passage is great. Jesus asks Peter three times "do you love me?" just like Peter denied Jesus three times. It is simply beautiful how Christ tells Peter, "I forgive you, but now its time to get to work."
Jesus reminded Peter of his past by using that fire. He did not allow Peter to forget about what had happened, but he used his past as a conduit to catapult him toward his future. I think it is important for all of us to realize this simple truth of not forgetting our past...even if it is ugly. We have all been formed by our past, and God wants to use it for his glory. I'm not saying we need to go around boasting about our sinful pasts, but we must not forget it. Just like a fire reminded Peter of his failings, we need to be reminded of where we have come from so God can use us for His future. Love you all!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Water Fountain Evangelism
For some reason here at the Southeast Indiana Campus, I have become known as a good story teller. I am not exactly sure how this came about. I told a couple stories involving poop and me kissing my dad, and then I became the next Dr. Seuss. This past Sunday I had the great opportunity to talk to our middle school students about grace. Right before I came up to speak, Cody (the youth pastor) said, "You guys get the great privilege of hearing Charlie speak to us today. If you know anything about Charlie, you know he always has great stories for us." As I was walking up to speak, it hit me. I had no stories in my sermon...
Talk about not fulfilling expectations. But I thought the sermon went over pretty well besides talking too fast and burping into my mic. I always tend to downplay my ability to communicate. I get really nervous about speaking in front of students, but I think it is pretty healthy. Handling God's word is a pretty hefty task considering it has eternal ramifications for the listeners, and I realize I'm not as gifted in the area of speaking as some people. But I tend to use that as an excuse.
As I said before, I was able to preach at the middle school worship service yesterday. I was given the text in John 4 where Jesus encounters the Samaritan woman. There are several angles you can preach the text, but I was to talk about how the Samaritan woman went back to her hometown and told everyone about Jesus. I remember going to a session during CIY with my good friend David Heffren (I swear I mention this guy in every other post...so if you are a single lady reading this, get the picture. This guy is cool. Date him.) that talked about evangelizing in your schools. The guy talks about the Samaritan lady in John 4 and how Jesus asked her for a drink at the well, and he made this joke that we should just start standing by the water fountain at school. When someone would go to get a drink from the water fountain, we were to say, "Can I have a drink?" Let me just save you the trouble and let you know that this strategy of bringing people to Christ does not work. You'll only receive weird looks and people just start using the water fountain on the other side of the hall...trust me.
So when preparing my message, I strayed away from "water fountain evangelism," but I did find something that I had never noticed before. After the woman goes back to her hometown to tell everyone about this Jesus guy, everyone comes out to hear Jesus for themselves. Then we are told that everyone living in the Samaritan town of Sychar believed in Jesus because of the woman's testimony and Jesus' words. When I read that information I didn't think much of it, but then I continued to read the next section just to get an idea of the context. The very next section deals with Jesus going to His own home area in Galilee, and they have a completely different reaction to Jesus than that of the Samaritan people. They wanted Jesus to perform these great miracles in order for them to believe in what He had to offer. Jesus even says in John 4:48, "Unless you people see miraculous signs and wonders, you will never believe."
After I read this it hit me. The Samaritans (who were considered "half breeds" by the Jewish people because they inter-married with Pagans) believed in Jesus because of his words. They did not need great miraculous signs and wonders; they wanted to hear the truth. The true blue Jews in Galilee needed something big and grand to have faith. This just blew me away because so often I feel like I need to have a great illustration or an emotionally driven story that makes everyone cry in order for them to respond to the Gospel. I feel like I need to have the perfect outline and all these fireworks to go with my message to make it effective. But after seeing the Samaritans' response to Jesus' WORDS and the woman's testimony, I realized that I just need to just tell the students about the Truth and the Holy Spirit will work in the students' hearts.
I have seen this play out in the past couple weeks. I am by no means a great speaker. I speak, so I guess that makes me a speaker, but the last two weeks I spoke to the Jr. Highers about grace and yesterday 3 students came forward afterward to say that they wanted to be baptized! I'm taking absolutely zero credit for their response to the Gospel, because all I did was relay the grace I have been given to these students.
So the next time you have a platform to tell someone about Jesus, don't worry about putting on a big show with awesome sermon bumpers and artwork (even though this stuff is cool!). Just speak the truth and let the Spirit do what it does best...work in the hearts of men and women!
Talk about not fulfilling expectations. But I thought the sermon went over pretty well besides talking too fast and burping into my mic. I always tend to downplay my ability to communicate. I get really nervous about speaking in front of students, but I think it is pretty healthy. Handling God's word is a pretty hefty task considering it has eternal ramifications for the listeners, and I realize I'm not as gifted in the area of speaking as some people. But I tend to use that as an excuse.
As I said before, I was able to preach at the middle school worship service yesterday. I was given the text in John 4 where Jesus encounters the Samaritan woman. There are several angles you can preach the text, but I was to talk about how the Samaritan woman went back to her hometown and told everyone about Jesus. I remember going to a session during CIY with my good friend David Heffren (I swear I mention this guy in every other post...so if you are a single lady reading this, get the picture. This guy is cool. Date him.) that talked about evangelizing in your schools. The guy talks about the Samaritan lady in John 4 and how Jesus asked her for a drink at the well, and he made this joke that we should just start standing by the water fountain at school. When someone would go to get a drink from the water fountain, we were to say, "Can I have a drink?" Let me just save you the trouble and let you know that this strategy of bringing people to Christ does not work. You'll only receive weird looks and people just start using the water fountain on the other side of the hall...trust me.
So when preparing my message, I strayed away from "water fountain evangelism," but I did find something that I had never noticed before. After the woman goes back to her hometown to tell everyone about this Jesus guy, everyone comes out to hear Jesus for themselves. Then we are told that everyone living in the Samaritan town of Sychar believed in Jesus because of the woman's testimony and Jesus' words. When I read that information I didn't think much of it, but then I continued to read the next section just to get an idea of the context. The very next section deals with Jesus going to His own home area in Galilee, and they have a completely different reaction to Jesus than that of the Samaritan people. They wanted Jesus to perform these great miracles in order for them to believe in what He had to offer. Jesus even says in John 4:48, "Unless you people see miraculous signs and wonders, you will never believe."
After I read this it hit me. The Samaritans (who were considered "half breeds" by the Jewish people because they inter-married with Pagans) believed in Jesus because of his words. They did not need great miraculous signs and wonders; they wanted to hear the truth. The true blue Jews in Galilee needed something big and grand to have faith. This just blew me away because so often I feel like I need to have a great illustration or an emotionally driven story that makes everyone cry in order for them to respond to the Gospel. I feel like I need to have the perfect outline and all these fireworks to go with my message to make it effective. But after seeing the Samaritans' response to Jesus' WORDS and the woman's testimony, I realized that I just need to just tell the students about the Truth and the Holy Spirit will work in the students' hearts.
I have seen this play out in the past couple weeks. I am by no means a great speaker. I speak, so I guess that makes me a speaker, but the last two weeks I spoke to the Jr. Highers about grace and yesterday 3 students came forward afterward to say that they wanted to be baptized! I'm taking absolutely zero credit for their response to the Gospel, because all I did was relay the grace I have been given to these students.
So the next time you have a platform to tell someone about Jesus, don't worry about putting on a big show with awesome sermon bumpers and artwork (even though this stuff is cool!). Just speak the truth and let the Spirit do what it does best...work in the hearts of men and women!
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Bowls
Its been a while since I last posted, but I've been pretty busy lately. I was actually going to write a new blog about prayer a couple days ago, but as soon as I logged in to write, I saw that my good friend David Heffren had just blogged about the same thing. So I decided not to look like I plagiarized him and didn't write anything. But I'm here now and David didn't steal my new idea.
I want to bring something to your attention if you haven't noticed yet. There are two tragedies going on in the United States right now. These things are slowly killing and eating away at what it truly means to be an American. Yep, you guessed it....Music Greeting Cards and Redbox.
I'm not going to say anything about those music greeting cards, but Redbox is really starting to singe my hair, boil my plasma, and mess with my medulla oblongata. It is nice to be able to pay for a rental movie at a decent price, but I would rather get a movie I went. The selection at Redbox is horrible, and it is killing movie rental stores. Now the death of Blockbuster is sad, but folks...its okay. There is hope. There is Netflix.
Even though these days have been filled with gloom and despair because of the popularity of Redbox and the annoying tunes coming from greeting cards, I did have a great time Thursday and Friday. I was able to spend some time in the ATL (I can legitimately call it the "ATL" because I've been to Atlanta now) at the Catalyst Conference. I heard some GREAT speakers, and I was blessed to be a part of some amazing worship.
Andy Stanley spoke the first session on Thursday morning, and it was a great message. He simply conveyed the story of Jacob and Esau in Genesis 25 where Esau sells his birthright for a bowl of stew. Andy explained how as humans we have many appetites (food, sex, popularity, etc.), and the only word our appetites know is more. So when Esau was hungry, he sold away his entire future to be satisfied until the next meal. When it all comes down to it, we cannot sell our future away for a temporary pleasure or else we could lose out on so much. He then asked us the question, "What is your bowl."
Personally, I have no idea what God is going to do through me, my children, and my grand children. I don't want to sell all of that away to fulfill an appetite for a short time only to be left feeling empty and wanting more. I know what my bowl is....what is your bowl?
I want to bring something to your attention if you haven't noticed yet. There are two tragedies going on in the United States right now. These things are slowly killing and eating away at what it truly means to be an American. Yep, you guessed it....Music Greeting Cards and Redbox.
I'm not going to say anything about those music greeting cards, but Redbox is really starting to singe my hair, boil my plasma, and mess with my medulla oblongata. It is nice to be able to pay for a rental movie at a decent price, but I would rather get a movie I went. The selection at Redbox is horrible, and it is killing movie rental stores. Now the death of Blockbuster is sad, but folks...its okay. There is hope. There is Netflix.
Even though these days have been filled with gloom and despair because of the popularity of Redbox and the annoying tunes coming from greeting cards, I did have a great time Thursday and Friday. I was able to spend some time in the ATL (I can legitimately call it the "ATL" because I've been to Atlanta now) at the Catalyst Conference. I heard some GREAT speakers, and I was blessed to be a part of some amazing worship.
Andy Stanley spoke the first session on Thursday morning, and it was a great message. He simply conveyed the story of Jacob and Esau in Genesis 25 where Esau sells his birthright for a bowl of stew. Andy explained how as humans we have many appetites (food, sex, popularity, etc.), and the only word our appetites know is more. So when Esau was hungry, he sold away his entire future to be satisfied until the next meal. When it all comes down to it, we cannot sell our future away for a temporary pleasure or else we could lose out on so much. He then asked us the question, "What is your bowl."
Personally, I have no idea what God is going to do through me, my children, and my grand children. I don't want to sell all of that away to fulfill an appetite for a short time only to be left feeling empty and wanting more. I know what my bowl is....what is your bowl?
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