sticky dots

i've got this stuff in my hand. i've never seen it before and it's hard to describe. it came to me in a promotional packet from the Catalyst conference. it looks like dip n dots ice cream. at least the little dots are about that size except these are kind of like styrofoam, but i am fairly certain, for the sake of the baby whales, they are not styrofoam. the little dots stick together, buts its not sticky on the outside...like it doesn't get your hands sticky. and so you can form this clump of dots into anything you want. that is, if you had any skill for that kind of thing...i make mostly snakes.

but i was thinking...that little clump is like the body of christ. all these members sticking together, able to morph into what ever god needs done in or for the world and for the glory of his son. and we aren't even sticky, no yucky residue and we're environmentally friendly ;) (ref.. 1 Cor. 12)

give and take away

its april 15th, tax day and pay day. it brought to my mind the popular song, "blessed be the name of the Lord." a line in the song says 'you give and take away, my heart will choose to say blessed be the name of the Lord,' that's a timely word for today.

big announcement

after much prayer and a clear call from god i have accepted the lead pastor position at Breiel Blvd Church in Middletown Oh. i am very excited about this opportunity to impact that community in creative and relevant ways with the power of christ.

of course, it is terribly hard to leave a people and place that i love here in vb. in weaker moments, i feel like abraham leaving isaac on the altar a little bit...but god goes before and he stays behind (he's like everywhere!) and he will take care of things here and there. water's edge chruch is an amazing, exemplary church in so many ways. i know god will use them in even greater ways in the years ahead.

pop goes the ..

You’re all invited to a day some time soon when I utterly annihilate a household good. I don’t know... I may blow it up.... or I may shred it into itty bitty bits...oh, I know I might run over it with my 4x4 Expedition... or even burn it with lighter fluid. The possibilities are endless. I don’t know if I’ve ever detested anything more. Being a person of the cloth, I know its risky being so honest about my feelings here. But you are probably going to find out when I blow it up anyway, so you might as well take cover now.

Okay so really, I hate (for your more spiritual ones remove “hate” and insert “strongly dislike”) our trash can. It’s a cheapo junk pit with an attitude. It’s not so much her body, it’s her face! The can is okay, but the lid really chaps me! It just WILL NOT stay shut. Literally, I throw my Mill Stone grounds in, push the lid down, and it pops right back open. Some days I stay there for hours trying to get it to shut up.

You know me...I see metaphors in cream of wheat so it shouldn't surprise you that I see one in annoying trash cans...see if this is a stretch.. Our junk just never stays concealed for long. Junky attitudes, stinky prejudices, slimy speech....if it’s in there, it has a way of being revealed. So when the lid pops, make sure its good inside.

Now please, back up....she’s about to blow!