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modern day psalms

Our lives are full of questions. Some are fun to think about, some are hard to spend any time thinking about at all. Life is real and anyone who genuinely desires to live it is going to have to face some of the hard questions of life if they ever want to be who God has created them to be.

The message last Sunday at KC Life Church was centered around the question “What if?”. Nothing more, nothing less, no pretext or predetermined course, just simply asking the question “what if?” about anything and/or everything in our lives. In the middle of the message I had members of our church community text me their “what if’s?”. I didn’t know what to expect, but I after the first few I knew what I was reading.

What if…

I lost my job?

We lost our home?

I stopped feeling God’s love?

Life wasn’t like a box of chocolates?

My father got saved?

What if I don’t have a “what if?”?

I had someone genuinely care about me?

My husband got a better job?

I was a better example?

Everyone gave freely to the body of Christ as they do with their favorite sports team?

My family were whole and could be what we were designed to be?

I’m not too scared?

I am not enough to make up for what was lost?

I never get married?

Everyone at the church had a job that blessed their lives?

All my children were in church?

I don’t find my way?

God loved us so much that He would die for us?

These are the beginning lines of modern day psalms. Many of the psalms from the Bible begin in a dark and anxious place. They are written out of questions and concerns, but always end up with God showing His faithfulness and pouring His love and mercy into our lives. Life is real, the questions we ask, the fears we face and the blessings that God puts in our lives should not be forgotten. So what is your What if? How does your Psalm begin? You may not know the ending yet, because it probably hasn’t been written, but that’s ok. You start it, let God finish it.

As an addition : In my message I casually mentioned the fact that we had fed 50 homeless people last week and raised the question “What if we could feed 500?”. Well, it only took God 4 days to answer that one. On Thursday of that same week we were presented with an opportunity to feed 500 homeless people…God is faithful.

Comments from Lee Strobel

Below is a passage from an email update that I get from Lee Stobel's website every once in a while...I thought the following Q & A was VERY good...it's long, but it's definitely worth your time to read it.

		Atheists Ask Lee As I mentioned in last month’s newsletter, Hemant Mehta, the “friendly atheist” who gained notoriety by selling his soul on e-bay, asked me if I would answer questions submitted by his atheist friends. I said I’d be glad to. The initial questions dealt heavily with me and my writing; others focus on interesting philosophical, scientific, and historical issues. Here are my answers to the first two inquiries that were submitted.
	Question 1 What is your own background with atheism? What caused you to become a Christian? Is there a difference between your former atheism and the "New Atheism" of today? In other words, how hard-core of an atheist were you? My commitment to atheism essentially came in three steps. The first was when I was in junior high school and began asking Christians uncomfortable questions, like, “How can there be a loving God with so much suffering in the world?” And, “How can Jesus be the only way to God?” Rather than engage with me, they basically told me to keep my questions to myself. I quickly concluded that the reason they didn't want to discuss these matters was because there were no good answers from the Christian perspective. The second step came when I began studying neo-Darwinism in high school. I was particularly struck by Stanley Miller's 1959 experiment in which he recreated what he thought was the original atmosphere of the primitive Earth, shot electricity through it to simulate lightning, and discovered the creation of some amino acids, the building blocks of life. I naively concluded that Miller had proven that life could have emerged in a purely naturalistic way. To me, that meant God was out of a job! I started considering myself an atheist in high school, but the third step that cemented my position came when I took a college course on the historical Jesus. The professor, who relied in 19 th century German paradigms, convinced me that there was essentially nothing in the New Testament that could be trusted. Along the way, I read a lot of atheistic literature, which served to deepen my commitment to spiritual skepticism and give me a more systematic basis for my atheistic convictions. I was especially captivated by Bertrand Russell's book Why I am Not a Christian and Antony Flew's The Presumption of Atheism. And I was quite sympathetic to many of the church/state issues raised by atheists. However, in the interest of total disclosure, let me add that my problems with faith were not solely intellectual. I had a vested interest in the non-existence of God because I was living a rather immoral lifestyle and did not want to be held accountable for my behavior. To me, atheism opened up a world of hedonism that I knew wouldn't be acceptable to God if he existed. (Let me be clear: I'm not saying that all atheists are hedonists. I'm just saying that, for me, atheism cleared the way for me to live a self-indulgent, me-first, narcissistic life. And to be honest, to this day I can't figure out why atheists would choose any other path, although I know many do.) Was I “hard-core”? I'm not sure how to define that. I was recently contacted by a woman who had been an acquaintance of mine in high school. She said she was “the good Catholic girl” and reminded me how I used to taunt and belittle her because of her faith. So I guess I was more aggressive at a young age than I remember! At the same time, though, I didn't have the kind of scorched-earth militancy I see in some of the “New Atheists” you referenced. While a lot of the issues they raise are the same ones that vexed me, I was not on a mission to wipe all faith from the face of the planet. I was happy to peacefully coexist with Christians and people from other belief systems. How did I become a Christian? My wife's conversion to Christianity (which deeply troubled me at first) resulted in a lot of positive changes in her attitudes and behavior, which I found winsome and intriguing. She invited me to a church, where I heard the Gospel explained in a way I could understand it. While I didn't believe it, I realized that if it were true, it would have big implications for my life. So I decided to use my journalism experience and legal expertise (at the time, I was legal editor of The Chicago Tribune ) to investigate whether there was any credibility to Christianity or any other faith system. For nearly two years, I investigated science, philosophy, and history. I read literature (both pro and con), quizzed experts, and studied archaeology. On November 8, 1981, alone in my room, I took a yellow legal pad and began summarizing the evidence I had encountered. In light of the scientific evidence that points toward a Creator and the historical evidence for the resurrection of Jesus, I came to the conclusion that it would have required more faith for me to maintain my atheism than to become a Christian. Essentially, I realized that to stay an atheist, I would have to believe that nothing produces everything; non-life produces life; randomness produces fine-tuning; chaos produces information; unconsciousness produces consciousness; and non-reason produces reason. Those leaps of faith were simply too big for me to take, especially in light of the affirmative case for God's existence and Jesus' resurrection (and, hence, his divinity). In other words, in my assessment the Christian worldview accounted for the totality of the evidence much better than the atheistic worldview. Years later, I wrote three books that retraced and expanded upon my original journey. The Case for Faith examines the eight big objections to Christianity that bothered me all the way back to my junior high years. The Case for a Creator looks at the affirmative evidence for the existence of God from cosmology, physics, and other fields of science. And The Case for Christ recaps the historical evidence for Jesus, including his resurrection, through which he validated his claim of divinity. Those books, nearly a thousand pages in length, summarize the basis for my conclusions. Having said all of this, I do believe strongly that despite our fundamental disagreements, it should be possible for atheists and theists to engage in constructive discussions instead of resorting to name-calling or the imputation of bad motives. While I now believe atheists are wrong in their conclusions, I'm confident that they still matter to God and therefore deserve respect. As a former spiritual skeptic myself, I can appreciate their viewpoint and I try to give due weight to their objections and arguments. I truly appreciate it when they are willing to engage in the same way. Question 2 You've essentially said before that you interviewed only Christian scholars/apologists in your books because you were asking questions in the shoes of a skeptic and you wanted to know the Christian explanation to certain questions. Weren't there many questions you may not have thought of that other skeptics could have asked? In other words, wouldn't it have been a wise move to take the Christian responses back to secular scholars who could've proposed counter-arguments you did not think of? Would it be problematic to your reading audience if your books had more diverse dialogue (multiple viewpoints)? Thanks for your question and the opportunity to explain the methodology of The Case for Christ. As the subtitle indicates (“A Journalist’s Personal Investigation of the Evidence for Jesus”), this book is about my own spiritual journey. As I explained in the introduction, this book was my effort to retrace and expand upon my original investigation in print form. As I explained earlier, this original investigation included extensive research of all sides of these issues. For the book, I decided to ask Christian experts the questions that had stood between me and God, and I left it to the reader to decide whether their answers were reasonable and compelling. When a scholar offered an answer to one of my questions, many times I would come back at him with my own further objections. Often, these follow-up questions were informed by my reading of skeptics through the years. Indeed, I had studied the writings of enough atheists and liberal scholars during my original investigation to know what they would most likely say in response to the scholar. If the skeptics had a good point, I would try to raise it; if I thought their responses to this particular issue were weak, or that the answer was pretty obvious, or that this exchange would take me into a side issue, I didn’t. Did I cover every possible objection? No, I didn’t, and I couldn’t. Naturally, there are good questions that didn’t get addressed. But keep in mind that The Case for Christ is merely an introductory work on this topic; each line of questioning could have gone on and on. Each chapter easily could be an entire book in itself. As it is, I was pushing the limits of a popular-level work; the mass market edition is about 400 pages in length. I didn’t want to get into an endless loop of expert versus expert. After all, you can find a Ph.D. to say virtually anything. That’s why I didn’t just ask these scholars for their opinions; instead, I pressed them on why they believe what they believe. I challenged them to present facts and explanations that could be evaluated by the reader. As I said in the book’s conclusion: …maybe questions still linger for you. Perhaps I didn’t address the objection that’s uppermost in your mind. Fair enough. However, I trust that the amount of information reported in these pages will at least have convinced you that it’s reasonable – in fact, imperative – to continue your investigation. I went on to encourage readers to thoroughly and systematically pursue answers to whatever spiritual sticking point they have – in fact, to make this a front-burner issue in their life. Of course, I could have used a different approach to the book. For instance, I could have used a debate format that would have featured multiple viewpoints, going back and forth between opposing experts. However, there already were (and today are more) books like this. For example, Christian scholar Gary Habermas and then-atheist Antony Flew published their 1985 debate on the resurrection (an encounter, by the way, that four of five judges from a wide spectrum of views and persuasions said Habermas won, with the remaining judge calling it a draw) and Christian J. P. Moreland and atheist Kai Nielsen published their debate on the existence of God in 1993. I encourage Christians and skeptics to read or attend debates like these. Christian scholar William Lane Craig has several transcripts of his debates with prominent atheists on his web site, www.reasonablefaith.org. My television show Faith Under Fire was based on a debate format, where I invited such atheists as Richard Carrier, Michael Shermer, Tim Callahan and Edward Tabash to debate such Christian apologists as Craig, Habermas and Moreland. We've even produced a curriculum using tapes of these debates, so that small groups of skeptics and Christians can sit down together, hear both sides of these issues, and have a healthy interaction in which they can offer their own perspectives and opinions. Clearly, I don't think Christians have anything to fear in the marketplace of ideas. However, I wanted my book to deal with the pursuit of my own questions and concerns, believing that they reflect the basic issues most people have. In the end, I think I did cover the topics fairly well, considering how generally weak the critiques of the book have been. By the way, I did interview a noted skeptic for my book The Case for Faith. I extensively quoted Canada’s most famous agnostic, Charles Templeton, author of Farewell to God, about why he abandoned his Christian faith and became a critic of Christianity. (As I described, Templeton broke into tears when he told me how much he missed Jesus. I still get chills when I listen to the recording of that exchange.) Templeton ended up raising the very same objections to Christianity that originally took me down the path toward atheism. However, in the remainder of the book I confronted Christian scholars with these issues and in my view they offered rational and compelling answers. Again, I left it to each reader to come to his or her own conclusions. Obviously, each person is free to make up his or her own mind. Seems to me that’s fair.

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Well, for those of you who have waited to find out if Hailey is having a little brother or little sitter...

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GIRL!

10 days

Last week we found out if Hailey (our daughter) is going to have a baby brother or baby sister. We're not sharing the news with anyone just yet though. I'll be putting a video up on this blog on Christmas morning revealing what the sex of our unborn baby is...

dun, dun, duuuuunnnnn....

The Journey of the Magi

This Sunday we're going to explore the journey that the Magi took to come and see Jesus.

It was a physical journey.
It was an emotional journey.
It was a spiritual journey.

I think T.S. Eliot penned it very well in his poem "The Journey of the Magi"...

"A cold coming we had of it,
Just the worst time of the year
For a journey, and such a long journey:
The was deep and the weather sharp,
The very dead of winter."
And the camels galled, sore-footed, refractory,
Lying down in the melting snow.
There were times we regretted
The summer palaces on slopes, the terraces,
And the silken girls bringing sherbet.
Then the camel men cursing and grumbling
And running away, and wanting their liquor and women,
And the night-fires gong out, and the lack of shelters,
And the cities hostile and the towns unfriendly
And the villages dirty, and charging high prices.:
A hard time we had of it.
At the end we preferred to travel all night,
Sleeping in snatches,
With the voices singing in our ears, saying
That this was all folly.

Then at dawn we came down to a temperate valley,
Wet, below the snow line, smelling of vegetation;
With a running stream and a water-mill beating the darkness,
And three trees on the low sky,
And an old white horse galloped away in the meadow.
Then we came to a tavern with vine-leaves over the lintel,
Six hands at an open door dicing for pieces of silver,
And feet kicking the empty wine-skins.
But there was no information, and so we continued
And arrived at evening, not a moment too soon
Finding the place; it was (you may say) satisfactory.

All this was a long time ago, I remember,
And I would do it again, but set down
This set down
This: were we lead all that way for
Birth or Death? There was a Birth, certainly,
We had evidence and no doubt. I have seen birth and death,
But had thought they were different; this Birth was
Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.
We returned to our places, these Kingdoms,
But no longer at ease here, in the old dispensation,
With an alien people clutching their gods.
I should be glad of another death.

Too funny!

I know Mother's day is about a half a year away, but this is too funny to not share...



The Mom Song from Northland Video on Vimeo.

Best Costumes EVAR!

The Rev. JImmie Bratcher

Jimmie (The Rev) will be here at KC Life this Sunday morning at 10:30 to show us what the "blues" are all about.

You won't want to miss it.

Live together : Die alone

That's what Jack said in season 1 of LOST.

That's what we see in war.

That's what we see in the scriptures as well.

Almost everyone knows the story about David and Goliath. Yeah, the flying rock and the be-heading...it's a cool story.

But did you know there was a giant that David couldn't kill? In fact, if he had been in battle alone, the scriptures lead us to believe that he would have been killed. It would seem a little odd for the "giant killer" to get killed by a giant. (2 Sam 21)

The men at KC Life church get together about once a month to hang out, watch football and play some games. This Sunday we're going to talk about what it truly means to be strong. Then we're going to have a little competition to see which two guys can work together the best as a team...

If you're a lady, sorry...you're not invited.
If you're a guy, you won't want to miss it.

hint below...
peace,
glo

A New Emmaus

We all have an Emmaus in our lives.

Emmaus was a place of short-lived military victory for the Jewish people of Jesus' day. Judas Maccabee won a battle there in 166 B.C. So when Jesus' joined two men who were walking on the road from Jerusalem to Emmaus (Lk. 24:13-32) He knew what thoughts went through their minds as they approach their destination.

Thoughts of past victories made irrelevant by new failures.
Thoughts of oppression. (The Romans controlled it now)
Thoughts of still awaiting a redemption from a past that can't help but repeat itself.

They were walking back to the place where they once had victory as a people, but now were oppressed again by an outside military force. The scriptures tell us that they were sad. Sad about the crucifixion, sad about an empty tomb (they probably thought Jesus body had been stolen since the testimony of women wasn't trusted or worth anything in those days), they were sad about returning to the lives they had been living.

But Jesus changed all that.

They did go back to Emmaus. And He walked with them.
But it was more than just a gesture when Jesus was going to "keep walking" after they had stopped. It was symbolic of something much bigger.

Jesus was going back to the place of pain and failure with them.
But He wasn't going to leave them there.

When they broke bread they recognized Him for who He really is.

Now everything was different.

Now they understood the kingdom that He brought with his death and resurrection.
Not one of military might.

But a kingdom that is eternal.
A kingdom that overcomes our past failures and shame.

A new Emmaus.
It didn't matter any longer that the Romans were still in control of Emmaus.
They had a new King.
His kingdom was not of this world.

His
Kingdom
is
our
Kingdom.

We're going to talk about a new Emmaus this Sunday.
You
should
join
us.

peace,
glo

Pretty much sums it up...

It's funny how much people will put on the act and want to look religious and at the same time stand on their soap boxes and shout about being "real" and "genuine". It's also funny how most of the time, those same people are the first ones to exit when things really do get real and genuine...

I've seen it happen more times that I would like to admit, and most of the time it's about one thing...Money. This video sums it up pretty good...and it's funny too!

Enjoy!

An ideal church.

What does that mean in the 21st century. We're 2100 years removed from the Christianity of the first century. Jesus said that He was going to build His "church".

James Strong defined the original word of ekklesia as "a calling out, that is, (concretely) a popular meeting, especially a religious congregation (Jewish synagogue, or Christian community of members on earth or saints in heaven or both"

For the first few hundred years most "churches" met in homes, caves and in hiding...not because homes and caves are more "spiritual" than other places, but simply because if they made their meetings public they would most likely be killed. Today, in America, we don't have to deal with that type of persecution, we actually have buildings where the church meets now, and we have signs to tell people where those buildings are. But buildings are not the church, homes are not the church, caves are not the church. People gathered together with a common vision and purpose.

With that thought, I was thinking it would probably make sense to put into words what our ideal of a healthy church is. We share a common vision with our parent church in Chillicothe in regards to this...so, without further adieu...

Fruit-i-rific!!!

OR

We all know them, the fruit loops. A good pastor once said that we've got too many "cereal bowl Christians" walking around our churches...they just stepped out of the bowl and the only question that remains is if their a fruit, a nut, or just a flake.

Jesus talked quite a few times about fruit trees and compared us to them. One of the first things that God ever said to humanity was "be fruitful". In ingrained in us as part of our existence. We all produce fruit, the only question is what kind.

Are you encouraging, helpful, trustworthy, and genuine?

Or is the fruit more along the lines of...unreliable, gossip, complaining, negative and fake?

Good fruit is real, it's genuine and it only comes through time, hard work and consistency. But if we aren't careful we'll get tired of waiting and decide we just want "microwave" or artificial fruit...in other words...froot loops.

The fruit is a result of the root. If you aren't happy with the fruit you see in your own life don't blame the fruit, look at yourself and see where those roots are coming from. The roots are the source, it's hard work digging up roots and planting new ones. It takes time, sweat and hard work. But it's all worth it in the end.

Don't be froot loop.

peace,
glo

Robbed!?!?

So I walked in my house last night after work to find our back door kicked in...we'd been robbed! Thank God no-one was home and our dog was safe and sound. They got away with all of our electronics and Jen's jewelry.

It's a strange feeling getting robbed...the word that best fits is "violated". These people came into my house and were in every room, even my daughters...they took over $5k worth of stuff. But after the initial rush of adrenaline and anger I really didn't feel anything but pity. I started to think about what really happened.

All they got was stuff. Just stuff. The only thing that had any value to us that they stole was the video-camera and that's only because it had video's of our daughter on it that we hadn't backed up yet. Stuff is just that...stuff. It's not eternal and it can easily be replaced.

A good pastor once said that the human race is horrible at being human. We truly are. I'm far from perfect, but I had an overwhelming sense of how lost someone must be to go to these extremes to acquire "stuff" or to get money for the stuff they steal. Life isn't about stuff.

We were robbed of stuff, but my family is fine. We all went to sleep at night and woke up healthy this morning. We have more than we could ever ask for. You can't steal happiness. You can't steal love. You can't steal joy. You can't steal real friends. These are some of the things that are of real value in this world.

It's good to remember that from time to time.

peace,
glo

Heck, we got home insurance to cover all the "stuff" anyway...right? ;)

The perfect season, almost.

There we are, the KC Life softball team. (minus a couple key players that couldn't make the game)
front row from left to right...
Shalae, Jay, Joanna, Jen, Tiffany
back row left to right...
Nathan, Roy, Marcus, Caleb, John, Greg and Brian.
(Not pictured : Tara, Ralph)

Everyone played their hearts out last night and all the records fell.
No wins? Gone.
Can't score more than 8? We scored 16!

It was a back and forth game, with four lead changes. But in the end, we ended up getting our first win in our last game of the season. The final score was 16 to 11. We yelled and screamed so loud when the ump said the game was over that you would have thought we won the World Series...

It was a great season and we definitely had more fun than any other team in the league. Everyone played awesome and now we've got momentum on our side for the start of next season! ;)

We definitely went out with a bang!
Season over...our record : 1-9 (almost the perfect season)

peace,
glo

It's just a flesh wound

Have you ever had one of those experiences in which you're having a conversation with someone and you see yourself, five years ago, in them. That happened to me the other night...and I must admit, it freaked me out a little bit.

You see, I used to be part of a big church, the biggest in the city I lived in actually. It was the "it" church, and in many ways it still is. The pastor was and is an awesome man of God and is absolutely one of the best Bible teachers I've ever heard. By all accounts, it was and still is an awesome church. The problem I had was that I was supremely arrogant about how good my church was and even though it's difficult to admit...I secretly looked down upon other churches and pastors that were "less significant" or "smaller". That attitude was a cancer in my heart that took God about 9 months to remove. This attitude was not the pastor's fault, I want that to be clear...and if he would have known I had that attitude he would have corrected me for it, and rightly so.

Never the less, I had a run-in with that cancer again the other night. I was having dinner with a person from a newer "it" church in the city I live in now. Again, the church that this person attends is a great church that is doing awesome things for the kingdom of God, and from what I know...the senior pastor is an amazing man of God. But again, the prevailing attitude coming out of this church member was that of condescending toward "other" churches and pastors. I was given plenty of advice about books I should read and sermons I should listen to and "tips" about what the Spirit of God was doing. Now don't get me wrong, I'm always up for some good advice, but as a pastor...I'm probably going to take it from other pastors who have been doing this thing longer than I have as opposed to a church member who is on a "my church is the greatest" trip.

I was so taken back, not at the attitude itself, but at the realization that I looked and sounded like that just a few shorts years ago, that I didn't even try to correct the attitude or bring my perspective into the discussion. I should have offered it, and hopefully next time I will, but the shock was a little more than I could bear. I think my heart might have broke just a little bit...

I say all this because I believe that unity in the body of Christ is HUGE in God's heart right now. As long as we continue to look down at "others" who aren't part of our "denomination" or who aren't part of a church at all...we'll always be just like the "Black Knight". We'll walk around with our arms cut off telling everyone how much better we are than them and ignoring the fact that our pride is the very thing that took our arms in the first place. We're called to be the hands and feet of Jesus Christ. That's a difficult thing to do when you don't have any arms or legs.

If you're reading this and you've ever experienced a condescending attitude from a Christian...please let me apologize to you for them. They didn't know. I know this because I didn't know it when I had that attitude, and the young man I encountered the other night was completely clueless as well. God is not condescending and He has nothing but love and grace for you. Heck, He loved me when I was a condescending jerk, if He can love me through that He can definitely love you to.

After all...It's just a flesh wound.

peace,
glo

Drive in theater

I only remember going to the drive-in movies one time when I was a kid. It was to see one of the Star Trek movies...I think it was the one where Spock dies...maybe. Anyway, all I remember is thinking about how awesome it was that we were watching a movie while sitting in our car.
We're going to try to recreate that magic this Friday night at KC Life! We'll be watching "The Ultimate Gift" and will get started as soon as it gets dark enough. We going to hang a sheet off the side of the building a project the movie up there so everyone can sit in their cars or on the grass and have a great time!

Do you have any cool memories of drive-in's? Leave a comment about it...

peace,
glo

Olympic Pride.

I must admit, the last time I cared about the Olympics I was 7 years old.
I don't know why, I just haven't been able to "get into "them since...except for this year. Jen and I spent more time watching TV this weekend than I think we have in the entire time we've been married. We were glued to the Olympic events, rooting for all the American athletes. It's just begun, but it's going to be difficult to top last nights come from behind win against the french.

I've never watched this much swimming...ever. But it's good. It's always good to beat the french. But I shouldn't be so hard on them, let's not forget that the French have always been there for us when they need us.

Go America!!!

peace,
glo