Sunday, December 30, 2007
We haven't kept in touch as much as we should (he went off and moved to Dallas a couple of decades ago), but now that he's a regular reader of this blog, that is starting to change.
Happy New Year Uncle Dave! God's blessings to you and your family.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Went to Wally World with Mrs. Soren after a program at the church building tonight. We're getting ready to have more family here tomorrow. I hope your Christmas is shaping up nicely.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
You are bidding on a rare chance to traumatize a treasured friend or relative with baffling, mind-numbing, mystery correspondence from abroad. Here is the arrangement: I will be spending the Christmas holiday in Poland in a tiny village that has one church with no bell because angry Germans stole it. Aside from vodka, there is not a lot for me to do. During the course of my holiday I will send three postcards to one person of your choosing. These postcards will be rant-ravingly insane, yet they will be peppered with unmistakable personal details about the addressee. Details you will provide me. The postcards will not be coherently signed, leaving your mark confused, guessing wildly, crying out in anguish."How do I know this person? And how does he know I had a ferret named Goliath?" Your beloved friend or relative will try in vain to figure out who it is. Best of all, it can't possibly be you because you'll have the perfect alibi: you're not in Poland. You're home, wherever that is, doing whatever it is you do when not driving your friends loopy with international prankery. Your target will rack their brains in the shower. At dinner. During long drives. At work. On the golf course."Who did I tell about the time I got fired by a note on my chair?" they'll ponder, "And where the heck is Szczeczinek?" But wait, there's more. To add to the sheer confusion and genuine discomfort, one missive will be on an original promotional postcard announcing the 1995 television premiere of Central Park West on CBS. Another will be a postcard celebrating Atlanta's disastrous hosting of the 1996 summer Olympic games.Your mark will be at a complete loss, desperate for answers, debating contacting people he or she hasn't talked to in years."I know this will sound weird," they'll say, "but by any chance were you in Eastern Europe ranting about cantaloupe... twelve years ago... right before some show with Mariel Hemingway debuted?" When you decide to end the torment is completely up to you. If you can, I recommend owning up on 1 April 2008 - giving you nearly half a year of joy and a George Clooney-esque level of prankage. If you can't hold it in that long, I totally understand.
Check out the bidding here.
Friday, December 21, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Friday, December 07, 2007
Friday, November 30, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
What an awesome time around the Lord's Table.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
THINGS TO BE THANKFUL FOR By Peter Chianca
I smell gravy, and you know what that means: It's the time of year when we should all take a moment to consider some of the things we should bethankful for. Sure, there's family and friends and good health and all that, but there are also the little things that are so important, like the fact that you live in a country where no one can force you to see"Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium."
To that end, take some time this Thanksgiving week to consider thefollowing pieces of good fortune:
~ You don't have to walk around with an asterisk next to your name.
~ No one has illegally wiretapped your phone (that you know of).
~ You didn't pay $30 million for A-Rod.
~ You're not involved in a carpool with Britney Spears.
~ You aren't being sued by your own fan club because your tickets are too hard to get.
~ Bill Belichick hasn't been secretly videotaping you (that you know of).
~ O.J. hasn't busted into your hotel room.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Eugene Peterson has a great section on the Eucharist in Christ Plays in Ten Thousand Places. “Eat the bread and drink the cup, Jesus’ body and blood. Receive the Eucharist. This is what Jesus told us to do. And this is what Christians have done ever since. We receive Christ crucified. We remember Jesus’ death and receive his broken body and poured-out blood for the remission of our sins. We hold out our open hands and receive what God does for us in Jesus. We don’t take what we are given and then go off and do whatever we will with it; we sit at the Table and eat and drink.” Wow.
He cites this poem by Reginald Heber
Bread of the world in mercy broken,
Wine of the soul in mercy shed,
By whom the words of life were spoken,
And in whose death our sins are dead;
Look on the heart by sorrow broken
Look on the tears by sinners shed;
And be Thy feast to us the token
That by Thy grace our souls are fed.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Some people in an office had a going away party for a woman who was leaving. One of the supervisors called a Walmart and ordered the cake. He told them to write: “best wishes Suzanne” and underneath that write “we will miss you”. Here’s the cake that was delivered.
No matter how old I get, I will probably always be 14 at heart.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Monday, November 05, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Friday, October 19, 2007
Thousand Foot Krutch opened the show. They are pretty hard, but they were great. Loud enough to make your ears bleed, I was thinking about the people who complain that our music at church is too loud. They have no idea.
Barlow Girl was incredible. Three young women who can crank out the sound and sing!
TobyMac is sometimes a little too hip-hop for me, but I like most of his stuff. And at the end when he went old school, revising Jesus Freak, I was jumping around like a 15 year old.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Monday, October 08, 2007
He’s Dusty Baker, who couldn’t win for losing despite his golden pedigree. He’s Leo Durocher. He’s Jim Frey. He’s Whitey Lockman and Lee Elia and Herman Franks. Doomed to failure, in other words. Doomed to raise all the hopes only so they can make a gorier splatter when they hit the pavement, like a home run smacking Waveland Avenue in the midst of all those kids and dads and 20-somethings who sat on the curbs Saturday night, waiting in vain for one of their boys to punch one out.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
On Red Sea crossing:
WETLANDS TRAMPLED IN LABOR STRIKE
Enforcement Officials Killed While Pursuing Unruly Mob
On David vs. Goliath:
HATE CRIME KILLS BELOVED CHAMPION OF RELIEF TROOPS Psychologist Questions Significance of Rock Used as Weapon
On the prophet Elijah on Mt. Carmel:
FIRE SENDS RELIGIOUS ACTIVIST INTO FRENZY 400 Killed In Unprovoked Attack
On the birth of Christ:
HOTELS FULL, ANIMALS EJECTED FROM SHELTER Animal Rights Advocates Enraged by Insensitive Couple
On feeding the 5,000:
LAY PREACHER STEALS CHILD'S LUNCH
Disciples Mystified Over Behavior
On healing the 10 lepers:
QUACK PREYS ON TERMINALLY ILL
Authorities Investigating Use of Non-traditional Medical Procedure
On healing of the two demon-possessed men in Gadarenes:
MADMAN CAUSES STAMPEDE
Local Farmer Faces Bankruptcy After Loss of Hogs
On raising Lazarus from the dead:
ITINERANT PREACHER RAISES STINK
Will Now Being Contested by Lawyers of Heirs
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Independent Christian church (Restoration Movement) seeks a preaching minister to plan and coordinate, in conjunction with elders and ministry team leaders (the church board), activities of the church. Ministries—including evangelism, weekly worship services, Bible school, junior church, youth groups, and cell groups—will be handled by the minister in combination with the church membership. The minister will be responsible for planning and presenting sermons and training for Christian life and Christian service in addition to counseling, shepherding, discipleship ministries, hospital and new convert visits, and participation in all church functions and/or programs.
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Isn't this one of the most awe inspiring pictures you've ever seen?I am sending HIM to you because you are a Special Person in my life.When HE gets to your PC, please escort HIM to the next points on HIS journey. Change the subject line to the name of your town. Please don't allow HIM to sleep on your PC. The message HE is carrying is so very important and needs to continue on its journey. May God bless you as you do this. - AMEN
Jesus is walking around the World via e-mail. Please help HIM reach his destination. Say a prayer, and then pass HIM on to Bless others. Our assignment is to Love others and Spread the Gospel throughout the world! Have a Blessed Day and reach out and touch someone's life today! I just did.
I could spend a lot of time "going off" on a classic Sorenesque rant. But those of you who know me, probably already know what I am going to say, so just use your imaginations.
Send Jesus around the world via email? Puh-leeeeeze!
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Just a few weeks prior to 9/11, Tracy and I had been at the Pentagon. I couldn’t help but wonder, “What if…?”
I wanted to be with my family back in Virginia. After the Revival, I had to rent a car and drive home (I had flown out there, but wasn’t sure that the FAA would lift the “grounding” order in time for me to get home). One year later, 9/11 was on a Wednesday. We had a Remembrance Service. It was one of the most powerful services I have ever experienced.
Friday, September 07, 2007
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Friday, August 31, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Is the Bible relevant today?
Understanding the Bible
What the Bible can do for you
Information or transformation?
Friday, August 24, 2007
On Wednesday I went to pay my respects and offer condolences to the family of 1st Lieutenant Jonathan Edds, a young man who lost his life in Iraq last week. The visitation was held at the building of the White Pigeon Church of Christ, a small country church in a little town of about 1500 people. Because of the nature of his death and the fact that he grew up in White Pigeon, as well as the fact that his father has been the minister of the church for nearly two decades, I expected there to be a lot of people there. But I was not prepared for what I saw. As I approached the building, I could see 20 or 30 American flags lined up along the roadway. The parking lot was totally full (people were parking in an adjacent field). The Patriot Guard Riders were there, motorcycles lined up in an impressive formation. These men (veterans themselves) formed a perimeter around the church building. They stood there holding flags, greeting people, opening doors, etc. Keep in mind that it was 90 degrees outside.
Inside the building, I’m guessing there were about 200 people snaked around the foyer and into the auditorium, waiting to greet the family. I waited for nearly an hour before I could say a word to Barry & Julie and their other sons, Joel & Josh (who are also serving in the military). As I exited the auditorium, it looked like the throng of people had doubled. The place was packed! I left, thanking the Patriot Guard for what they were doing. Driving into town I saw the flag at the VFW post at half-mast, with a message on the signboard recognizing John’s ultimate sacrifice. Flags were displayed all over town.
That day I saw Americans. Proud Americans. Loving Americans. Caring Americans. That’s my America!
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
I love the cell phone story Rubel Shelly told with respect to his phone going off at a Funeral Home as he was giving the eulogy. He said he apologized to the Funeral Home Director. The Funeral Home Director told him that wasn’t nearly as bad as what had happened at a previous funeral earlier that week. This was the funeral of a prominent woman in Nashville who happened to love the “Wizard of Oz.” It was her request that “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” be played at her funeral. When it came time to play her song the wrong song was selected so instead of “Somewhere Over the Rainbow,” “Ding-dong, the Wicked Witch is Dead” came blaring out!