
I'm heading to Iowa this afternoon. I'm going to spend a couple of days there visiting relatives, etc. Maybe I'll get a chance to play golf with my Dad and brother.


I arrived home yesterday to find pieces of a tree scattered all over my yard. The lamppost was destroyed and things were a mess. What happened!? Neighbors confirmed that lightning hit the tree (both described the sound like a transformer blowing up).
If any of you are American Idol fans, you know that there was a little mix-up on Tuesday night -- Paula got a little, shall we say, "confused." I checked some blogs the next day, and this quote made me chuckle:

The Believe conference was awesome. I'm one of those strange people who loves junior high kids (probably because I am STILL that age on the inside). CIY knows how to do things right. Believe rocked!
This weekend I will be attending a CIY Believe conference with some Junior High students from Cedar Creek (including my son). Tracy and I used to enjoy going to the Virginia Christian Teen Convention, but it has been several years since I have been to an event like this. I'm looking forward to it.
We had our monthly elders meeting last night. My favorite part each month is the time we spend in prayer. We share in a meal together and one of the brothers leads a devotion. Then we spend about 40 minutes in prayer. I know that lots of meetings begin with a perfunctory "word of prayer", but the tone of our meeting has changed since we began spending significant time pouring out our hearts before the Lord -- seeking his guidance, praying for the flock, asking for wisdom. I wish the church family could know how much they are really loved by their shepherds. Seeing men of God shed tears over the hurts of the flock and passionately seek the face of God, desperately wanting to make the right decisions for the body -- it warms my heart and encourages my soul. Pray for your elders today. Theirs is a noble task.
Preaching about Joseph and Potiphar's wife this weekend. I think this might be what she said to him...

Yesterday I had to report for Jury Duty. I actually made it into the Jury Box this time. Both lawyers sort of interviewed the potential jurists. Then they eliminated five of us, including yours truly. I‘m pretty sure that defense attorneys want to eliminate anyone who has any common sense. The trial was for a drug charge – a guy was arresting for dealing cocaine. Our conversation went something like this:


I'm already starting to second-guess my bracket (I still have time to change it). Should I have picked Winthrop to beat Washington State? I picked Clemson to lose, but they are pretty good. And should I have picked IU instead of Arkansas? And I would love to see Michigan State go to the Final Four rather than Memphis, but can the Spartans do it? I don't want to pull a Mike Golic and fill out several different brackets, but I don't want to get beat by my Music Minister who knows nothing about sports.

I had the privilege of attending the National Preaching Summit in Indy this week. I always look forward to this event because it gets me all fired up about preaching. Bob Russell and Jeff Walling were outstanding, but I think what impacted me most was Ben Merold. You see, Ben wasn't a speaker this year, he was just one of the attendees. 82 years old and still going to seminars to learn how to improve his craft. Wow.
I've been sick for a couple of days. I'm rarely sick, so I'm not a good patient. I've been running a fever, and coughing like crazy -- basically feeling lousy. Yesterday was the first time in 21 years of ministry that I missed a preaching assignment due to illness. My good friend Mark Christian pinch-hit for me in the GLCC Chapel.Things aren't looking too good for tonight's service at Cedar Creek. I'm still running a fever. Probably the most loving thing I could do for my church family is to stay away from them.
Yesterday I had the privilege of visiting my alma mater for the dedication of The Doty Center. Named in honor of long-time GLCC professor Dr. Brant Lee Doty, this building was dedicated to the glory of God. What a great day it was! It was a real GLCC reunion! It was great to see the multi-generational crowd. God was honored.
Today was a long day with lots of sessions. I heard Reggie Epps talk about breaking growth barriers. It was very good. Then I heard Aaron Brockett preach at a main session. In the afternoon I went to a couple of workshops dealing with elder-staff relationships. It was led by some elders of the Oronogo Christian Church. Excellent. Then tonight Rick Rusaw preached.
It was a great start to the Preaching-Teaching Convention. We were challenged, encouraged, stretched, and enlightened.
I'm leaving today for Joplin, MO. I will be attending the Preaching-Teaching Convention at Ozark Christian College. It should be a lot of fun. My good friend John Mitchell (who preaches near Kansas City) will meet me there. I'll blog some reports if I'm able.
Let's be frank: motor vehicle accidents aren't much fun for anyone. But when a 27-foot-long tube-steak spins out on a snow-covered highway, it's bound to generate some grins. That's what happened Sunday to an Oscar Mayer Wienermobile (at least it didn't roll over). The two 22-year-olds in the vehicle knew they were in hot water when they hit an icy patch, but they weren’t hotdogging. It was not an experience they would relish, but they are none the wurst for wear.I wonder how old I will be before I stop referencing stuff from the 80's? Last night I starting singing "Choppin' Broccoli." Tracy laughed but the kids looked at me like I was crazy. So we had to go online and find this classic.

I love amazon.com. Yesterday they delivered to my house the latest Led Zeppelin CD/DVD, Mothership. It has all the hits and then some.
I'm preaching this week from John chapter 3 where Jesus has an encounter with Nicodemus. The famous "You must be born again" text (although some dispute whether the "water" in v. 5 is baptism, I believe that a strong case can be made that it is). It's a shame that verses often get ripped from their context. There is some great teaching in John 3:1-21. The most famous verse in all of Scripture is here (John 3:16) -- yet that verse isn't on an island by itself, it's a part of a larger conversation.


