This "That Was Smooth" video debuted over a week ago, but I didn't have a copy to post. I finally got my hands on the copy today so that I could put it up. Thise weekend is our special Uprising Superbowl, so there will be no "That Was Smooth" this weekend. However, you don't want to miss out on next weekends episode. It's going to be amazing.
Jonathan Edwards, the great philosopher theologian of the Great Awakening is probably most known for his famous sermon, "Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God." In my opinion, however, his greatest contribution to the Church (beyond bringing many souls into the Kingdom) is his work entitled A Treatise Concerning Religious Affections. In a time when "religion" was stale and placid, God raised up this man (and others) to show the world that worshiping the God of the Universe is anything but stale and placid.
Here is another great prayer from Thomas a'Kempis. I know, I know, you're wondering if I'll ever post prayers by anyone else. The answer is: yes, I will. But a'Kempis happens to be the only one I'm reading right now who gives a glimpse into his prayer life and close walk with Jesus.
Right now, I'm reading the book "The God Who Shows Himself" by Carl F.H. Henry. I hope to be reading quite a bit of his stuff throughout this year, so if you don't know who he is I'll write more about that at a later date. I'm only about a fourth of the way through this book, but I've already found many "gems" which will probably make it into my blog. I not only enjoy most of the subject matter he writes about, even when I don't care about the subject matter, I like the way he writes. So you can probably expect to hear much about him and his writing over the coming year.
Strong love is impossible without also strong hate. Not to hate evil, therefore, means being a traitor to God and to virtue. It must be indicated, however, that Christianity's context of hate is never ultimately anti-anyone or anything. Whatever hate the Christian religion sanctions simply reflects love for God and man, and consequent disapproval of whatever refuses to be pro-God and pro-neighbor.
I just finished reading an oldie but a goodie: How to be a Hero to Your Kids by Josh McDowell and Dick Day. This is one that that I remember on my Dad's book shelf. I probably would have stolen it from him if I had seen it recently, but I picked this one up from Edward McKay for like $3.
I've decided to start "twittering." Man, for some reason there is not way to say that without it sounding gay. Anyway, I have officially started, and I'm trying to bring the rest of the staff on board as well. You'll notice the new section in the left-hand column called "What I'm Up To." I'm using Loopt as my client on my iphone which updates my twitter which in turn updates my blog. The advantage to this is that you will not only know what I'm doing, but where I am at (because of Loopt's GPS function), and I can also post a picture.
I have a confession to make: I like horror movies. But not the ones that you’re thinking of. I’m not talking about movies like the Saw series. In fact, I’ve never seen those movies. I like the cheesy B movie made-for-tv horror flicks that come on the SciFi channel! I love ‘em. These type of movies usually always follow a common pattern. A group people (usually college age) are on some kind of trip together. They encounter a strange place or situation. Through the coercion of one or two of the members, they decide to investigate the situation or explore the place. The group either gets separated or they decide to split up, until all or most of them are all alone in the dark with some creature out to suck on their insides! Here’s what happens: they’re all running around in a hopeless situation while they are getting picked off one at a time. Inevitably, a lost girl runs into a lost guy and she says, “Oh thank God! Thank God I found you!” Now, they are both still hopelessly lost while some monster is out to have them for dinner. And deep down inside they both know that they are going to meet a very gruesome and painful death. But nevertheless they are just happy not to be alone anymore!
Right now, all Journey small groups are going through the same curriculum that coincides with our current series: 1thingIneedtochange.com. Last night during small group, we were discussing issues of change like, how to make and keep the change, and why so many people's "changes" seem to be short lived. One of the reasons we discussed is that many people make changes for the wrong reasons. Some people want to get in shape not so that they can be healthy but so that they can look better (vanity & pride). Likewise, many people make commitments to read their Bible more, or pray more, or to just generally "grow closer to God." But many times these commitments are made out of a sense of obligation or duty rather than a genuine desire to know God and to please him.
I'm introducing a new segment. This weekend marks the launch of our brand new youth service called "Uprising." This service is amazing. It's a service for youth by youth. If you see this blog before Sunday night at 5:30, and you're in the Raleigh area, you need to go ahead and make the decision to come check it out in our student center. You can find more about here: takeajourneystudents.org.
Now, onto the new segment. Each week in Uprising will feature a segment called "That Was Smooth." In our student center there is a box, and our students can write an idea, any idea (as long as it's not immoral or unethical), and I select something every week to do. I will probably post them on my blog after Uprising each week. But this week, I'm giving you guys in the blogosphere a special sneak preview of the first ever "That Was Smooth."
This weeks selection: "Have your daughter paint your nails hot pink and leave it there until it chips off."
On Tuesday nights, when I get home from work, I give Kelly the night off. As soon as I walk through the door, she is free to go do whatever she wants, wherever she wants. That means, at home, it's just daddy and the girls. You can imagine what this means. The girls love their daddy time, and we usually find some daddy-time-only fun (or trouble) to get into.