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I'm Church Leader, Writer, Speaker, Marketer, Kindness Project Founder, Broadcaster and Superhero. But most important I'm a Husband, Father and a worshiper of Jesus.

26 October 2006

Why worship when there is work to be done?

Mary or Martha baby? What's the deal? Why does Martha get so much smack talked about her when there IS MUCH work to be done? Evangelism doesn't happen by itself numbnuts! Why do those who hold worship so dear get poo-pooed because there are homeless to feed and the Salvation Army get criticized for only ignoring the spiritual things?

Check out this Post I put up on our young adult ministry's Blog earlier today... linked to logo...
There's a quote from Louie Giglio, the passion behind "Passion"
If you've ever wondered, that's what's driving Passion. Yes, we are moved by the glory of God, and the desire to see His fame come to the campuses of the nation. But there is a direct correlation between these millions of hearts awakening and His name echoing through the courtyards.We are not pouring our energies into Passion07 just so we can have another fantastic event for believers. Rather so that every student might have a chance to breathe mercy and be embraced by hope.

We know another Passion gathering is not the solution. That lies in the kindness of God and the willingness of those who do know Him to live out vibrant faith in open spaces so that one by one the numbers can shift and the anthem can grow louder for His renown
Love that! Because seeing the world come to know Christ... and worship... are not diametric. They are complimentary. Check out Acts 2. The wind blew in the new season... the fire came and empowered the hungry then Peter walked outside into the earth and began speaking with a new boldness that other's noticed... and why? Because he was actually equipped to do the job right.

Our level of worship, hunger and willingness to submit to the Holy Spirit and it's authority is vividly displayed by the fact that we're impotent when it comes to changing the society around us. Worship is primary... it activates the tools necessary for effective evangelism and serving.

The problem with Martha was never her actions... it was that she didn't give Jesus his proper due while in His presence.

24 October 2006

Things I've decided

That not unlike Bruce Springsteen... I'm a "Cool Rockin' Daddy".

That if it's not in a box of 8 crayons... it's not really a colour.

That I'm a Dave in every aspect of the word.

That I'd rather sleep in my bed than any other bed in the world.

That (most of the time)... I love how my wife smells.

That I still get off on making other people laugh.

That I'm more excited about heaven than I realize.

That my own death doesn't scare me even a little.

That there is not one single good use for Smooth Jazz.

That the pen is mightier than the sword but the Holy Spirit beats them both down with a stick

That I like writing way more than reading

That 3 legged jeans will always be one of my favorite obscure SNL references that nobody remembers ("A leg and a leg and a leg")


What have you decided?

19 October 2006

Time

Honestly, sometimes I wonder about time. Most of my life, I've wondered why it moves so slowly. But now, at 30 (which is awesome by the way) I'm busier than I've ever been. And it's not even close in the busy contest. Even when I was in college... getting married... playing baseball every waking hour... have I ever felt this busy.

Days can come and go and I'll think, "Did today even happen?", it can be such a blur. I really enjoy it more than ever too. There are people I know, who's life is extraordinarily boring. I sometimes wonder what it's like not to be involved in anything and at the end of the day have your life be about nothing but work.

It's one of the plethora of reason's why I love God. He gives you a reason to move... a fuel for joy... and a grand destination to arrive at. I love that He puts us in positions of INFLUENCE when we're willing to be put there.

I realized the last couple of mornings as my kids have decided to wake up pre-6am and come into bed with us and stick their feet in my face to wake me up... that like never before... time is not mine. God's walked me into a new season of releasing my own selfish desires to Him... for His Name and His Renown... (I love that scripture BTW... I'd get it tattooed on me... if tattoos didn't look stupid!) Ha

BTW... you can check out my new Podcast if you're interested linked on the right. You can follow along with the teaching on my other young adult ministry blog brantfordrevolution.blogspot.com

15 October 2006

A visable tapestry of time

This is one of my favorite things that I have ever written. It poured out of me last fall while feeling the texture of a midway turned leaf.

"I love the melancholy nature of fall. Odors of damp leaves combined with rich rustic colour blanket the earth. Cool mornings and dim evenings. The boisterous summer, with it’s flashy cars, muscle shirts, teenagers possessing the landscape give way to an earthly hush and mature introspective moments. It’s the texture of the fall that excites me. It’s visable tapestry of time. You remember when life was conceived… you had your moment in the sun, and you can taste the cold coming. The texture of
autum."Life is constantly changing. Even in the appearance of dormancy, there is change. You are being changed into the sum of your actions.

I've been mulling this thought over for some time now and I'm feeling stronger and stronger
about the fact that "Good things and Bad things do not exist... only things". We sense a beautiful, evolving, flawed earth, in which we are amazed, challenged, and knocked around. Should we choose to acknowlege it, we'll see that The Artist knows what the whole painting looks like as He wields his brush.

13 October 2006

Big Ear Speaks


Hey there. Though you all may like the chance to hear my weekly teaching from Revolution... the young adult ministry that we run on Tuesday nights at Freedom House.

Just click here to download, or I'll link the site on the right. Although download would likely work better... since they have me talking in double time right now... glitches... go figure.

11 October 2006

Thanksgiving Camping


For likely 15 years or so, my family has been travelling to the small town of Owen Sound (on Georgian Bay) for our traditional Thanksgiving camp. The number's of people involved have ranged over of the years from 25 on the high side to 9 this year. Since we started, there have been MANY variables.

There have been marriages, divorces, kids have come, kids have gone, new jobs, loss of jobs, friends that have come, friends that have gone, many shapes and sizes of cars, different tents and trailers, various pets, weather from blizzards to shorts and t's...

There have also been MANY constants. The re-establishing of unity, the beauty of God's creation, the Salmon making their spawning run, the entrenching of true function of family, allowing ourselves a break from world, and more than anything... perspective.

This year during one of my many long sessions of starring at fire. God spoke to me about what it takes for His fire to fall.

  1. It takes Substance (Wood) = It takes us giving Him our life in Worship
  2. It takes Space (Oxygen) = It takes us taking a step back and being willing to LET God change us
  3. It takes Combustion (Spark)
This is the part where we have little control over and the part that can be most frustrating. Only God can light our fire. It's not something that the apostle's did that let a wind blow into the Upper Room and let the tongues of fire rest on them. Check out Acts 2. It's wild baby. They simply allowed God to supernaturally take them where He desired, and what followed was quite simply a Revolution that we still feel today. Azuza Street and it's 100th anniversary this year was great and all... but it's the same spirit that can take us places... if we bring the elements to allow for combustion.

I've heard my family tell the same stories over and over and over and over and over again around Thanksgiving campfires. I can't say that it doesn't grow tiresome sometimes. But it's part of my "Thanksgiving Soundtrack"It's extremely contenting.

Combined with the sound of the river, the geese flying overhead, the sound of my own voice saying, "Aislin... come back here"... all let my spirit refresh itself and has me re-focused on what is shaping up to be a busy season of life, work, and ministry. Be transformed by the renewing of your mind.

1 October 2006

Clean-ups and Smack-downs

Today was fall clean up day at the Carrol home. Pulling out the whithering plants... getting those last few tomatoes, emptying the waterline so the pipes don't freeze... the most wonderful time of the year. The kids had a great time helping with the chores and being outside with the family. THEN.... KABOOM!
Like Hank Hill once said, "I'll tell you what..."

I love my kids with all of my heart. Looking into their perdy little faces bring joy to my spirit... then as peaceful little angels, they look back at you and scream...

"AHHHHHHHH.... NOOOOOOOOOO.... EIYYIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Usually this is followed by a series of will-battles, kicks, time-out, spank threats (I don't care ... the smackdown flat out works :) It was just one of those days where life with kids was a fight to understand why we're hatching #3! Are we lunatics????

I hate having to discipline my son, but...
  1. He needs it
  2. We need it
  3. If we didn't... he'd wind up as crack snortin, knife wielding, long haired freaky lookin' person who couldn't get a job because he dropped out of grade 2 to follow his career as a mud wrestling official
Hebrews talks about how not only does God discipline us, but it's because he accepts us as son's that does it. Because he's a good father. Responsible. Even has the nerve to call it encouragement. What a wonderful reminder, because many times as parents, we wish the yelling, fighting, arguing... and pooping if we're asking... would just stop. But kids are kids. They look for the limits to find out what truth is. My son doesn't hate me. He loves me to death. And I love him enough to reciprocate that love. Moo ha ha ha ha.

Sidenote: I've never actually spanked yet. My wife does it... because she's the man.... metaphorically of course

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